At the entrance of Bixia Palace, Feng Lingyan, with disheveled hair, pale face and haggard eyes, leaned against the palace gate, looking at Nalan Yunzhi who was striding towards him with a resentful look.
"No! Lingyan! It's not like that. Listen to me..."
In the Zichen Palace, Nalan Yunzhi, who was lying on a broad agarwood bed under the Jiaoxiao Baoluo tent, suddenly sat up from the bed.
Feng Lingyan in the dream is still the handsome and heroic man he was sixteen years ago, but the years have already left some ruthless marks on her.
Recalling the look Feng Lingyan gave him back then, which was filled with hope, uneasiness, fear, loss, resentment, and even despair, Nalan Yunzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and covered his heart with his hands, which felt as if it was being crushed by a huge rock.
"Your Majesty, I have something to tell you, but I'm not sure if I should tell you."
Seeing Nalan Yunzhi wake up, An Yi, who was hiding in the dark, immediately appeared, knelt on one knee, and saluted Nalan Yunzhi.
"An Yi, how long have you been with me?"
"Your Majesty, I have been with you for ten years."
"Then why don't you tell me now!"
Nalan Yunzhi, who was sitting on the bed, glanced disdainfully at An Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, and his words carried a hint of anger from a superior.
"Yes. Your Majesty, Miss Qingcheng was surrounded and attacked by assassins yesterday afternoon in the woods east of the city. The assassins were from the Jade Maiden Sect of the Rakshasa Sect. Including the assassin leader, there were fifty-one of them in total. Twenty-three of them were killed on the spot, and their bodies have been handed over to the Fengcheng government office. The remaining twenty-eight assassins are currently being held in the dungeon of the Grand General's Mansion."
An Yi lowered her head slightly as she reported the news in detail. It wasn't that she was deliberately delaying reporting, but rather that the Emperor had summoned two attendants to his bed the previous day, and they were too exhausted. Although An Yi hesitated to wake them, she ultimately decided not to.
"Assassin? The Jade Maiden Sect of the Rakshasa Sect?"
Upon hearing this, Nalan Yunzhi slowly got up from the bed, walked to An Yi, and slapped her in the face with a "slap".
"Report everything about Hua Qingcheng in a timely manner. Don't make me tell you a second time!"
"I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
An Yi then kowtowed to Nalan Yunzhi.
"The Rakshasa Sect has been arrogant for long enough. They have been acting with impunity in the territory of my Laifeng Kingdom for many years. It's time to teach them a lesson!" Nalan Yunzhi's eyes were cold and he punched the phoenix bed angrily.
As the most powerful assassin organization in the Jianghu, the Luosha Sect is a power that belongs to no single nation and has long been a source of headaches for emperors worldwide. Under the Luosha Sect are three other factions: the Gentleman Sect, the Jade Maiden Sect, and the Ghostly Sect. Although they all belong to the same sect, they dislike and compete with each other.
"What time is it now?"
"Your Majesty, it is almost dawn." An Yi reported.
"Send someone in to serve me and help me change my clothes and wash up. I...should also prepare to go to court."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
As An Yi clapped his hands rhythmically, a group of eunuchs soon entered the bedroom, some holding handkerchiefs, some holding golden washbasins filled with warm water, and some holding toiletries and court robes.
The focus of Nalan Yunzhi's morning court today was only one thing, and that was to eliminate the influence of the Rakshasa Sect within the territory of Laifeng State.
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