Chapter 90 The Panic of Desheng
Sudden!
"Knock knock knock!"
A series of urgent knocks sounded from the small door of the Imperial Study.
Desheng was very surprised. Who would dare to knock on the Emperor's door? And through a side door no less.
Pei Yan suddenly stopped and turned around abruptly!
Desheng's heart leaped into his throat!
He felt he was about to achieve something great! He might even meet his performance target today!
The palace door was silently pushed open a crack.
A pale-faced, beardless eunuch dressed in the attire of a low-ranking eunuch slipped in swiftly.
He strode to the imperial desk, knelt down, and said, "Your Majesty, a message has come from Fengzao Palace: the sparrow has been caged and the golden lock has been secured. There is absolutely no danger inside or outside the side hall."
Phoenix Palace? If I remember correctly, the young lady was summoned to Phoenix Palace today!
Desheng panicked. Had he accidentally caught his own people in the gossip?
Could it be the young lady?
If the young lady really is locked up, what will they do to her?!
Desheng clenched his back teeth tightly!
Pei Yan, behind the imperial desk, said "good" three times in a row, unable to suppress the smile on his face any longer!
It's done!
Xie Sangning! You have finally fallen into my hands!
Xie Zhenting!
Your dear daughter, from this day forward, will be my sparrow locked in a golden cage!
He waved his hand sharply at the young eunuch: "Understood! Go back and tell the Empress, well done! Tell her... to proceed according to plan! And to take good care of Princess Jianing!"
"Yes!" The little eunuch bowed and accepted the order, then quietly withdrew as he had come, and the palace doors closed again.
Princess Jianing! Good heavens! Desheng huddled in the shadows of the corner, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably.
He kept his head down, not daring to let the emperor see his expression.
Miss…this old servant…what should this old servant do?!
If I'm not mistaken, the young lady has been imprisoned by that wicked empress!
It's in a side hall of Fengzao Palace!
What are they trying to do?! What is that beastly emperor plotting now?!
He kept his head down, cold sweat uncontrollably sliding down his temples.
Inside the Imperial Study, only the Emperor and Desheng remained.
Pei Yan could no longer contain his joy and slammed his hand on the imperial desk, causing the purple-haired brushes on the brush holder to jump up!
"Hahaha! Excellent! What a wonderful way to settle the golden lock!"
He burst into laughter, which echoed through the empty hall, filled with smug arrogance!
"Hahaha! Well done, Your Majesty! Brilliantly done!"
Pei Yan suddenly flicked his sleeve, full of vigor: "Desheng!"
Desheng jolted awake and reflexively knelt down with a thud: "This servant is here!"
"go!"
Pei Yan waved his hand, his face beaming with undisguised excitement, "Prepare the ceremonial guard for me immediately! I'm going to Fengzao Palace! I'll personally comfort this frightened Princess Jianing! Hahaha!"
Desheng's heart sank to the bottom!
Is the emperor trying to... force the issue?! He pinched himself hard; it was precisely in situations like this that he needed to remain calm!
He kowtowed and accepted the order: "This servant...this servant obeys! I will do it immediately!"
Desheng practically scrambled to his feet, staggering out of the Imperial Study, his steps unsteady as if he were walking on cotton.
As soon as he left the Imperial Study, Desheng practically ran back to his small duty room.
He slammed the bolt shut behind him, leaned against the door, and gasped for breath. His face was ashen, and his inner shirt was soaked with cold sweat.
No! We must notify the young lady immediately!
Someone has to go and save her!
The moment the emperor's entourage moves, the young lady is completely finished!
He rushed to an inconspicuous old wooden box in the corner, hurriedly lifted the lid, and quickly pulled out a neatly folded handkerchief from under a pile of cloth.
That was a bright red silk handkerchief!
This is the highest level of warning they agreed upon!
Red represents bloodshed and disaster, and signifies extreme urgency and no time to lose!
With trembling hands, Desheng grabbed the pen on the table and wrote down five characters.
Side Hall of Fengzao Palace!
After finishing writing, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He quickly crumpled the handkerchief into a ball, stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, opened the door, straightened his back, and strode towards the place where the ceremonial procession was being prepared.
The emperor's procession was extremely luxurious and elaborate.
Surrounded by a large entourage, they filled almost the entire wide palace road.
Wherever he went, all the palace servants and guards knelt down at a distance, not daring to utter a sound.
Pei Yan sat upright on the bright yellow dragon carriage, his fingers fidgeting beneath the wide sleeves of his robe.
His eyes were closed, but a confident smile played on his lips.
Soon... Soon we'll see that sparrow locked in the golden cage...
Soon, I will have Lin Ruyue's daughter...
Desheng, as the chief eunuch in charge of the emperor's presence, followed closely behind the imperial carriage, his head bowed and his steps steady.
He had to find an opportunity! He had to get the message out!
When the procession reached a relatively open corner of the palace garden, which connected several side roads, Desheng's heart jumped into his throat.
He raised his eyes without making a sound, his gaze quickly sweeping over the Imperial Guards standing solemnly in front of him.
It's here!
Just as the imperial carriage rounded the bend, Desheng's pupils suddenly contracted! He saw it!
In the middle of the Imperial Guard ranks stood a man with a pine-like posture, a resolute face, his hand on his waist with his sword, and his eyes fixed straight ahead!
Lin Ye!
The young lady secretly planted one of her own people in the Imperial Guard years ago, and he has now been promoted to squad leader!
Opportunities are fleeting!
Desheng's heart was pounding like a drum!
Just as he was about to get close, Desheng used his wide sleeves to flick the red handkerchief out! It landed with perfect accuracy at Lin Ye's feet!
The entire process involved very small movements, blending into the footsteps and rustling of clothing of the procession, making it completely inconspicuous.
Lin Ye was fully focused on carrying out his ceremonial guard duties, but he kept a high level of vigilance out of the corner of his eye.
A blinding red flash suddenly entered my field of vision and landed precisely on the ground just one step in front of me!
red!
Lin Ye's pupils suddenly contracted! All the muscles in his body tensed instantly!
He recognized the color of the handkerchief! It was a top warning! The young lady was in grave danger!
Just as the imperial carriage passed by him at the last second, Lin Ye took advantage of adjusting his position to take a small, extremely discreet step forward with his right foot!
He precisely stepped on the red thing with his toes, and then, using the movement of pulling his foot back, he bent over with incredible speed!
When he straightened up again, the red handkerchief had disappeared.
Lin Ye's right hand had already naturally pressed back onto the hilt of the knife, and his gaze was still sharply scanning ahead, as if nothing had happened.
Only his slightly clenched knuckles and his heartbeat betrayed the turbulent emotions raging within him!
The side hall of Fengzao Palace! The young lady is trapped there!
The ceremonial procession continued forward and soon passed through the woods.
Lin Ye maintained his guarding posture, but his mind was racing.
The fact that Eunuch Desheng dared to send a signal right under the emperor's nose shows that the situation was extremely critical!
The destination of the emperor's procession was most likely Fengzao Palace! He had to arrive before the emperor!
Where is the opportunity?
Lin Ye's gaze swept over the surroundings without making a sound.
The procession was large, but the speed of movement was not fast.
Not far ahead is a fork in the road leading to the Imperial Garden, where there are numerous artificial hills and pavilions, and the paths are intricate…
Just as the procession was about to cross the fork in the road, Lin Ye seemingly casually turned slightly to the side and whispered to another Imperial Guard colleague beside him, "Brother Zhang, I need to pee, I can't hold it anymore, I'll be right back!"
He pointed in the direction of the fork in the road, a embarrassed expression on his face.
His colleague, unsuspecting, grinned and waved, "Go and come back quickly! Don't miss your shift!"
Thanks!
Lin Ye responded as if granted a pardon, immediately broke away from the group, clutched his stomach, and hurriedly turned into the side road leading to the Imperial Garden.
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