Liang Zhu broke into a cold sweat, and his three-tenths drunkenness vanished instantly!
How could there be an assassin inside the Imperial Palace?
Had the Empress sent black-clad Guards to kill him to silence him?
Or was Long Baitian impatient to take his life?
The Black-clad Assassin was not tall, with distinct curves to her figure. She seemed to be a woman.
Then, seeing the assassin’s clumsy appearance, Liang Zhu understood: Could it be Xiao Yanzhi?
【Mission Prompt】Daily Random Mission, target: Do not let the Princess discover Xiao Meiyue.
【Mission Prompt】Mission Reward: One gold treasure chest.
【Mission Prompt】mission failure: The Princess will expose the host’s crime to the Empress.
Xiao Meiyue looked at Liang Zhu’s dazed expression and asked, “Why did you stop talking?”
Liang Zhu pointed outside the window. “There’s an assassin!”
An assassin?
Xiao Meiyue was so frightened that her complexion turned deathly pale, and she bent down to crawl under the bed.
Liang Zhu, however, remained unhurried. He hid Xiao Meiyue’s wine cup and chopsticks, then poured himself a drink.
Faint footsteps came from outside the window. Immediately afterward, with a ripping sound, the window paper was pierced with a huge hole!
The hole was as large as a bowl.
The Princess, who wanted to peek inside, extended one finger, her gaze extremely awkward.
Liang Zhu screamed in panic, “Help! There’s an assassin!”
The Princess immediately sprang into action. Raising her sword, she hacked the window apart with a series of clanging blows, then jumped into the room.
Liang Zhu’s heart bled. This old man’s new house had been ruined by this little girl.
The masked Princess swung her sword and began another round of hacking.
Clang! The tea table was chopped to pieces by the Princess as well.
Seeing that things were not right, Liang Zhu turned and ran.
No matter what, he first had to lure the Princess out of this room.
However, the Princess tripped over the broken pieces of furniture!
The Princess fell on the spot, and the precious sword in her hand flew toward beneath the bed with a whoosh.
The precious sword clattered down in front of Xiao Meiyue, frightening her into a scream.
The Princess discovered a deathly pale “female ghost” beneath the bed, and she screamed in fright as well.
Liang Zhu screamed even louder: 【System Prompt】mission failure!
The Princess climbed up from the floor. “Little Pillar, why is there someone beneath your bed?”
Liang Zhu said, “Her Highness the Princess, I can explain…”
The Princess shouted angrily, “explain your dead man’s head! Come on, follow me to Older Sister and explain everything!”
As she spoke, the Princess grabbed Liang Zhu by the hair and dragged him toward the Empress’s imperial bedchamber.
It was the middle of the night, and most of the palace maids and eunuchs were resting.
The guards hiding in plain sight and in the shadows saw that it was Princess Roufu, the Little Demoness, and prudently hid themselves without showing their faces.
Thus, the Princess reached the imperial bedchamber without obstruction. With a bang, she kicked open the gate. “Older Sister, come out quickly! I caught a flower thief!”
Liang Zhu was utterly depressed.
This mission failure had truly offended someone he could not afford to offend.
On the broad dragon bed, Xiao Yanran sat up, still bleary-eyed with sleep.
Behind the Empress, several female guards with grim gazes had already drawn their swords and sabers.
Xiao Yanran waved her hand, signaling the guards to withdraw.
Liang Zhu stole a glance at the Empress and saw her sitting at the edge of the bed, the light gauze of her nightgown swaying slightly.
The Princess chattered as she recounted what had happened, while the Empress listened with a calm gaze.
Her gaze was somewhat languid, but there was no anger in it.
However, when the Empress heard that Xiao Meiyue had been hiding beneath Liang Zhu’s bed, she could not help frowning.
“You may withdraw for now!” the Empress said to the Princess. “You are already sixteen years old. Stop behaving like a child and fooling around all day!”
The Princess was rather depressed. She glared at Liang Zhu, then turned and left.
The Empress looked coldly at Liang Zhu, causing cold sweat to break out behind his back.
“Tell me, why was Xiao Meiyue in your room?” the Empress said indifferently. “Was it as the Princess said, that the two of you were doing something improper?”
Liang Zhu hurriedly stressed, “Your Majesty, I am a eunuch!”
The Empress said indifferently, “If you were not a eunuch, you would already be dead by now! Speak. What were you and Xiao Meiyue discussing?”
Liang Zhu declared righteously, “We were discussing how to kill Long Baitian!”
Xiao Meiyue was escorted into the imperial bedchamber by two guards and heard this sentence the moment she entered.
The poor Palace Lady Official fainted on the spot.
“Do you think I do not want to kill Long Baitian?” The Empress was not angry. She said somewhat wearily, “Long Baitian commands fifty thousand Imperial Guards. He has many confidants, and he himself is a top martial arts master. How could he be so easy to kill?” Tianlai Novel Network
Liang Zhu said loudly, “But he is still only one person! No matter how high his skill, he cannot withstand a kitchen knife. We can arrange a group of imperial palace guards, and when he comes, we can hack him to death with our swords and sabers! Once Long Baitian dies, his confidants will be leaderless. How would they dare start a rebellion?”
The Empress pondered for a moment. “What you said does make some sense. It seems I was too hesitant before!”
Xiao Yanran sat at the edge of the bed and thought for a long while. When she looked up, Liang Zhu was still standing there, watching her.
The Empress was furious inside, but a faint smile appeared on her face. “What? Do you want to stay and attend my bedchamber?”
Hearing the Empress’s shy yet angry words, Liang Zhu turned and ran.
After running out of the imperial bedchamber, Liang Zhu wiped away a bead of cold sweat.
That had truly been an escape from death.
Judging from the Empress’s expression, she really intended to kill Long Baitian.
Recalling Long Baitian’s intimidating appearance, Liang Zhu decided not to involve himself in this immortal-level clash.
The next day, before Liang Zhu had even gotten out of bed, someone knocked on the door outside.
Liang Zhu rubbed his eyes and climbed up. After opening the door, his eyes immediately lit up.
Outside stood a female guard wearing light armor, her beautiful appearance carrying a hint of heroic freshness.
The guard’s light armor was the court’s standard uniform. The difference was that the female guard wore two heart-protecting mirrors, which were bowl-shaped armor plates.
The armor below was a battle armor skirt, comparatively more attractive and convenient.
A status plaque hung from the female guard’s waist, bearing the words, “Imperial Front Seventh-Rank Saber-Wielding guard Chuchu.”
Liang Zhu looked at her in Bewilderment. “Dear, what are you doing coming to my place so early in the morning?”
Chuchu slowly drew the saber at her waist. “I came to kill you!”