Hai Shi (亥时), which is 10 PM.
After sending "Chu Chu" home, He Yunxiao arrived at the palace gate, intending to enter the palace to find Nan Zhu's wife to take her medicine.
The night was cool, but He Yunxiao was so excited to learn that he could finally be separated from Chu Chu that he couldn't contain his excitement. Even in the cool of the night, he was still burning with excitement.
His emotions were also unusually high.
Good evening, brothers!
He Yunxiao greeted the palace guards excitedly. Because they were so familiar with each other, he didn't even take out the Golden Feather Token before walking straight into the palace.
To the guards, He Yunxiao, who came every day, was a familiar face. Normally, they wouldn't even bother to check his Golden Feather Token, but today the guard leader called He Yunxiao over.
"Young Master He, please show me your entry permit or token."
He Yunxiao was taken aback for a moment, then cooperated by taking out the Golden Feather Token for the guards to check.
After the guards checked it and confirmed that it was correct, they returned the Golden Feather Token to He Yunxiao.
"Is it done?" He Yunxiao asked.
"alright."
He Yunxiao turned and walked into the palace.
“Young Master He,” the guard said.
He Yunxiao turned his head and asked in a questioning tone, "What's wrong?"
The guard said, "Young master, there is something I'm not sure if I should say."
"Then I won't talk about it anymore." He Yunxiao waved his hand.
"Oh, young master, wait a moment. It's already past midnight, and most of the people in the palace are asleep. It's not appropriate for you to enter the palace at this time."
He Yunxiao thought about it and agreed. It was unacceptable for them to openly run to the inner palace in the middle of the night all the time.
Is the Qi Kingdom's harem the Emperor's harem, or is it my harem, He Yunxiao's harem?
"Ahem. You're right, I'll come again tomorrow."
He Yunxiao swaggered back into the Marquis's carriage and loudly told Ma Dekuai, "Let's head back home!"
Ma De quickly asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are we really going back?"
He Yunxiao also whispered, "Go back? Go back my ass. Pretend to go back first, then quietly walk around the palace walls. I, cough cough, I'll find a chance to climb over."
“Dere!” Ma De said happily.
Once the young master fails to infiltrate and is discovered by the guards, and is then chased by palace experts, I can show off my driving skills again and take the young master for a race!
He Yunxiao looked at Ma De happily humming a little tune, somewhat puzzled.
What's going on? Did your wife give birth? You seem so happy.
The Marquis's carriage traveled along the palace wall for several miles without finding any flaws.
In the stillness of the night, He Yunxiao's hearing was sharper than usual.
He could clearly hear the footsteps of two groups of soldiers. One group was patrolling outside the palace walls, and the other was patrolling inside the palace walls. The two groups were patrolling the same area, interlocking like teeth. In other words, whenever there were no soldiers patrolling outside the palace walls, there were definitely soldiers patrolling inside.
Assuming I could take advantage of the soldiers outside the wall being off guard and use my agility to scale the wall, I would certainly be spotted by the patrolling soldiers inside. This plan is not feasible.
He Yunxiao sensed the martial arts cultivation of this group of patrolling soldiers outside the wall. Most of them were between the second and fourth ranks, belonging to martial artists with some skill and internal strength. The leader was stronger, at the sixth rank.
However, a soldier's combat strength cannot be directly equated to their cultivation level. This is because soldiers wear armor, wield sharp blades, and are specifically trained in hand-to-hand combat techniques. Armor provides a significant boost at lower levels; a third-rank soldier wearing armor can fight against fifth or sixth-rank warriors, and some exceptionally strong individuals can even defeat seventh-rank martial artists.
A sixth-rank soldier in armor possesses combat prowess at least equivalent to a seventh-rank soldier. A skilled and elite soldier, even in the finest armor, can defeat an eighth-rank martial artist. However, an eighth-rank soldier in armor is no match. An eighth-rank soldier is no match for a ninth-rank martial artist; at most, they are slightly more durable than an ordinary eighth-rank soldier.
If He Yunxiao were to force his way in, he could easily succeed with his ninth-rank cultivation. However, if he did, it would be a huge fuss, and it wouldn't be worth risking being beheaded for the antidote to the Soul-Devouring Pill.
He told Ma De to stop the car immediately. He Yunxiao got out and tested his enhanced lightness skill with all his might, and then estimated the distance from the nearby houses to the palace wall.
Two breaths. Just two breaths and you can get to the other side of the wall.
"Damn it! Want to race?"
Ma Dekuai's eyes lit up.
"think."
"Alright, in a moment, listen to my command. When I wave my hand, you rush past that group of soldiers. Run as fast as you can, and make sure they all curse you."
"Don't worry, young master," Ma De said confidently, patting his chest. "I guarantee they'll all curse my ancestors for eighteen generations."
He Yunxiao: ...
That's incredibly filial piety. (cascoo.net)
Once in position, He Yunxiao raised his arm and waved, and Ma De, who was in the distance, immediately drove over.
The two fine horses of the Marquis's carriage, with their eight iron hooves, pounded the bluestone ground like a waterfall, making a series of crackling sounds. The carriage was moving so fast that the wheels of the rear carriage had already spun out of sight.
The patrolling soldiers were all:
"I, Cao **********"
"I'm going to **********"
"I'll fuck your ass!"
"I'll fuck your ass!"
Taking advantage of the cover of Ma De's fast carriage rushing past, He Yunxiao used his superb lightness skill to conceal his figure, moving stealthily close to the ground, like a moving shadow under the moonlight.
In the first breath, He Yunxiao had reached the foot of the palace wall; in the second breath, his cloth boots landed on top of the wall. Then, with a slight leap, he landed with an extremely faint thud, successfully entering the palace.
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