Eunuch Xu’s eyes widened, his face stiffened, and his entire body fell straight backward, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The archers were stunned, their minds blank. It took them a moment to react.
Eunuch Xu, an Imperial Guard Master, had been killed instantly!!
Who was this woman?
The captain of the archers stared in horror. With Eunuch Xu dead, His Majesty would surely be furious, and none of them would survive.
This woman had to be killed to appease the Imperial Wrath.
“Audacious assassin! Men, fire your arrows—”
As he witnessed the sudden scene before him, his pupils dilated sharply, and his heart felt as if it had been seized, nearly stopping.
The person had vanished right before his eyes.
Vanished!
In the dead of night, even the rustling of leaves carried an indescribable eeriness.
“Where… where is she?”
A sudden voice sounded from behind his ear, accompanied by a chilling breeze that sent shivers down his spine.
“Are you looking for me?”
“Ah! A ghost!”
The archers were so frightened they could barely hold their bows steady.
Before they could react, Jiang Wanyue’s dagger had already pierced their throats.
Over a dozen men were killed in less than ten seconds.
She smoothed her wind-tousled long hair, her gaze unwavering as she stepped over the corpses as if walking on flat ground.
She patted Eunuch Xu’s body but found not a single copper coin.
Pursing her lips, she spat, “Pah, cheapskate.”
She kicked his face a few times. The last person who tried to kill her now had weeds growing tall over their grave.
The only setback in her life had been Li Zheng, whom she had managed to kill with explosives even as she lay dying.
She searched the other archers’ bodies but still found nothing.
“What bad luck.”
Noticing the bows and arrows scattered on the ground, she observed that they were exquisitely crafted, likely used on the battlefield, with sharp arrows and long range.
“These aren’t bad.”
She stored them in her space, certain they would come in handy later.
Before her death in her previous life, she had raided an arsenal. But in this era, bullets were a non-renewable resource—each one used was one less, so she had to be frugal.
With a wave of her hand, she also stored the corpses, planning to dump them in a foul ditch later.
She dusted off her hands and climbed back into the carriage.
The person inside had fallen unconscious at some point, with deep, bone-exposing wounds still bleeding. Without timely treatment, death was certain.
Jiang Wanyue’s fair hand reached into the black-clad man’s waist, and as expected, she found nothing.
Of course, why would an assassin carry money or anything identifying on a mission?
“What a loss. Huh? What’s this?”
From the man’s chest, she pulled out an ornate pouch, bright red with golden thread embroidering a lotus flower.
Opening the pouch, she found a small black-gold stone inside, smooth and glowing faintly in the darkness.
Suddenly, she sensed a surge of powerful energy emanating from the stone, reminiscent of a Zombie Crystal Core.
The energy from the stone seeped into her body through her palm, and her previously dormant superpower began to stir.
She couldn’t help but gasp.
“This… ancient times actually have energy stones that can enhance superpowers!”
This was wonderful.
Previously, she had stored many Zombie Crystal Cores in her space, but she had been reluctant to use them.
They were reserved as sustenance for her space.
Compared to enhancing her superpower, the existence of her space was more important.
She cast an indifferent glance at the unconscious black-clad man. For now, she couldn’t kill him.
When she wakes up, I'll see if I can ask about the origin of the energy stone.
Placing the black-gold stone in the space warehouse alongside the Zombie Crystal Core, she felt quite pleased.
She reached out and patted the other person's face.
"Lucky you ran into me, otherwise, you'd be dead for sure."
Tearing off the other's face covering, Jiang Wanyue froze.
"Lu Sichen?"
This handsome face was almost engraved in the original host's bones, a source of painful, unrequited love.
Jiang Wanyue smiled.
All that talk about a gentleman as flawless as jade, a peerless young master, the Young Marquis of the Marquis Manor being like an immortal descended to earth… it was all just this man's surface.
Patting his face, she said, "I've taken your consultation fee, so I'll reluctantly save your life. No need to thank me."
The key was still wanting to learn the origin of the Black Gold Stone from him.
She took out a flashlight, scalpel, scissors, gauze, anesthetic, and other items from her space.
Although it wasn't the best time to save someone, and there might still be assassins coming.
But if Lu Sichen before her wasn't treated soon, he would really be done for.
Using the scissors, she cut open his night suit, leaving his upper body bare.
The firm, taut muscles flowed in smooth lines, and Jiang Wanyue stared straight at them.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a great physique. No wonder the original host was willing to drug him just to sleep with him.
She wanted to sleep with him too.
She quickly shook her head.
Ugh, how could she be thinking about men at a time like this? No, she had to hurry with the surgery.
Thinking this, her hand still couldn't resist giving Lu Sichen's body a feel.
The texture was really good.
More than ten minutes passed, and the carriage was surrounded again, this time by several squads. The soldiers looked even better equipped than the previous group.
Inner Palace Guards.
They wore armor and carried long swords, with crossbows in hand, exuding a sharp, murderous aura.
One of them inspected the ground, his expression grim.
"Sir, it's human blood."
At these words, they drew their crossbows fully, ready to shoot anyone in the carriage at any moment.
Jiang Wanyue was truly speechless.
Fortunately, the wound had already been sutured, and she had fed him some Dimensional Spirit Fruit. Now, covering her face, she stepped out.
"Officers, save me…"
She trembled all over, and as she stepped down from the carriage, her legs gave way, causing her to fall to the ground. She cried pitifully, as if terrified.
"Why is it a woman?"
Zhao Jianqiang frowned. "What happened here?"
Jiang Wanyue raised her hand to wipe her tears. "This humble woman was divorced by her husband's family and was on her way back to her parents' home. It was getting late on the road, so I planned to sleep here and set off early tomorrow morning…"
As she spoke, her body trembled, and she cried even more pitifully.
"But then, in the middle of the night, I heard fighting. A group of officers was chasing and trying to kill a man in black…"
Zhao Jianqiang took a sudden step forward. "Where is he?"
Jiang Wanyue shook her head weakly.
"I was so scared, I hid inside the carriage and didn't dare come out. Only when the fighting stopped did I… dare to come out and look. By then, there was no one left."
Just as Zhao Jianqiang was about to say something, an officer beside him reminded him.
"Sir, this woman is lying. If she really encountered Eunuch Xu chasing that assassin, how could she still be alive?"
This matter was too serious—Eunuch Xu would never leave any witnesses alive.
Zhao Jianqiang glared fiercely at the man. "Do I need you to remind me?"
The officer gritted his teeth and stepped back, feeling extremely annoyed.
That damned Zhao Jianqiang, good for nothing, spending his days chasing cats and dogs, eating, drinking, and having fun. He only got his position as captain of the guard through family connections, and he really thinks he's something great?