The palace doors opened, and Danqing hurried in through the morning light: "Princess, did you have a nightmare?"
Yuan Yao's soft baby hair was soaked with cold sweat, clinging damply to her forehead. Her face was pale, her chest heaving, and even her breathing was unsteady...
Wrapped in the blanket, Yuan Yao's little voice trembled as she asked, "Danqing, where's Daddy?"
She reached out and touched the blanket beside her; it was completely cold.
The old man, who hadn't slept all night...
Danqing had someone bring in warm water and used it to wipe Yuanyao's face before saying, "It rained heavily all night last night. His Highness was worried that the floods in the south would come early and that the people would suffer, so he did not return to bed."
Worried about the people, I didn't sleep all night...
Yuan Yao washed her face, feeling much more awake, and asked, "Just now, someone outside said that assassins have entered the palace again?"
Danqing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Princess, there's no need to worry. The assassin only went to Chaoyun Palace. His Highness has already led his men there."
Sure enough, she hadn't misheard.
Yuan Yao crawled out of bed, kicking her short legs: "Sister Danqing, quickly help me change my clothes and take me to Chaoyun Palace!"
Danqing said with some helplessness, "Princess, Chaoyun Palace is very dangerous right now. You are too young and it's not suitable for you to go there..."
"No, I want to go."
The rain has stopped, and the entire palace looks brand new.
The white jade railings were spotless, and a thin layer of water had accumulated on the blue stone bricks, reflecting the azure sky...
Yuan Yao lifted the hem of her skirt and walked from Qianhua Palace to Chaoyun Palace.
Outside Chaoyun Palace, layers of imperial guards stood watch.
Yuan Yao successfully entered the gate of Chaoyun Palace.
Last night's heavy rain washed away all the bloodstains.
However, the smell of blood in the air was still very strong.
Pillow Star Palace.
Outside the palace, a number of people were already waiting, including imperial guards and imperial physicians.
The empty ground was littered with corpses...
Fortunately, the bodies were all covered with cloth.
Yuan Yao felt a little scared. She took small steps forward, and someone bowed and said, "Princess."
A sharp-eyed eunuch following the Ninth Prince called out, "Your Highness, the Princess has arrived."
Soon, the Ninth Prince appeared at the door: "Little Yao'er?"
Yuan Yao, with her short legs, trotted over: "Daddy."
As soon as the person ran close, the Ninth Prince scooped him up and held him in his arms.
Mmm, Daddy smells so good!
His scent was clean and refreshing, without a trace of blood...
Yuan Yao, who had been on edge, finally felt relieved.
The Ninth Prince, who hadn't slept all night, had faint bruises under his eyes: "What are you doing here?"
Looking into the hall, thick with the smells of medicine and blood, Yuan Yao asked in a worried voice, "Daddy, is Yun Chan still alive?"
The Ninth Prince lowered his narrow eyes, his soft voice tinged with displeasure: "Father didn't sleep all night and came to Chaoyun Palace to catch assassins. It was both arduous and dangerous..."
"Little Yao'er doesn't care about her father at all, but she cares about others?"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao immediately said, "I'm innocent, Father!" Yuan Yao opened her big eyes and said, "Yao'er has already had someone make soup for Father, and is just waiting for Father to go back and drink it to catch up on sleep."
The Ninth Prince then lifted his eyelids and said, "Now that you've seen me, you should return to Qianhua Palace."
ah……
Why did you kick her out?
Yuan Yao refused to leave, clinging to the Ninth Prince's neck and pleading, "Father, Yao'er has already sent someone to the National Academy to ask the teacher for leave."
Even though the palace is so safe, there are still assassins. Yao'er is so scared! Yao'er doesn't want to go to the Imperial Academy today!
“You little dumpling…” The Ninth Prince reached out and pinched her soft, chubby face with his fingers: “Assassins infiltrated Chaoyun Palace. Everyone is dead. Yun Chan is seriously injured, and the imperial physician is treating him.”
Seriously injured?
Yuan Yao asked with some worry, "Can the imperial physician... cure him?"
Yun Chan was already sickly, and now her body was poisoned...
Can his body handle it?
The Ninth Prince stroked her head: "Everything depends on his fate."
"Um……"
Yuan Yao nodded.
She clutched the Ninth Prince's robe tightly and peered into the hall...
Basins of bloody water were carried out from the Pillow Star Palace.
Basins of clean water were then poured in.
As the sun rose high in the sky, the imperial physician, wiping away sweat, came to report: "Your Majesty, the young prince Yun's life has been saved."
Yuan Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then, the emperor arrived.
Upon seeing Yuan Yao in the arms of the Ninth Prince, the Emperor's face darkened: "A Yuan, what exactly happened?"
He woke up late, and as soon as he got up, he heard that a large number of assassins had infiltrated Chaoyun Palace, and that the sickly little prince of Chu had also been seriously injured...
The emperor hurriedly led his entourage to Chaoyun Palace.
The Ninth Prince glanced disdainfully at the pile of corpses on the ground and replied indifferently, "My men have already gone to investigate."
The emperor wanted to go into the hall to take a look, but upon smelling the strong stench of blood and medicine, he retreated uncomfortably.
He flicked his sleeves and exclaimed, "This is outrageous! To attempt to assassinate a prince of another country in the palace is utterly disrespectful to me!"
Yuan Yao nestled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, and upon hearing this, glanced at the Emperor.
Strange, why would anyone take Yun Chan seriously when he's killing him?
The emperor's gaze shifted and landed on Yuan Yao's face: "What are you still doing here?"
Yuan Yao: "..."
Her lips twitched.
The emperor immediately sounded alarm bells: "Don't cry."
If Yuan Yao cries, A Yuan will probably give him the cold shoulder again...
After glancing at the pile of corpses on the ground, the emperor strolled over there.
Imperial guards stood beside the corpse.
The emperor walked over and said, "Lift up the cloth and let me see."
The imperial guards bent down and stretched out the wide, long cloth.
Immediately, the stench of blood filled the air.
The body was covered in blood, and the death was gruesome.
These people were all palace servants from the State of Chu who came to take care of the young prince...
The emperor's face grew increasingly somber.
Over the years, the palace has seen assassins come and go.
Especially Qianhua Palace...
The killing of the Ninth Prince and the killing of Yuan Yao are both easily explained.
But, to kill the prince of a neighboring country...
Things have become a bit tricky.
As noon approached, a white dove flew over the palace wall and landed precisely on the arm of the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince took a roll of paper from the pigeon's leg.
Yuan Yao glanced at it and saw two lines written on the note: "Ten miles outside the city, the assassin has been captured."
The Ninth Prince withdrew his hand, and the note turned to dust in his palm.
The emperor stood up from his chair: "How is it?"
The Ninth Prince coldly replied, "We've caught them."
Half an hour later.
The Ministry of Justice prison.
Yuan Yao used all sorts of coquettish tactics to finally persuade the Ninth Prince to take her along.
Deep inside the gloomy and damp prison, torches burned and various bloodstained instruments of torture were laid out.
On the blood-stained, dark wooden frame, two dying men in black were bound by iron chains.
The imperial guards were wielding their whips, lashing out again and again, each lash leaving a bloody welt on the man in black...
Yuan Yao was terrified.
A shrill voice echoed eerily in the empty prison: "The Emperor has arrived! The Nine Thousand Years Old has arrived..."
The people in the prison all knelt down and paid their respects.
The emperor waved his hand and looked at the Ninth Prince: "A-Yuan, what are your thoughts?"
The Ninth Prince, carrying Yuan Yao, walked to the wooden frame, frowning: "It's been so long, and you still haven't confessed? Tell me, who sent you to kill the Chu prince?"
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