The emperor's appearance was like a basin of cold water poured over a boiling pot of oil. The hall fell silent in an instant, leaving only the sound of swords hitting the ground and heavy breathing. The black-clad assassins saw that the situation was not good, and they did not want to fight anymore. They left a few bodies behind and fled through windows and side doors. The guards were well-trained and immediately went forward to chase them. For a while, the sound of shouting and weapons clashing could be heard again.

He breathed a sigh of relief and leaned weakly against the pillar beside Xiao Rui. It was so scary just now! He looked down at himself. Fortunately, there were only a few drops of blood on his clothes and he was not injured.

"Qingya, are you okay?" Xiao Rui's concerned voice rang in her ears. He looked down at her, his deep eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine, just a little weak in the legs." She smiled at him, indicating that she was fine.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” Xiao Rui stretched out his hand to help, but as if he remembered something, his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally he just patted his shoulder lightly.

I noticed his subtle movements and couldn't help wondering, when did this guy become so nagging?

At this time, the emperor had already walked to the center of the hall. He looked around, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, and his tone was icy cold: "Where are the assassins? Have they all been caught?"

"Your Majesty, the assassin is cunning and has already escaped. I am trying my best to hunt him down!" The commander of the imperial guards knelt down and reported.

"Waste! What are you doing with so many assassins breaking into the palace?!" The emperor was furious and kicked over the table beside him, scaring the ministers around him to kneel on the ground and tremble.

"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

놖 watched all this with a cold eye, secretly complaining in his heart that this old emperor was really moody and could change his attitude at any time. 놊 However, it was no wonder, after all, he was almost chopped off the head, anyone would be furious!

"Where is the prince? Where is the prince?!" The emperor roared, mixed with a hint of easily detectable panic.

Following his gaze, I saw Li Chengze hiding behind the Queen, his face pale and trembling. How could he still look like a prince?

Tsk, tsk, what a fool! 놖 sneered silently in his heart.

"Father, your son...your son is fine..." Li Chengze stood up tremblingly, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Humph!" The emperor snorted coldly, obviously disliking his son.

At this time, Xiao Rui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Brother, this matter is suspicious. The assassin has a clear target and is heading straight for you. This is obviously a premeditated assassination. Please investigate this matter thoroughly and find out who is behind it!"

"My brother is absolutely right. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation!" The emperor took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice.

놖 stood aside, secretly thinking in his heart, who planned this assassination? Who was so afraid of death that he dared to do something against Taisui?

At this moment, I noticed a familiar figure in the crowd. The man lowered his head, hiding in the shadows, as if deliberately avoiding my gaze.

With a thought in his mind, he walked towards the man calmly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Oh, you are the one who walks the road to heaven, but you are the one who comes to hell! I want to see who you are, how dare you do something like that under my nose!

As he got closer, the man kept his head down, his body trembling slightly, as if he was very scared.

"Why, do you know me?" I walked up to the man, stopped, and spoke in a voice that only the two of us could hear.

The man slowly raised his head, and a miserable face appeared in front of him. It was someone else, Zhao Sisi, who had been taught a lesson by him in the Imperial Garden before!

놖 sneered in his heart, it was indeed her! It seemed that this woman was crying at the sight of a coffin!