When they walked into the secret passage, the two men in black who were supporting Tang Yu were obviously having difficulty walking. From time to time, they had to pull Tang Yu left and right to make it easier to turn in the secret passage. So Zhao Yuanqi looked at them quietly for a moment and said softly:
"Let me do it, and you guys light the way."
If he continues shaking like this, I'm afraid the little emperor's body will soon be unable to bear it.
"...Yes." The men in black were obviously surprised to hear this, but they didn't ask any more questions. They handed Tang Yu to Zhao Yuanqi and then obediently held the candle to light the way forward.
As for the belated death warriors, when they arrived, they saw their companion lying half-dead on the ground. They hurried over to see if they could be saved, but were grabbed by the pale-faced death warriors, who then spoke incoherently:
"Hurry... Your Majesty... has been taken away..."
"What!"
"Tell... His Highness! Quickly..."
After the assassin finished speaking with one breath, he had no strength left. His hands loosened, his eyelids closed, and he fainted immediately.
The remaining people looked at each other in confusion, and finally had to split into two teams, one group went to find the regent, and the other group looked around to see if there were any clues left.
Huo Cenji heard the news while handling government affairs. He froze instantly, and the memorial in his hand fell to the ground. Then he looked up at the newcomer with a sinister look:
"You said... His Majesty was kidnapped?"
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"Yes, when we rushed there, His Majesty was nowhere to be found, and even the Seventeenth Death Soldier was injured."
The assassin who came to deliver the message had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He half-knelt on the ground with his head lowered silently, and narrated the situation one by one.
"Where is the seventeenth person? I want to see him." Huo Cenji was silent for a moment, his face became extremely gloomy.
"The imperial physician has been asked to see Seventeen. I think he should be resting in his residence." Perhaps realizing that Huo Cenji's tone was a bit cold, the assassin hurriedly explained Seventeen's situation.
"Take me to see him."
After saying that, Huo Cenji raised his foot and walked out without any hesitation.
The other party must have left Seventeen alive because they were willing to let him know their identities. If he guessed correctly, the other party must have deliberately spared Seventeen's life.
Since he was able to sneak into the palace without making any noise and dared to leave in a swagger, it seemed that the other party had been prepared for it.
Haha, what’s the point of kidnapping Tang Yu?
Could it be that they want to use Tang Yu to threaten me?
That's ridiculous.
The more Huo Cenji thought about it, the uglier his expression became, but his steps seemed to be filled with wind as he walked straight forward.
The assassins on the side had no choice but to speed up their pace silently and try their best to lead the way.
The secluded courtyard is hidden in an inconspicuous area of the imperial palace. If you look at it from the outside, it would not be an exaggeration to think that this is a cold palace.
When Huo Cenji first entered the palace, he also instructed his subordinates to arrange accommodation for this group of death warriors.
However, because the death squad was a hidden chess piece, they could not live in the open like the guards, so they deliberately found such a secluded place.
Hidden in the shade of the trees, Huo Cenji's figure seemed particularly silent. He was quietly thinking all the way about who had the ability to come to the palace to kidnap Tang Yu.
If they were Tang Yu's men, they would definitely not have waited until now to take Tang Yu away. Instead, they would have heard the news of his arrival in Beijing long ago and would have taken Tang Yu away without making a fuss.
It has to be at this time...it can only be because they have received the news that he is about to ascend the throne.
That's why it came so suddenly.
The assassin leading the way stopped in front of a room, then gently opened the door to indicate that Seventeen was there.
Huo Cenji strode in and what caught his eye was Seventeen lying on the bed with a weak face. However, Seventeen did not seem to have any external injuries, so he thought that Seventeen must have suffered serious internal injuries.
The assassin's natural sensitivity made Seventeen open his eyes with difficulty the first second Huo Cenji stepped in.
After seeing that the person coming was Huo Cenji, Seventeen struggled to stand up and apologize, but was held down by Huo Cenji.
He saw what Seventeen was thinking, so he spoke first:
"First, explain clearly what happened. As for how to punish you, that's not something we should discuss right now."
Seventeen was pressed down by Huo Cenji and lay back down, but there was still some regret in his eyes. After realizing that His Highness had no intention of punishing him, he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"His Majesty called your name at that time, but I knew I was outnumbered, so I hesitated for a moment and did not appear immediately."
"After I gave the signal, the group of people talked with His Majesty for a while, and then the leader ordered someone to knock His Majesty unconscious."
"At that time, I was too busy to do anything else, so I tangled with them for a while, trying to delay them, but we still couldn't wait for our people to arrive."
"I don't know where they left from, because they covered my eyes with a cloth and sealed my acupuncture points."
"However, listening to your majesty's conversation with that person, they seem to be from the Zhao family."
Seventeen spoke for a long time, his voice a little hoarse, but he continued:
"However, when Your Majesty fainted, I heard that person say something..."
"What?" Huo Cenji's eyes moved, and then he asked.
"They say—"
"Without the Zhao family, there would be no His Majesty today."
Fortunately, the assassin had a keen sense of hearing, so he heard all of Zhao Yuanqi's whispers.
After explaining these things to the Regent in person, Seventeen finally relaxed his grip on the breath he had been holding, and began to cough intermittently while leaning against the pillow.
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