Everyone thought that the Phantom Moon Cult had all been captured, and the Imperial Guards were guarding the palace gates, with no other guards nearby.
The sight of the empress's sharp spikes on the soft chair startled her, causing her to scream and cover her mouth.
Pei Tang and Pei Xuan reacted even faster and rushed over immediately.
But the palace maid's position was right next to the bed, extremely close to Emperor Jingyuan.
No matter how fast she moved, she couldn't stop the dagger in her hand.
The only person separating Emperor Jingyuan from her was Jiang Wan.
In a flash, Jiang Wan's eyes flickered, and she stretched out her arms to block Emperor Jingyuan.
She was not so loyal as to be willing to die for her monarch.
It's not that her position is awkward.
With the assassin in front and Emperor Jingyuan behind, if she were to dodge now, regardless of whether Emperor Jingyuan was injured or not, he would inevitably be angered.
She would lose the emperor's favor, and all her previous efforts would be in vain.
Rather than that, it's better to fight to the death.
Jiang Wan had no choice.
She resolutely stood in front of Emperor Jingyuan.
As several gasps rang out in the hall, the palace maid plunged the dagger into Jiang Wan's chest.
The next instant, she was kicked away by Pei Xuanfei.
The palace maid coughed up a mouthful of blood, but her movements were extremely nimble. She rolled over the window and disappeared.
Emperor Jingyuan, recovering from his shock, roared, "Chase her! Bring her back to me!"
Pei Xuanze caught Jiang Wan and turned around, saying coldly, "Imperial Physician!"
His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and his face was terrifyingly cold.
"Your Highness," Jiang Wan suddenly spoke, her voice unusually calm, "I'm fine."
"Sister Jiang, please don't speak, you..."
Pei Tang's eyes turned red with anxiety, and she burst into tears.
The next moment, Jiang Wan reached out and gently took the dagger from her chest.
“This is…” Pei Tang was stunned. He flipped up Jiang Wan’s collar, and his eyes suddenly lit up. “It’s a golden silk armor!”
Golden silk armor, impervious to swords and spears.
A dagger couldn't harm her in the slightest.
The Empress breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling both delighted and frightened. She took Jiang Wan's hand and said, "Good child, you really scared me just now."
Emperor Jingyuan was also deeply moved.
Just as the dagger was thrust at him, he even felt that he was doomed.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wan, a delicate woman, would be so brave as to stand in front of him.
Having survived the ordeal, Emperor Jingyuan was filled with complex emotions.
He patted Jiang Wan on the shoulder, his eyes filled with emotion: "Good child, thanks to you, otherwise I would have been..."
Jiang Wan kowtowed.
"Your Majesty, please be careful with your words. You are blessed with great fortune and divine protection. Even without my wife, you would surely have escaped danger."
She showed no intention of seeking credit, and her words immediately put Emperor Jingyuan at ease, making his gaze soften even more.
The Empress smiled with satisfaction: "You have such a sweet tongue. Do you know how dangerous it was just now? If you hadn't happened to be wearing golden armor, you wouldn't be standing here speaking now."
Jiang Wan smiled gently.
"Your Majesty has shown me divine favor, and I should repay it with my life."
She looked out the window and said softly.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your Majesty has countless subjects, but Heaven has chosen me alone to shield Your Majesty from calamity. It is my good fortune."
Jiang Wan smiled faintly, her eyes lowered quietly.
Now is not the time for humility.
Now that she has made a contribution, she should make the most of it.
Emperor Jingyuan didn't think much of it at first, but after she reminded him, he remembered the old story of the Jade Rabbit Fairy appearing in Jiang Wan's dream when the plague broke out in the capital.
He always held the belief in gods and Buddhas in awe.
Now that Jiang Wan has brought it up again, putting the two matters together, Emperor Jingyuan agrees even more.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, people worship the moon goddess and the rabbit god.
Perhaps it really was the Jade Rabbit Fairy appearing in her spirit, which is why she appeared in Jiang Wan's body and saved her life.
Otherwise, according to custom, Jiang Wan should be sitting at the Song family's table. How could it be such a coincidence that she is sitting at the same table as Tang'er today?
That's when they entered the inner hall together, and she happened to take a knife for him.
One coincidence is just a coincidence, but when many coincidences come together, it can only be the will of Heaven.
Emperor Jingyuan raised his head, and the way he looked at Jiang Wan changed.
"Good child, you are the lucky star of my Great Yong. I will reward you for your merits another day."
The most important thing right now is to deal with those traitors!
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, an assassin infiltrated the palace's night banquet.
It was the Illusion Moon Cult, which he hated the most.
This is something Emperor Jingyuan absolutely cannot tolerate!
Emperor Jingyuan treated his wounds briefly and then led the group back to the front hall.
After this incident, the officials were all filled with trepidation and waited in front of the palace, none of them daring to leave.
The matriarch stood in the crowd, looking at Jiang Wan on the high platform.
Seeing her standing intimately beside the Empress and Pei Tang, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
What a pity.
Are those people from the Illusion Moon Sect useless? They couldn't even kill a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts!
The matriarch glanced at the unconscious Song Ziyu, her heart filled with resentment.
It's one thing that Jiang Wan is alright, but even Zi Yu failed to make any contribution, so all that planning was for nothing!
Feeling frustrated, she spoke to Gu Yurong, who was standing to the side with tattered clothes and sobbing.
"Stop crying! Isn't it chaotic enough already?"
Gu Yurong dared not make a sound. Her body was covered in wounds, and she covered her forehead with a handkerchief, from which blood seeped.
She bit her lip, her face turning pale with pain.
"Fool," the matriarch muttered under her breath, "It's all your own fault!"
The assassin caused chaos at the banquet, but the people from the Illusion Moon Sect were all after Emperor Jingyuan; no one was targeting the officials or women.
But Gu Yurong was so frightened that she ran around in a panic.
Because she was dressed up in her finest clothes today, with a head full of precious jewelry and complicated attire, she was unable to move easily and tripped over the table leg after running a few steps.
In a crisis, who cares about her life or death?
Countless people trampled over it, and it ended up looking like this.
Gu Yurong was in a sorry state, and when she saw Jiang Wan, who was unharmed on the high platform, a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes, and she had the same thoughts as the old lady.
hateful.
Didn't all those assassins rush into the inner palace? How come Jiang Wan is safe and sound!
That bitch is really lucky!
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