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Chapter 66 066 The Assassin
Chapter 66 066 Assassin
A mysterious figure had infiltrated the gilded pavilion at some unknown time. The figure was hidden on the eaves, peering through the cracks in the window to observe the situation inside. Seeing Ye Pianran sitting motionless in the chair with her eyes closed, his gaze turned cold, and he immediately tried to climb into the room. However, a sharp and subtle whooshing sound suddenly came from behind him.
The shadowy figure sensed danger and hurriedly dodged, but it was too late. The sudden "blade" slashed its arm, and it was completely exposed to the moonlight. Without giving it a moment to catch its breath, a dense rain of "blades" flew towards it one after another, instantly sealing off all its escape routes.
With nowhere to advance or retreat, the shadowy figure suffered more and more injuries. Just as he spun around to dodge a sharp blade that almost slit his throat, an extremely domineering palm wind suddenly struck him, forcefully hitting his chest.
With a sharp pain in his chest, the dark figure vomited a mouthful of blood, tumbled off the roof, and fell into the flower bushes. He was then tightly bound by the guards who were waiting in the Dew Drinking Garden.
A pair of long boots inlaid with golden cloud patterns landed before him. The dark figure raised his head, and in the cold moonlight, Chunyu Yang was seen holding a few green leaves between his fingers. His handsome and stern face was full of icy coldness: "Go and tell Lord Shu that I have captured him."
"Yes!" The guard accepted the order, turned around, and quickly walked out of Yinlu Garden.
"Luckily, Third Brother, you're very skilled, otherwise that girl inside would probably be in trouble again." Chunyu Shan walked out of the safe place, waving his folding fan, and said with some lingering fear.
Chunyu Yang stared coldly at the assassin in black and asked in a deep voice, "Who sent you? Is the death of Jin Ding Mohe related to you?"
The assassin in black glared angrily, remaining silent and refusing to speak.
"You won't talk?" Chunyu Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "Very well, I have plenty of ways to make you talk."
The assassin in black paled upon hearing this and immediately tried to bite open the poison sac in his mouth to commit suicide. Chunyu Yang had already guessed his intention. With a flick of his fingers, he sent out green leaves and used his internal energy to seal several major acupoints on the assassin's body, rendering him unable to move in an instant.
"Dig out the venom sac from his teeth," Chunyu Yang said coldly.
The guard immediately stepped forward, grabbed the assassin in black by the chin, and pulled out the back molar containing the deadly poison. The assassin in black turned pale with pain, making muffled noises.
At this moment, a group of people crowded into Yinlu Garden, and the emperor shouted, "Where is the third prince? The third prince! I heard you caught someone!"
Hurriedly approaching Chunyu Yang, the emperor saw the black-clad assassin bound tightly and his face instantly darkened. He said, "Who is this man? Is he the one who ruined my Golden Lotus Painting?"
“This man must be an assassin. Although he refuses to say who he takes orders from, I suspect that the death of Jin Ding Mo He is definitely related to him,” Chunyu Yang said.
"Fine, very well!" the emperor gritted his teeth. "Throw him into the imperial prison. I refuse to believe he can keep his mouth shut so tightly!"
The royal prison was an extremely terrifying place, filled with all sorts of torture instruments, many of which were designed to make one wish for death but also wish for a gruesome end. The assassin in black would rather die than be tortured in such a place. He raised his head, his gaze falling on a certain person in the crowd, his eyes filled with pleading.
Noticing his unusual behavior, Chunyu Yang followed his gaze and looked ahead. Just then, the black-clad assassin's eyes widened, foul-smelling black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he died unexpectedly.
"Oh no! He's committed suicide by poison!" the guards watching over him cried out in alarm.
Chunyu Yang immediately turned around and crouched down to examine the body of the black-clad assassin. His expression turned even colder when he discovered the poison hidden even deeper in the assassin's mouth.
"This person has deadly poison hidden in his teeth and under his tongue. He must be the most loyal and suicidal assassin among assassins. Lord Shu, Commander Meng, have you found any useful clues?" he asked in a cold voice.
Shu Wenda and Commander Meng exchanged a glance, then shook their heads and said, "We haven't found any clues yet."
It's not so much that they haven't found anything, but rather that they lack solid evidence. Without evidence, even if they suspect someone, they can't arrest them. This is their most passive position right now.
"It seems we're destined to gain nothing tonight," Chunyu Shan said with a disappointed sigh.
Hearing this from the crowd, Ye Yingrou felt a surge of secret joy. But then Chunyu Yang added, "No, perhaps there is another way."
Ye Yingrou's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.
"Most assassins in the martial arts world are organized and kept by an organization, and this person is probably no exception. As long as there is an organization, there will be a mark on his body. After the banquet, Lord Shu can take this person's body back to the Ministry of Justice prison for a careful examination and then find out which martial arts force he belongs to."
Oh no, Eleven does indeed have the Ronghua Tower's mark on him! Ye Yingrou's heart pounded with nervousness; she had never imagined that Chunyu Yang would know so much about the affairs of the martial arts world!
"Once we find out what organization is behind him, Third Prince, you'll be in charge of leading men to wipe them all out!" the Emperor roared. "Wasn't the Wan Ku Sect enough trouble for the world back then? Does anyone want to follow suit now? Although the imperial court and the martial arts world have always kept to themselves, once they cross the line, they'll be taught that my capital is not a place they can come and go as they please!"
"My son, I obey."
No! Ronghua Tower was built bit by bit after she transmigrated to this world, and it took her countless efforts. She absolutely cannot allow anyone to destroy it! Not even a prince!
Ye Yingrou's expression suddenly changed. If it weren't for someone blocking her way, she would have been exposed on the spot.
Having finally captured the assassin, only to have him commit suicide by poison, the emperor was extremely displeased. He couldn't even wait until dawn, and immediately said, "Where is my Golden Lotus? Hasn't the young lady of the Marquis of Anshi revived it yet? Don't tell me she's just showing off again, making empty promises to play tricks on me?"
Marquis Anshi's face turned pale with fright. At this moment, he was extremely unwilling to admit that Ye Pianran was his daughter, but remembering Prime Minister Gongsun's warning, he had no choice but to step forward and say to the emperor:
"Your Majesty, please give my daughter some more time to come back to life. After all, this is defying the will of Heaven."
"If you don't have the ability, don't make empty promises, otherwise you'll only become a laughingstock and be ridiculed by the world!" the emperor said with a cold snort. "Guards, open the door to the Gilded Pavilion for me. I want to go in and see how my Golden Lotus Pavilion is doing!"
Suddenly, Ye Pianran's clear and melodious voice came from inside the gilded pavilion: "The Golden Lotus has been saved, and I will return it to His Majesty intact."
A loud bang echoed through the Dew Drinking Garden, and everyone wore expressions of disbelief. Even Ye Yingrou was shocked, looking at Ye Yanxun with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
Did Ye Pianran really revive the withered Golden Lotus? How could that be! That chrysanthemum was clearly completely dead! Or did Ye Pianran find another Golden Lotus to replace it in such a short time?
A refreshing breeze suddenly swept through Yinlu Garden, and a cool, refreshing chrysanthemum fragrance wafted out from Liujin Pavilion. The door creaked open from the inside, and Ye Pian's graceful figure appeared behind it.
Ye Pianran curtsied to the emperor and said with a light smile, "Your Majesty, please come inside to admire the chrysanthemums."
Upon smelling the chrysanthemum fragrance, the emperor was already impatient. Hearing Ye Pianran's words, he immediately strode towards the Liujin Pavilion. As soon as he stepped inside, his eyes were immediately drawn to the revitalized and renewed golden roof and ink lotus.
The Golden Lotus, now nurtured in the white marble flowerpot, was no longer the one he had known before. It had grown much taller and had five more flowers. Its branches and leaves were a translucent emerald green, as if crafted from the finest jade. Each flower was uniform in shape and size, with a rich and vibrant color without any impurities. It was covered with fine dewdrops, and under the candlelight, the golden embellishments on the tips of the petals shone with an intoxicating light, making it even more beautiful and dazzling than before!
The Crown Prince and Chunyu Shan, who had followed the Emperor into the gilded pavilion, were also stunned into silence when they saw it.
"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!" The emperor was overjoyed and praised it three times. He immediately said, "Guards, bring out the Golden Lotus with Ink on the Top so that everyone can admire it!"
The guards responded and stepped forward, lifting the white marble flowerpot and carrying the golden-topped ink lotus out of the gilded pavilion.
As the cool moonlight shone upon the petals of the golden-roofed lotus, its unrestrained beauty within the gilded pavilion gradually faded, enveloped in a light mist, becoming ethereal and serene. This wondrous transformation was witnessed by all, eliciting a collective gasp of astonishment:
"Wow!"
"So beautiful!"
"This is the legendary Golden-Topped Ink Lotus!"
Staring blankly at the chrysanthemum, Ye Yingrou felt a burning pain on her face. She never imagined that Ye Pianran could actually save the Golden Lotus! Not only had she saved it, but she had also made it bloom even more beautifully than before, pleasing the emperor even more!
Seeing that everyone was captivated by the beauty of the Golden Lotus, the Emperor was greatly satisfied. He turned around and asked the question that everyone had on their minds: "Ye family girl, how exactly did you manage to bring the Golden Lotus back to life, and even make it bloom better than before?"
Ye Pianran stepped forward, and said calmly, "This is my secret skill, which cannot be revealed to the world. Please forgive me for concealing it, Your Majesty."
"It's alright, it's alright. I'm already rewarding you for saving my Golden Lotus, how could I possibly punish you?" the emperor said with a smile.
Having witnessed how capricious the emperor's temper could be, Ye Pianran felt no relief whatsoever: "Then what about the matter Your Majesty promised me..."
"Since Jin Ding Mohe is unharmed, I will spare their lives. However, while they may be spared the death penalty, they cannot escape punishment. From this day forward, they are forbidden from appearing in Qionglin Garden or in the capital! If they are found in the city, they will be punished for disobeying an imperial decree!"
Losing their jobs was better than losing their lives. The two gardeners were so grateful that they kept kowtowing to the emperor, saying, "Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty! Thank you for your help, young lady!"
"Alright, get out of here!" the emperor said, flicking his sleeves in disgust.
The guards escorted the two gardeners out of Yinlu Garden. The emperor looked at Ye Pianran with affection and asked, "Ye family girl, you have rendered such a great service. How would you like me to reward you?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present held their breath and looked at Ye Pianran. Marquis Anshi's gaze was intense, his eyes filled with barely suppressed anticipation.
Ye Pianran raised her head, her bright, expressive eyes calm as still water, and said, "This humble woman has no other request, but only asks Your Majesty to forgive my cousin for disturbing Your Majesty's presence in the main hall just now, and to grant her a bottle of Hibiscus Regenerating Ointment to stop bleeding and promote tissue regeneration."