Su Zhen ignored the strict guards and sneaked into the palace without anyone noticing.
She found a secluded place and hid in the dark. When two chamberlains passed by, she jumped out of the darkness and knocked one of them unconscious. At the same time, she grabbed the other's throat behind her back and used her spiritual power to change her voice.
Then he asked, "Where is Princess Jingyao's palace!"
"Bold! Who are you? Breaking into the palace without permission is a capital offense!"
Su Zhen's eyes were cold, and her hands increased strength, "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me! Where does Jingyao live?"
The waiter's neck was pinched so much that it hurt, showing red marks. The air was sucked out bit by bit, and his brain was dizzy. It seemed that he was only one step away from real death.
"Spare your life! Hero, spare your life! I said...I said..."
Su Zhen loosened her grip, and the chamberlain dressed in rough clothes said, "Princess Jingyao lives in Shuyue Palace, near the queen's bedroom."
After he finished speaking, Su Zhen struck him on the back of the neck with her palm. The moment the chambermaid fell to the ground, she dodged and left the place.
Following the direction of the queen's dormitory in her memory, she quickly found Shuyue Palace.
Princess Jingyao was greatly favored by the emperor and the empress, and she was even more favored by the empress dowager. The palace she lived in was luxurious and luxurious, not even Concubine Yu could compare with it.
The golden glazed tiles look dark in the night, palace lanterns are hung high, and candlelight jumps and sways. The palace walls are carved with white jade, paved with red gold stone, sandalwood as beams, and pearls as curtains.
Su Zhen flew over the high wall and landed steadily in the courtyard. There were many exotic flowers and plants planted in the courtyard. The plants were tall and tall, the branches and leaves were green, and the flowers moved with the wind. Su Zhen sniffed and found that the fragrance of the flowers was no different.
In the center of the courtyard is a clear spring in a lotus pond, with a layer of green duckweed floating on the water, drifting with the current.
Su Zhen hid behind the wooden pillar and happened to see the palace ladies walking out of the corridor carrying basins of blood and water. They walked in a hurry, as if they were afraid of being seen by outsiders.
He silently recited the invisibility spell, affixed an invisibility charm to himself, and walked past the palace people openly and honestly.
When she arrived at the main hall of Shuyue Hall, there were mixed sounds inside, as if there were many people there.
"You guys move faster! Stop the bleeding quickly!" This urgent voice came from Jingyao.
"Your Highness Princess, don't panic. The slaves are trying their best, but the wounds are getting deeper and deeper and the bleeding is not stopping. How about I ask the imperial doctor to come over?"
"No! None of you are allowed to speak out about what happened tonight. You should all keep your mouths shut!"
"Yes, slave, I obey."
Su Zhen looked around, walked to the coral door and window, and quietly opened a gap. She saw Shang Jingyao and the palace people anxiously surrounding the bed in the inner hall. There seemed to be a person lying on the bed, but her angle was just right so that she couldn't see it.
Is this the woman in red who fought with them in the illusion just now?
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and butterflies glowing with yellow fluorescent light flew into the inner hall through the cracks in the window.
After the sounds of falling to the ground and exclamations were heard one after another from inside, Su Zhen pushed open the window, grabbed the edge of the window with one hand, bent her legs and jumped sideways into the hall.
The floor of Shuyue Hall is made of spar, and when Su Zhen walks on it, her figure is clearly reflected, and the sound of her footsteps is extremely eye-catching in this gorgeous and silent hall.
Su Zhen's invisibility charm had expired. She concentrated and held her breath, not daring to be careless at all.
The candlelight in the hall was dim. Su Zhen, dressed in a blue official uniform, walked slowly, and the shadow behind her gradually lengthened. Behind her right hand, the fingers were slightly bent, and a silvery dagger appeared in her hand. The dagger was engraved with
Black cloud patterns, with blood red light spots flickering in the lines.
When she crossed the door of the inner hall and opened the bead curtain, as expected, the palace ladies fell to the ground, and the smell of blood entered the tip of her nose. Ignoring the extremely luxurious decoration in the hall, Su Zhen focused on the
Within the blue tent, a cherry-red light was shining.
This power seems familiar to her!
Su Zhen suddenly took a few steps forward and opened the gauze curtain. As expected, lying inside was the mute slave whom she had met several times before.
Blood was constantly gushing out from the back of her hand, and the wound that had healed yesterday worsened and festered, even spreading to her arm. The hideous wound was really scary.
"Why is this so? Even if her injury heals slowly, it will not get worse!"
The mute slave on the bed had a pale face. She was obviously seriously injured, but she showed no sign of pain. She was so calm that people thought she was simply falling asleep.
Su Zhen was silent in front of the bed. Not only did she not want to heal the mute slave, she suddenly raised her right hand. Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce the mute slave's arm, a clear and sweet female voice sounded behind her.
"Su Zhen! Stop!"
The corners of Su Zhen's lips curled up, and she looked sideways from the corner of her eyes, only to see Princess Jingyao, who was supposed to be sleeping, standing up on the carpet.
But Su Zhen's hand didn't stop. She turned around and placed it on the mute slave's slender and tender neck. She turned her head and threatened, "Princess, where is Li Jieyu?"
"Su Shaoqing, how could I know the whereabouts of Li Jieyu! Be careful and don't hurt the mute slave."
Jingyao seemed to want to calm Su Zhen's emotions, but in comparison, Su Zhen, who was in a rage, was much calmer than she who pretended to be calm.
"I don't want to talk nonsense to you, tell me quickly, where are you hiding Li Jieyu?! If she dares to hurt my people again, I will definitely let them all become my souls!"
Jingyao was used to seeing Su Zhen with faces that were either shameless, indifferent, tough, or righteous, but she had never seen such a bloody and cold look in her eyes. But when she thought that the mute slave could die at any time under Su Zhen's dagger.
Next, his eyes immediately became moist, "Su Zhen! Su Shaoqing, let go of the mute slave first! She is injured, she is about to die! I really don't know where Li Jieyu is! What else do you want to know, I
I told you, please don’t hurt her, okay!”
Su Zhen did not believe Jingyao's words and stretched out her hand to feel for the mute slave's pulse. At this moment, a small red snake spitting out letters suddenly emerged from the mute slave's wound. Su Zhen was unable to dodge and was bitten directly.
The toxin quickly flowed into Su Zhen's blood, causing her whole body to become paralyzed and unable to move.
The little cherry-red snake had purple dandelion patterns on its body. Su Zhen only saw the little snake and the mute slave open their eyes at the same time. Then, all the strength in her body was suddenly withdrawn. She closed her eyes weakly, and her body seemed to be light.
, weak and powerless. She seemed to be sinking and falling endlessly, but she couldn't control it.
Her consciousness gradually awakened, but she had no idea where she was. Her eyelids were heavy and she could not open her eyes. Her ears were so quiet that she could hear every sound, not even the faint wind.
She tried hard to mobilize the spiritual power in her body, but found that her Yuan Dan was missing.
Panic, fear, and helplessness spread infinitely in her heart... and finally she returned to peace and tranquility.
'Master Su, don't persuade others to be generous without having to suffer others' hardships.'
The disembodied voice seemed to come from the woman in red.