In the palace of Liyang, the emperor's private palace where he usually reviews petitions.
"Has Yang Taizi already taken Xu Xiao away?"
After listening to Han Shengxuan's report, the elderly Emperor Zhao Li nodded and then asked, "How is everything going with the second son?"
"Everything is arranged, the second prince's wife has already sent a letter, only waiting for the Wu Su to enter the palace, can act."
"……"
Zhao Li was silent for a moment, and his gaze shifted to the kneeling cat-man Han Shengxuan. After a while, he said, "I understand, you can also prepare……In addition, if possible, try to leave Wu Su a whole body."
"I obey."
Han Shengxuan was slightly surprised upon hearing this, but then he remembered the emperor's frequent appreciation and admiration for Xu Xiao, and his expression turned understanding.
Soon, after Han Shengxuan left, Zhao Li dismissed the surrounding guards and the entire palace was left with only him alone.
However, at this moment, Zhao Li suddenly spoke.
"This time, will you intervene?"
The faint voice echoed in the spacious hall, as if he was muttering to himself, but the next second, a young and delicate voice sounded.
"I only care about the continuity of Zhao's dynasty, and I have nothing to do with the rest."
Not getting the desired answer, Zhao Li remained silent for a long time, finally leaning back against the chair back, letting out a long breath.
"Xu Xiao, don't blame the emperor. Everything is for the future of Liyang and Zhao's family. I had to do so."
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At the same time, on a street in Taian City, inside a mutton hotpot restaurant called "Jiujiu Inn."
This restaurant is well-known in the city of Taian.
It is said that it is called "Jiujiu Inn" because the head chef can evenly cut pieces of lamb the size of a palm into nine hundred and ninety-nine slices, showcasing exquisite knife skills that leave people in awe.
In addition, the lamb and other ingredients used there are all of the highest quality, tasting deliciously good, to the extent that many high-ranking officials and noble elite in Taian City often frequent the place.
It can be said that Jiujiu Inn is like a popular restaurant in reality. Anyone who has ever visited Taian City and has not eaten at this restaurant to some extent, is essentially like not having come at all.
Because of this, Wu Xian came to this restaurant on the first day he entered Taian City, and with an extremely impressive appetite, he forced the restaurant to close early.
There's no other choice, the ingredients have been eaten up.
So, every two or three days, Wu Xian would come to the "Jiujiu Inn" to have a lamb hotpot meal, and every time he would finish all the ingredients just bought by the shop.
This has led people to suspect whether this person is a spirit transformed from a Pi Xiu (a mythical creature that consumes only treasure) or a Taotie (a legendary gluttonous beast). Otherwise, how could they consume so much food?
Today, as usual, Wu Xian came to the "Jiujiu Inn", at this moment he was burying his head in eating slices of meat, and the table was already piled up with empty plates. It almost covered him completely.
Suddenly, he paused in his motion of using chopsticks to blanch the tripe, then turned his head to look towards the direction of the Liyang Imperial Palace, frowning and muttering to himself.
"Is this it already? I thought I still had to wait a few more days..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the chair, leaving behind a group of stunned diners. The shop owner, who also witnessed this scene, furrowed her eyebrows slightly.
There was an undercurrent of feeling that something major might be about to happen.
...
A quarter of an hour ago.
"Zhao Ji, are your words truly true?"
In the depths of the Imperial City, in the residence of the second prince, a white-clad figure arrived on a sword, directly landing in the courtyard.
The visitor was none other than Wu Su, who was already six months pregnant.
She was originally at the residence of the general, waiting for Xu Xiao to return, but shortly thereafter, she received a letter from the second prince's wife, Zhao Ji.
The letter said that the reason the emperor suddenly summoned Xu Xiao back to the capital was because he was afraid of his power becoming too great, so he intended to kill him and carry out the act of "bird catching and arrow shedding," but the details were too complicated and asked her to come to the second prince's residence in the palace to discuss them.
It was obviously a "please you into the urn" ploy, but Wu Su still believed it.
Not only because Zhao Ji was her sworn sister-in-arms, but also because she knew that in Zhao Ji's heart, there was always a trace of affection for Xu Xiao.
With the thought of "putting oneself in others' shoes," Wu Su believes that Zhao Ji should really want to help Xu Xiao, combined with her high skills and boldness, so she left Zhao Yutai alone and set off alone with her sword for the Imperial Palace.
There's no doubt that Wu Su guessed wrong.
It's true that Zhao Ji has a fondness for Xu Xiao, but this affection that cannot be openly spoken is insignificant compared to the power of being the empress in the future.
Moreover, Zhao Ji's purpose in this action is not to deal with Xu Xiao, but to harm her, the sworn sister she used to have.
Let's get back to the main point!
Returning to the main story! After arriving at the residence of the second prince, Wu Su began to look around, but she did not see Zhao Ji's figure. Instead, she sensed several profound and obscure qi fluctuations lurking in the shadows, and couldn't help but smile coldly.
"What a Zhao Ji."
Clank——!
A heart-stopping buzz filled the air as the famous Daling Longque sword was drawn.
In the next second, the purple sword energy soared into the sky.
Half of the Prince's Mansion exploded, a crimson figure darted out of the ruins.
"Rash Wu Su, dare to intrude on the palace city! You deserve a thousand deaths!!"
At the same time, red strands of silk bloomed in mid-air, like blood-red maple leaves, slowly floating down in a radius of a hundred zhang.
Han Shengxuan, the first top fighter in the inner palace, was adept at using Xuanzhi killing Tianxiang. In this era before Deng Taiao rose to prominence, he was known as the first man in the Xuanzhi realm and a deity-like figure on land, unmatched by most.
"Han Shengxuan, others may fear you like snakes and scorpions, but in my eyes, you are nothing but a single sword."
Wu Su tightly held the tip of her sword and suddenly snapped it, a purple sword energy chopped through the red strands of silk in mid-air and directly landed on the head of the eunuch dressed in a crimson python robe.
Boom——!
A thunderous roar echoed, and there was a figure approaching from outside the palace, leaping over eighteen palace gates in just a breath.
It's worth noting that each palace gate here is more than a li in distance apart, and overcoming eighteen palace gates in just one breath can be imagined how profound the practitioner's cultivation is.
Upon seeing this, Wu Xiu felt apprehensive and subconsciously retreated backward, creating distance from the approaching figure.
The person was an imposing elderly man in a blue shirt, seeing Wu Xiu retreat, he did not seem to have any intention of pursuing her. Instead, he violently shook his sleeves and threw out a purple thunder to block the fierce sword energy that was about to decapitate Han Shengxuan's head.
Bang! The electricity and sword energy exploded simultaneously. Just as Wu Xiu was on her guard against both Han Shengxuan and the other, another formidable qi flow surged from outside the palace city, punching down from above towards Wu Xiu.
Wu Xiu quickly sheathed and unsheathed her sword, and another magnificent purple sword energy soared into the sky, slicing through the thick punch aura, leaving the attacker's hand a bloody mess.
Han Shengxuan's figure moved closer again, and those red strands of silk were like snake-like, ready to strike at Wu Xiu.
At the same time, the old man in blue who had previously saved Han Shengxuan, flew up from his sleeves, one after another, forming a formation and thundering down.
Lastly, the martial artist injured by the sword energy lifted his other arm and unleashed even more fierce punch auras.
A cat who specializes in using Xuanzhi to kill Tianxiang, two grand celestial phenomenists who are not inferior to him, three attacking together, are enough to kill a one-grade warrior nine out of ten in the world. How much more so a Wu family's swordsman carrying a six-month baby?
Wu Xiu closed her eyes, as if giving up her struggle, yet her qi flow surged at an unimaginable speed, as if it was about to break through the limit and reach a new level.
At this moment, a strong and powerful hand landed on her shoulder.
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