His voice trembled, like a leaf falling in the wind, each word revealing his inner fear and despair. The cunning and ruthlessness he once possessed had vanished from his eyes, leaving only endless regret and pain. Veins bulged on his forehead, as if he were desperately suppressing his inner turmoil.
Xu Yuehuai, Qi Guze, and Bai Yu stood opposite him, their eyes cold and resolute, as if trying to see through Zhao Wuji's heart.
The evidence in their hands was like a merciless net, tightly binding Zhao Wuji and leaving him nowhere to escape.
Bai Yu waved his hand lightly, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward and escorted Zhao Wuji back to the palace prison.
When Zhao Wuji was taken away, his eyes were filled with fear and resentment, as if he could already see his future fate.
The night was as dark as ink, deep and silent.
Bai Yu stood in the study, his gaze sharp and his expression serious. A barely perceptible smile played on his lips, as if everything was under his control.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze stood beside Bai Yu, both dressed in black, their expressions respectful. Their eyes were lowered, as if they dared not meet Bai Yu's gaze.
"This time, we owe a great debt to the two of you." Bai Yu's voice was deep and powerful, as if an invisible force was echoing in the study.
Xu Yuehuai raised her head and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, your decision is truly wise. We are merely errand runners." Although her voice was humble, her eyes shone with confidence.
Qi Guze echoed, "Yes, Your Majesty is wise." His voice deliberately carried a hint of respect and admiration.
Bai Yu's smile widened, and he nodded slightly: "When Zhao Wuji is dealt with, you two will be richly rewarded." His voice carried an undeniable air of authority.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze thanked them in unison, their voices filled with gratitude and loyalty.
Bai Yu said no more, turned and left the study. His figure appeared exceptionally tall and imposing in the dim light, like a towering mountain that stood firm.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze exchanged a glance, a helpless smile flashing in their eyes. They knew that although this mission had been successful, more dangers awaited them.
It was already quite dark outside, and the stars in the night sky twinkled faintly.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze walked out of the study, their figures disappearing into the darkness. Their footsteps echoed in the empty courtyard, as if telling a story unknown to others.
Inside the study, the lights were still on, but no one was there. Only the exquisite furnishings and books quietly awaited their next owner. And in the dead of night, a legendary story was quietly unfolding…
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze walked along the palace corridor. The palace appeared solemn and mysterious in the night. Although their steps were light, their hearts were heavy.
They knew that Zhao Wuji's power was still formidable and that the road ahead was long; they needed to find a way to deal with the people behind him as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew by, dispelling the gloom in their hearts.
Xu Yuehuai looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, casting a silvery-white light.
A thought struck her, and she turned to Qi Guze, saying, "Aze, what do you think of the moon?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Guze looked up and saw the moonlight, like water, spilling onto the palace roof, forming a silvery world. A thought struck him, and he replied, "The moon has its phases, and people have their joys and sorrows. Although the moon is bright, it can also be obscured by clouds."
Xu Yuehua smiled slightly upon hearing this: "Aze is absolutely right. We are like the moon; although we have succeeded for now, we cannot let our guard down."
Qi Guze nodded in agreement: "Yes, serving the country and the people is a long road ahead, but I will never be separated from you, and we will walk together toward this bright future."
They smiled at each other, and in the dead of night, their vows echoed in the night sky, as if they had become eternal.
A short while later, Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze returned to the palace, went to their room, closed the door, and both breathed a sigh of relief. This struggle had finally come to an end. They smiled at each other, their eyes revealing a sense of satisfaction and joy.
"We finally caught him," Xu Yuehuai said softly, as if she was still immersed in the trial that had just taken place.
Qi Guze nodded, but a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. "This is just the beginning. There are many more secrets behind Zhao Wuji waiting for us to uncover."
The two sat down at the table and began to discuss their next plan in detail. Xu Yuehuai took out a map and spread it on the table, marked with various complex routes and symbols. They began to analyze it one by one, trying to find Zhao Wuji's hidden secrets and possible loopholes.
The atmosphere in the room became serious and tense. The two men frowned, sometimes talking, sometimes lost in thought. In the candlelight, their shadows cast long shadows on the wall, as if they too were silently praying for this struggle.
As night deepened, the moonlight streaming into the room added a touch of tranquility and gentleness to the tense discussion.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze remained engrossed in their plan, their eyes gleaming with unwavering determination, as if they would forge ahead without hesitation no matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead.
Finally, after a heated discussion, they came up with a detailed plan.
Xu Yuehuai put the map away and gently patted Qi Guze on the shoulder. "We will definitely be able to uncover the secret behind Zhao Wuji and bring true peace and tranquility to the country and the people."
Qi Guze nodded, his eyes shining with the same determination and conviction. "Let's work together for our future."
The two men smiled at each other, as if they could already see the dawn of victory. And in this long night, their determination and faith, as firm and bright as candlelight, illuminated their path forward.
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The post station for the envoys of the three kingdoms was located in a corner of a bustling city, usually teeming with people. However, today it was unusually somber, the atmosphere so tense that even the air seemed to freeze. Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze, dressed in dark casual clothes, silently slipped into the depths of the post station.
Their eyes, sharp as eagles, searched everywhere for Zhao Wuji's accomplices. Just as they were about to stumble upon a crucial clue, a sudden burst of hurried footsteps shattered the silence.
In the blink of an eye, a group of assassins dressed in black with ferocious faces emerged from all directions, wielding sharp blades and launching a fierce attack on the two.
Although Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze were highly skilled, they were caught off guard by the sudden counterattack. They fought back fiercely, but with so many assassins, they gradually found themselves in a difficult situation.
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