Feng Guang asked nervously, "Daoist Master, what do you mean by 'life or death'?"
"Does the princess know why Wuji Tower has never had anyone who could leave the organization?" Daoist Liao asked in a deep voice.
She said, "I am not a member of the martial arts world, and I know nothing about the Wuji Tower. Daoist, please stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly. What do you mean by saying that Sijia is in a life-or-death situation?"
"Wuji Tower is the number one assassin organization. Leaving is by no means easy." Master Liao shook his head. "There have been cases in the past where people have tried to leave Wuji Tower, but to leave Wuji Tower, one must pass a test. In a secret room with ninety-nine assassins, there are two choices: one is to defeat these ninety-nine people in order to step out of Wuji Tower, and the other is to die under the assassins' swords and remain in Wuji Tower forever."
"What kind of ridiculous rule is this? It only allows people to enter but not leave?"
“Princess, this rule has existed since the Wuji Tower existed, which is why no one has been able to leave the Wuji Tower over the years.”
Feng Guang clutched the hem of her skirt, her heart filled with worry. "Daoist Master, are you saying that Si Jia hasn't come to see me these past few days because he went to participate in this test?"
"Based on my calculations, that should be correct."
"Does the Taoist priest know where the Wuji Tower is?"
Master Liao Liao was stunned for a moment, "Does the princess intend to send someone to bring Si Jia out?"
“I’m not sending anyone.” Feng Guang’s face froze as he solemnly said, “I’m going alone.”
She alone is enough.
The palace is not quiet tonight.
Meng Xi stepped down from the carriage and stood at the palace gate. The moonlight cast a long shadow of him. He hadn't come here to admire the moon; he was going to enter the palace. What was he going to do there? To see the scenery.
But before he could even enter the palace, a figure rode out on a fast horse. The person on horseback was wearing a black cloak, and the hood covered half of her face.
Meng Xi felt a moment of strangeness. For safety reasons, he drew his servant's sword and tossed it casually. It landed in front of the horse's hooves, startling the horse and causing it to stop running.
He slowly walked up to the man and horse, "Dressed like this late at night, who are you?"
"What I wear when I leave the palace is none of your business."
He recognized the voice and called out uncertainly, "Fengguang?"
"It's me." Fengguang, on horseback, took off her hat, revealing a beautiful face, but her complexion was not as radiant as her appearance. "Your Highness, I have something to attend to, please do not block my way."
"Something wrong? It's so late, what brings you to leave the palace? Besides, you don't have any attendants protecting you." Meng Xi frowned and asked, "Do His Majesty and the Empress know that Feng Guang has left the palace?"
Feng Guang's tone had lost its patience. "They don't need to know. I'll be back soon anyway."
The token she used to leave the palace was also from the Taoist priest Liao Liao. It's obvious that her father and mother would absolutely not allow her to leave the palace like this.
Meng Xi softened her voice, "Feng Guang, I'm worried about you."
"No need for your worries. You should worry more about your wife. Since you married Feng Miyin, you should focus all your attention on her."
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