C68 (1/2)

”Drag him out and kill him!” Feng Luanqing ignored the Palace Maid's repeated pleas for mercy and immediately ordered two guards to come in and drag her out.

As the Palace Maid's cries for mercy gradually faded into the distance, Feng Luanqing impatiently dismissed the Palace Maid s. Then, she took out a locked wooden case from a hidden drawer in the dressing table.

She opened the lock and took out a small mask. It was the mask that the mysterious man had given her.

Recalling that person's hoarse and cryptic words, Feng Luanqing bit her lower lip and hid her small mask inside her sleeve.

For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this. It was obvious that Xiao Ruo had already led people to surround the imperial city, and his father was even controlling the officials and civilians. The people from the Dark Group also explained that everything was fine, but why was her heart still beating so fast?

Did fate tell her that today's ceremony would not go smoothly?

No!

The long set of armor in Feng Luanqing's hand sunk into her palm, a crazed smile on her face.

She did not believe in fate! She was the real winner! What Ye Yuxiu, Ye Yuming, they would all die by her hands!

Even if she thought this way, Feng Luanqing still found it hard to suppress the irritation in her heart and the traces of fear in the deepest part of her heart. In the end, she still could not forget her previous life, and that experience had already become her nightmare.

When she pushed open the door to meet the imperial carriage outside, at that instant when she had just stepped over the threshold, Feng Luanqing had thought of giving up.

But she still walked out of the chamber, walking step by step towards the bright yellow that symbolized imperial power.

She could no longer turn back.

The horse's hooves stepped on the blue stone bricks, and when the sky turned white, the entire Forbidden City was already surrounded, surrounding all the ministers who wanted to participate in the sacrificial ceremony inside the city.

Ye Yuming pulled out the sword at his waist and raised it high. A round slowly rose up from the east side of the imperial city tomorrow, casting the first ray of light onto his body.

He slowly pointed his sword at the massive scarlet palace gate. Behind him, countless soldiers raised their weapons as well.

”KILL —!”

The huge wooden stake collided with the two big doors, and after it let out a creaking sound, this final barrier that led to the imperial road also lowered its proud and arrogant head towards Ye Yuming.

Before Feng Luanqing even reached the Supreme Harmony Hall, she heard battle cries from afar. The eunuch who was carrying her suddenly jolted, and his steps slowly came to a halt.

When the Palace Maid Eunuch behind saw that they had stopped, they too, stopped. Their hearts were uneasy, but they forced themselves to remain silent. In fact, their hearts were filled with fear.

Until finally, Feng Luanqing's ice-cold voice came out from the imperial chariot: ”Why did you stop? ”Keep walking!”

The few eunuchs looked at each other. Although they did not know what was happening in front of them, they still clenched their teeth and carried Feng Luanqing away.

Before this group of people had taken a few steps, a man in black clothes suddenly appeared and landed in front of the throne. He was covered in wounds, and blood flowed out from them. In the blink of an eye, the ground was dyed red.

He hoarsely said, ”Master …. You are about to... Walk, Night … Ye Yuming, attack... ”Attack …”