Granny Wu stepped forward menacingly, but she was no match for Biluo.
Biluo delivered a flying kick, sending her flying down the steps. She then leaped onto the table and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Disaster! General Song is a traitor! General Song is plotting a rebellion!"
The already chaotic situation became even more chaotic because of Biluo's shout.
Song Ziyu was stopped below the stage and forbidden from approaching the rear hall.
Nevertheless, the main duty of the Imperial Guards was to protect Emperor Jingyuan, so only one guard was sent to keep an eye on him temporarily.
The sounds of clashing swords could be heard from the back hall from time to time. As waves of guards poured in, Song Ziyu was extremely anxious.
It wasn't that he was worried about Emperor Jingyuan's safety, but rather that he was anxious that the Illusion Moon Sect would be subdued too quickly, thus losing his chance to make a contribution.
Taking advantage of the guards' inattention, he suddenly knocked one of them unconscious and ran towards the back hall.
But after running only two steps, a dull pain suddenly came from the back of his head.
A surge of heat flowed from the back of his head.
Song Ziyu slashed with his backhand, leaving a pool of blood.
His vision went black for a moment, and with his last bit of strength, he turned around and saw a strange woman holding a vase, her eyes wide open, staring at him with righteous indignation.
Song Ziyu: "..."
Before he fainted, he searched through his memories but couldn't figure out who the woman was.
Biluo quickly ran over and checked his injuries.
He simply fainted; there was no danger of him getting sick.
"Miss Xu," Biluo looked at Xu Shu with admiration, glancing at the vase in her hand, "You did this?"
"Yes, I went to the restroom just now, and when I came back in, I heard that he was plotting a rebellion."
She glanced at Biluo.
“I know you are Madam Jiang’s maid, so you would never lie.”
Xu Shu twisted her wrist, shouting "Protect the Emperor!" as she ran towards the back hall, holding the vase.
Biluo twitched her lips and quickly followed.
She had completed her mission and was very worried about Jiang Wan's safety.
At this moment, the spacious and magnificent rear hall was shrouded in smoke.
In the emergency, the Imperial Guards escorted Emperor Jingyuan and the Empress into the inner palace, and Pei Tang pulled her in with them.
Pei Tang was just next to her.
Later, Pei Tang, wielding a nine-section whip, got into a fight with the people of the Illusion Moon Sect and became separated from her.
Jiang Wan had no time to worry about Pei Tang.
Pei Tang still possesses martial arts skills, and with visibility obstructed in the hall, she must prioritize protecting herself.
Jiang Wan touched the bracelet on her wrist, warily scanning her surroundings.
The bracelet contained a poisoned needle, which she could use for self-defense.
The Phantom Moon Cult is small in number and will be captured by the Imperial Guard sooner or later. Right now, they are just using smoke to confuse the public and buy time.
She found a corner pillar, leaned against it, and hid.
Today she deliberately dressed simply, all in light colors, making her extremely inconspicuous and easy to hide.
While listening to the sounds around him, he recalled what Yun Su had just said.
What does she mean by calling Emperor Jingyuan's throne "stolen"?
Jiang Wan was not very familiar with the affairs of the previous dynasty, but everyone in the Dayong Dynasty knew that although Emperor Jingyuan was not the crown prince, his succession was made in accordance with the decree left by the previous emperor, so there was no question of "stealing".
She frowned.
Looking back on the ways the Illusion Moon Cult has always acted, it is indeed somewhat strange.
There are many gangs in the martial arts world that plot rebellion, but most of them are just using their reputation to deceive the people and amass wealth, and they will disappear without a trace in a few years.
The Illusion Moon Cult is the longest-surviving.
Despite the imperial court dispatching a large force, it was never able to completely wipe them out.
It is evident that its leader is a man of great vision and strategic thinking.
Most importantly, the Moon Cultists are extremely loyal.
Just like today's assassination attempt, it was destined to be a one-way trip. In his previous life, Yun Su led several followers to commit suicide in prison without revealing a single word, truly a suicide squad.
The fact that such a seemingly fragile woman could be so resolute shows that she held firm to her beliefs and had a strong will.
The Illusion Moon Cult should not be underestimated.
It seems that after leaving the palace, we should have Shi Xu investigate their background.
Jiang Wan was making plans in her mind, unaware of the faint sound coming from beside her.
A sharp sword suddenly pierced through her, heading straight for her chest.
The sword light was extremely fast; only a flash of cold light was seen.
Jiang Wan opened her eyes slightly.
Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist as a pair of arms pulled her closer.
In a dizzying moment, he landed on a strong, lean chest.
Jiang Wan's back was pressed against his chest, so she couldn't see his face, but she could vaguely sense that he was a rather tall man, and his slightly heavy breathing fell on her ear.
Her whole body was tense, her fingers quietly touching the bracelet, ready to press it at any moment.
"Don't move."
The person behind him suddenly spoke, their voice as clear as a secluded valley.
"It's me."
Jiang Wan's breath hitched: "Pei Xuan?"
She relaxed abruptly, completely unaware that she was addressing Pei Xuan by his given name so naturally.
Pei Xuan responded in a low voice, but did not let go.
He leaned against the pillar, seemingly defending against enemies on the other side, while holding Jiang Wan protectively in front of him with one hand.
Jiang Wan felt slightly embarrassed and shifted slightly, but the arm around her waist tightened even more.
“Danger,” Pei Xuan said.
A cool breeze brushed past her ear, and Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
She didn't move again.
The white mist obscured their vision, and they didn't know where a hidden weapon might come from. Hesitation at this time would only add unnecessary risks to the two of them.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Wan asked softly. "How is the Empress? And the Princess..."
"They're all fine."
Pei Xuandao.
"The leader of the cultists has been captured, and the Imperial Guards are checking all parts of the hall. Father Emperor suffered minor injuries, and Tang'er is protecting Mother Empress. He is no longer in danger."
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