Chapter 85: The Accident (Bonus chapter for 4500 recommendation votes)

The bright moon is like water.

Lu Xiaofeng walked out from a door inscribed with the words "Death to those who trespass."

This was originally a restricted area of the Imperial Court, and those who usually came and went were high-ranking officials and dignitaries. But the person currently staying in the room was someone who absolutely should not have appeared.

——Ximen Chuixue.

Ximen Chuixue was resting in the room.

As for the reason, it was also very simple.

The four great guards, including Yin Xian, had also placed heavy bets on Ximen Chuixue, so naturally, they gave him special treatment, allowing him to conserve his energy so he could properly receive that move, "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens."

Lu Xiaofeng was Ximen Chuixue's only friend, so he had also been invited to see Ximen Chuixue, chat, and ease his tense spirit.

It was said that Lu Xiaofeng had even used his fingers to catch a move of "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens" from City Lord Ye, so if he could exchange insights with Ximen Chuixue, that would naturally be for the best.

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng would not do such a thing.

Because this was not only an insult to Lu Xiaofeng, but also an insult to Ximen Chuixue.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng shook his arms, his body like a flying phoenix, and he had already swept onto the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The roof of the great hall was paved with golden glazed tiles, and under the moonlight, it looked like a world of gold.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng got up there, he was stunned.

Because there were supposed to be only five people up here, but at a glance, he already saw thirteen or fourteen people, each of them wearing a color-changing ribbon.

Yin Xian appeared again; before Lu Xiaofeng could speak, he said, "I don't know what's going on either, I am quite puzzled myself."

Lu Xiaofeng looked toward the other side of the hall roof; the dashing Yu Liancheng was sitting on the ridge, holding a wine pot, drinking under the moon, looking incredibly carefree.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Did you ask that kid?"

Yin Xian shook his head and said, "I asked, but he doesn't know about this either."

Of course he didn't know.

Because he is her.

She is Gongsun Lan.

Gongsun Lan naturally did not know about the matter of treason and usurpation.

The reason she was dressed this way was that Yu Liancheng had asked her to disguise herself and enter the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

After all, Yu Liancheng was also a swordsman and could easily obtain a ribbon.

If he did not appear, he feared it would arouse quite a bit of suspicion.

Several other Imperial Palace experts also walked over, frowning, and began to discuss this matter.

"This kind of thing cannot be asked about in a few words, and now is not the time to get to the bottom of it."

"Then what should we do?"

"Strengthen the guard to prevent any changes. The guards and hidden sentries in this area must all be doubled; no one is allowed to move about at will."

"Old Fourth, you go and mobilize more men; if necessary, we might as well call out the guards from the Gate of Heavenly Purity and those who are off-duty inside. From now on, anyone can only leave, no one is allowed to enter."

"Fine, let's do that."

Watching the four great experts leave in a hurry, Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank slightly; he always felt that something bad would happen, as if a shadow were shrouding the entire Forbidden City.

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And on the other side.

Yu Liancheng and his party of several people had already arrived at the Southern Study where the Emperor was; the plan was going very smoothly.

Of course, the reason it was so smooth, without a single mistake, had to do with that eunuch who was like an old woman.

The eunuch was named Wang An, the General Manager in the Imperial Palace; he was castrated at seven and entered the palace at nine, always fawning and cautious.

When the current Emperor was still in the Eastern Palace, he had already treated Wang An as his trusted confidant.

And the reason Wang An would take such a risky action was that he not only liked to gamble but also liked to "whore."

He was a eunuch who was very good at "whoring."

A eunuch who liked both whoring and gambling naturally had high expenses and always had to find a source of income.

Perhaps the older people get, the more muddled they become.

He had done this thing completely wrong.

If the plan of substituting the victim failed, the current Emperor would certainly cut off his head.

And if it succeeded, Nanwang Shizi obviously would not let him go either.

Wang An was not a peerless expert like Yu Liancheng or Ximen Chuixue; wanting to make an old eunuch die silently was truly an easy thing.

"Good, good, good, you are all very good."

At this moment, in the Southern Study, the Emperor was sneering: "You used the duel between the two great swordsmen as an excuse to lure Wei Ziyun and the others away, just so it would be easier to kill me."

General Manager Wang sneered: "Just like people who love chess; when they hear two great masters are playing outside, they can't help but run out to watch."

The Emperor sneered: "Fortunately, there are still a few people by my side who are completely unmoved."

After these words were spoken, the wooden pillars on all sides creaked, hidden doors opened, and four people walked out.

These four people were less than three feet tall, and their appearances, clothing, and builds were exactly the same.

Especially their faces—small eyes, big noses, and sunken mouths—looked indescribably funny and ridiculous.

But if one had a little bit of knowledge, one could recognize these four as—the Yu brothers from Yunmen Mountain, Seven Star Hall, and Flying Fish Fortress.

These four brothers were born in the same litter; although they were not tall, the four of them shared the same mind, and by joining forces to use their family's Seven Star Sword, they might not be invincible under heaven, but there were not many who could break their sword technique.

Unfortunately, just as the brilliance of their four swords flowed and the starlight flickered, a streak of sword light flew in diagonally, like a startled swan or a lightning bolt, like a rainbow spanning the sky.

The sword light filled the air, intersecting; only "ding, ding, ding, ding" four sounds were heard, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword light filling the sky had already vanished.

The only thing that still had light was a single sword.

This sword of ancient and peculiar design.

This was, of course, not the sword of the Yu brothers.

The Yu brothers' swords had all snapped, and the Yu brothers themselves had all fallen.

The person who drew the sword was, of course, Ye Gucheng.

Under this peerless swordsman, the so-called Flying Fish Seven Star Sword seemed not worth mentioning.

"Are you Ye Gucheng?"

"Indeed, I am Ye Gucheng."

"You are a man of talent, why choose to be a thief?"

"The victor is king, the loser is a thief."

After a brief exchange with the young Emperor, the sword in Ye Gucheng's hand swung again, thrusting toward the Emperor.

The moon was full in the center of the sky.

The moon grew even rounder.

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers stirred in the autumn breeze, yet the fragrance was filled with a murderous aura.

The sword grew even colder.

The sword had already been thrust out.

Nanwang Shizi and General Manager Wang both revealed smiles.

Everything today had gone truly smoothly.

The other peerless swordsman had not even made a move, and everything was already concluded.

They seemed to see the scene of the young Emperor falling in a pool of blood, and they also seemed to see themselves sitting on the dragon throne or sitting upon mountains of gold and silver.

However, accidents always arrive.

Another flash of sword light thrust out, the sword momentum strange and evil, like a poisonous dragon, meeting Ye Gucheng's sword.

There are not many people in the world who can take a strike from Ye Gucheng's sword; they can be counted on one's fingers.

But this person who suddenly appeared was one of them.

Only a "clang" was heard, sparks flew in all directions, both sword lights dissipated simultaneously, and there was already one more person in the room.

This person was also dressed in snow-white robes.

His face was as handsome as if carved, his eyes sharp as a blade's edge.

The corners of his mouth were upturned, as if always carrying an indescribable mockery.

—Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu had actually appeared.

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