A storm swept through the entire East Lake Imperial Palace.
The raging wind and rain washed away the bloody smell that permeated the palace.
The thunder and rain drowned out the mournful cries...
The rain poured down relentlessly.
Yuan Yao nestled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, but slept restlessly.
She felt a sense of unease.
Tangyuan lay on the soft couch, occasionally looking up, her mood anxious.
The Ninth Prince, with his eyes closed, said lazily, "If you don't sleep soon, I'll pick you up and throw you on the desk to copy books."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She curled up her small body and whispered, "Daddy, did you hear anything?"
"What was that sound?" the Ninth Prince asked, following her words.
Yuan Yao pursed her lips: "The sound of killing."
kill?
The Ninth Prince slowly opened his eyes.
A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the room as bright as day.
The nine thousand-year-old's eyebrows and eyes were exceptionally clear under the silver light.
He smiled and comfortably rested his head on the jade pillow: "You misheard."
"Pfft!"
"Snap!"
Two voices rang out, one from the front and one from the back.
A large patch of bright red blood splattered on the doors and windows.
A beam of sword light shone brightly in.
Yuan Yao: "..."
She said, "There's a murder happening outside!"
"roar……"
Tangyuan raised its head, looked out the window, and let out a tiger's roar.
"Shut up." The Ninth Prince lifted his eyelids and looked at Tangyuan menacingly: "If you shout again, you can go out and kill the enemy for me."
"Aww..."
Tangyuan, showing weakness, lay back down.
Yuan Yao clutched the blanket tightly, wrapping herself and the Ninth Prince inside, and said, "Broken Moon."
A cool breeze swept by, and Po Yue's clothes were slightly damp, her whole body exuding the smell of blood.
He held his sword and said coldly, "It's so late, you should go to sleep."
Yuan Yao frowned: "Are there many assassins?"
"Many," Po Yue said emotionlessly. "However, you should go to sleep."
Yuan Yao: "..."
With so many assassins around, how could she possibly sleep?
Her heart isn't that big.
She frowned and asked, "Where are the others?"
Po Yue said, "There are Imperial Guards guarding it."
"Then, what about Jing'er and Canfeng?" Yuan Yao couldn't help but ask.
Po Yue said coldly, "The three of them have already gone to Prince Yun's courtyard."
Yunchan's courtyard?!
Yunchan's courtyard was full of people who couldn't even kill a chicken!
Yun Chan, Xie Ning, He Yin...
None of them can fight!
Suddenly, my head felt heavy.
The Ninth Prince said calmly, "Don't worry, with the Imperial Guards protecting them, they will be fine."
Yuan Yao nodded.
Too.
Xie Ning knows how to use poison.
He was a disciple of Heyin, and Heyin must also know how to use poison...
For a moment, Yuan Yao relaxed.
She snuggled into the arms of the Ninth Prince: "Father, hold Yao'er while I sleep."
What if she can't keep her eyelids open and falls asleep, and the Ninth Prince uses his internal energy?
No, no!
Thinking this, Yuan Yao used both hands and feet, like an octopus, to cling to the Ninth Prince: "Father, you must protect Yao'er and never leave Yao'er's side."
After speaking, she raised her chin and blinked her big, watery eyes at the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince chuckled and covered her small body with a brocade quilt: "Alright, I will protect Xiao Yao'er and never leave her side."
Yuan Yao finally calmed down.
Outside the window, the sound of rain grew louder and louder.
The sound of swords clashing was particularly jarring.
Yuan Yao nestled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, listening to the sound of rain, her eyelids growing heavy...
She didn't know how much time had passed when a muffled thud woke her up.
Yuan Yao opened her eyes groggily.
She was still nestled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, who was fast asleep with his eyes closed.
The candles inside the room were about to burn out.
"Boom..."
Another long, muffled thud made the bed shake.
The candle wick swayed precariously and fell onto the candlestick, burning faintly in the candlelight.
Tangyuan jumped off the soft couch, twitching its ears and wagging its tail restlessly.
The nine-thousand-year-old's long eyelashes trembled, and then she suddenly opened her eyes.
He pursed his thin lips, his gaze sharp as he looked toward the door.
The sounds of fighting outside seemed to have subsided somewhat.
The Ninth Prince spoke coldly: "Shadow."
A tall, dark figure burst through the door in an instant: "Someone blew up the lake dam on the mountain, and the dam has cracked."
Bombing the lake?
Even the Ninth Prince showed a hint of surprise.
Yingweng said in a low voice, "There's no time to lose, we must move immediately!"
The Ninth Prince's gaze darkened. He picked up Yuan Yao, reached out with his long arm to grab her clothes, wrapped them around her, and then grabbed an oil-paper umbrella.
The delivery was so fast that Yuan Yao hadn't even had time to react.
Tangyuan flicked its tail and followed.
As soon as I stepped out of the house, a gust of wind swept in, carrying with it moisture.
Yuan Yao shivered.
Looking up, through the misty steam, I saw a group of young eunuchs stumbling and running this way.
The Ninth Prince raised his hand to stop the person and coldly ordered, "The lake embankment on the mountain is about to collapse. Quickly go and inform everyone in the palace!"
Is the lake embankment about to collapse?
The eunuchs' faces, already pale from the rain, turned even paler: "Your servant obeys, your servant will go right away!"
After saying that, the person hurriedly ran away.
The Ninth Prince was still worried and said to Ying, "Go quickly and inform the Imperial Guards to protect the Emperor and the Crown Prince."
"What about you?" Ying asked worriedly.
The Ninth Prince frowned: "My inner strength has not yet recovered. I'll take Xiao Yao'er with me first."
Ying paused for a moment, then said, "Have Po Yue and Ye take their men and go with you."
"Hmm." The Ninth Prince nodded.
The shadow turned and disappeared, blending into the night.
The Ninth Prince coldly replied, "Broken Moon."
Poyue stood opposite him, sword in hand.
The Ninth Prince said coldly, "Come up the mountain with me!"
After speaking, he picked up Yuan Yao and walked towards the stables first.
Tangyuan, soaked to the bone, swished its tail and followed nimbly.
The direction of the horse farm allows one to avoid the lake water cascading down from the mountain.
Quite a few people have already run this way.
Chaos reigned at the racecourse.
The Ninth Prince picked up a horse, leaped onto its back on tiptoe, and held Yuan Yao tightly in his arms: "Giddy up!"
"roar……"
Another tiger roared, exceptionally loud.
Black and white figures pierced through the rain, rushing out of the palace and heading up the mountain with the help of lightning.
No sooner had he left than an assassin tried to follow him.
Two shadowy figures, one large and one small, moved through the rain, slaying all those who tried to follow them with their swords...
A night of torrential rain washed the mountain road clean, leaving not even a few small pebbles.
Horses galloped swiftly, splashing water everywhere.
"Boom..."
Another muffled thud, and the earth shook violently.
Upon hearing that voice, Yuan Yao felt a chill run through her.
If they keep bombing like this, they might blow up the whole mountain and bury the entire Donghu Imperial Palace...
"drive!"
The Ninth Prince kicked the horse hard in the belly.
The black horse let out a long neigh and quickened its pace.
The road winds its way up the mountain. After a short while, through the dense vegetation, a lake shimmering with silver light under the lightning suddenly appears before your eyes.
On the riverbank stood eight people dressed in night clothes, wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats.
Among them, several people were carrying the last bundle of gunpowder, about to stuff it into the cracks in the lake embankment.
Seeing those figures, Tangyuan flicked its wet tail, bared its teeth, and was about to rush out.
The Ninth Prince hissed in a low voice: "Tangyuan!"
"call out……"
A row of hidden needles, piercing through the grass and branches, shot out with a chilling, poisonous glint.
Four people collapsed on the lake embankment.
Upon seeing this, the man in black cried out, "Someone's coming!"
"Quickly, quickly ignite the gunpowder!"
"Start the fire!"
With a powerful push off the horse's back, Po Yue was already flying after the poison needle.
"call out!"
Another poisoned needle flew out.
Three more people fell.
The gunpowder pack rolled a long way, getting soaked in the downpour.
Seeing this, the last person rolled around a few times, came to the gunpowder, checked the fuse, picked up a tinderbox, and lit it...
Yuan Yao saw from afar that the fuse of the bundle of gunpowder was only about the length of a chopstick.
The hissing sparks were particularly dazzling in the rain.
The man in black, clutching the burning gunpowder, roared in the direction of the Ninth Prince: "Tonight, let everyone in the palace be buried with us!"
After saying that, the man jumped down into the crevice.
It’s over…
Yuan Yao's heart sank.
suddenly……
Another dark figure leaped down the crevice.
Upon seeing the figure clearly, Yuan Yao's eyes widened in fury: "Broken Moon!"
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