Li Shan quickly rushed to Murong Jingwan's palace with a solemn expression. The emperor summoned him so urgently for today's matter. Could it be that the emperor had made a new discovery.
"Your Majesty! What orders do you have for your subordinates?" Li Shan quickly knelt down and said respectfully.
"Li Shan, immediately send the royal guards to guard the palaces of other concubines. What happened today must not happen again. If it happens again, you will come to see me." Xuan Ningxuan ordered word by word, his brows furrowed.
"I obey," Li Shan said firmly, with a thin layer of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. There is only one reason why Xuan Ningxuan gave such an order, and that is that what happened today will happen again.
If there are still concubines in the palace who are killed, there is indeed no need for him as the commander of the Royal Forest Army to exist.
"Xuan, do you think someone else in the palace is going to die?" Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningxuan worriedly. Today, Xuan Ningxuan's frown has not relaxed.
"No, I will protect you." Xuan Ningxuan hugged Murong Jingwan tightly, his frown still not relaxing.
Let Xuan Ningxuan hold her, Murong Jingwan was not as nervous as Xuan Ningxuan. If the murderer was really Xuan Ningyi, he would not kill anyone. If there were still concubines in the palace who died, things would become more and more complicated.
The more complex it is.
Xuan Ningxuan stayed with Murong Jingwan all day long. Only by truly holding Murong Jingwan in his arms could Xuan Ningxuan truly feel at ease. Jasmine's death cast a shadow in Xuan Ningxuan's heart, and also
It cast a shadow over the palace, and everyone in the palace was in danger.
The sky outside gradually darkened, and Xuan Ningxuan's heartbeat became faster and faster.
Murong Jingwan had been leaning in Xuan Ningxuan's arms and felt Xuan Ningxuan's heartbeat speeding up. She knew what Xuan Ningxuan was worried about, but she couldn't comfort him.
At some point, Caixia had lit a candle in the room, and the red candlelight kept swaying.
Murong Jingwan glanced at the night outside the window. It was getting late. She looked up at Xuan Ningxuan and said, "Xuan, I'm tired."
Xuan Ningxuan came to his senses and stood up with Murong Jingwan in his arms. Because he had been sitting for too long, his legs lost all feeling. Xuan Ningxuan stumbled and almost threw Murong Jingwan to the ground.
"Jingwan, I'm sorry, are you scared?" Xuan Ningxuan asked softly, enduring the soreness and numbness in his legs.
Murong Jingwan shook her head gently. She knew that even if Xuan Ningxuan fell to the ground, she would be held tightly in Xuan Ningxuan's arms. She was not afraid at all.
Xuan Ningxuan carried Murong Jingwan to the bedside, gently placed Murong Jingwan on the bed, and carefully covered her with a brocade quilt. Xuan Ningxuan did not go to bed, but chose to sit on the chair next to the bed.
When he came down, he couldn't sleep. He always felt that something happened tonight.
"Xuan, you're not sleeping." Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningxuan worriedly, and felt a pang of distress in her heart. All this happened because of her, but she couldn't even comfort Xuan Ningxuan.
"Jingwan, I am here to accompany you." Xuan Ningxuan gently tidied the messy hair on Murong Jingwan's forehead.
Murong Jingwan quickly closed her eyes. The only thing she could do was not to worry Xuan Ningxuan.
Although Murong Jingwan could not fall asleep, she still smelled like she was sleeping.
Listening to Murong Jingwan's sound of sleeping, Xuan Ningxuan turned around and walked to the window, looking up at the night outside the window.
The dark clouds cover the moon's light, making the night seem more quiet and scary. Tomorrow will not be a good weather.
Li Shan divided the imperial guards in the palace into three teams, one pair guarded Murong Jingwan's bedroom, the other two pairs guarded the bedrooms of Murong Jingshu and Nishang respectively, and Li Shan personally guarded outside Murong Jingshu's bedroom.
Nishang sat on the chair with a calm expression and looked out the window quietly. There was no moonlight tonight.
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid at all? There are rumors in the palace that the assassins are targeting all the emperor's concubines this time." The little palace maid was so frightened that she trembled all over. She didn't want to die, and was even more afraid of dying.
Nishang smiled faintly. Death was not terrible. After death, she would be free and would not have to endure the pain of missing her every day.
A strange gust of wind blew into the room through the window, and the candle light kept swaying and eventually went out.
The little palace maid screamed out in fear, ran to Nishang's side, hugged Nishang's arm tightly, and her whole body was trembling.
"Don't be afraid, aren't there imperial guards outside? The candle was just blown out by the wind." Nishang comforted her softly, fearing the little palace maid's back.
The imperial guards guarding outside the palace each held their swords in their hands, nervously paying attention to every move in the courtyard.
A dark shadow fell lightly in the courtyard, a dark veil covering the man's face.
The imperial guards drew their swords one after another and surrounded the man.
A very cold smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.
The sword was pulled out of its scabbard, flashing silver light in the dark night.
The man smiled slightly, and the people around him felt a strong sword energy attack, and before they could resist, they all fell to the ground.
The man's martial arts is so powerful that he can kill people with his sword energy. Looking at the world, no one can be the man's opponent.
The man retracted his sword, stepped over the body of the guard, and walked into Nishang's bedroom.
There was no darkness in the bedroom, but the man could still clearly see Nishang's calm face.
This woman's reaction was so calm, completely different from the woman he killed yesterday.
"Aren't you afraid?" the man asked coldly.
Nishang stood up slowly, with a gentle smile on her face. Afraid? Why be afraid? A person who is not even afraid of death has nothing to be afraid of.
"You have killed so many people, can you let the other eunuchs and maids in this palace go?" Nishang said pleadingly, standing sideways in front of the little maid.
The man shook his head, he never killed someone alive.
Nishang wanted to say something else, but a piece of white silk wrapped around her slender neck and suddenly hung her on the beam.
Before the little palace maid could scream, the man grabbed her throat. The man's hand tightened slightly, and dark red blood poured out of the palace maid's mouth.
Unlike Jasmine, Nishang did not struggle, but closed her eyes. She was already prepared to die.
The man looked thoughtfully at the neon clothes hanging on the beam, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.
He didn't want to kill anyone, but Xuan Ning Yita disappointed him, so he became a coward and lived in seclusion.
The man slowly walked out of Nishang's bedroom. The dark clouds had dispersed, and the bright light of the moon filled the entire courtyard. The courtyard was bright, and the ground was full of corpses of guards.
The man glanced disdainfully at the guards on the ground. The martial arts of the royal guards in the palace were nothing more than this. His martial arts was unmatched by anyone in the world. His entry and exit from the palace was even more uninhabitable, and no one could stop him.
