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Nalan Mingqing leaped high, engaging in a struggle with the man in black on the beam. The man in black clearly did not wish to fight for long and had already planned his escape route before arriving.
Nalan Mingqing would not let him leave easily. Silver needles flew out from his sleeves once again, and the man in black was caught off guard, with one needle piercing his arm and another his neck.
Nalan Mingqing and the man in black had already burst out of the main hall and into the Imperial Garden.
"Hmph! You have been hit by my silver needles; each one is coated with a deadly poison. Do you think you can walk out of this palace?" Nalan Mingqing mocked coldly at the man in black before him.
The man in black smiled indifferently, speaking calmly, "As long as I deliver the information to those who need it, it doesn't matter where I go."
After saying this, a signal flare shot up into the sky from the man's hand.
Nalan Mingqing realized it was too late to stop him; a flash of red cold light flickered in his eyes as he lunged toward the man in black.
"Come with me!"
"Come with me!"
Just as Nalan Mingqing was about to reach the man in black, two figures appeared simultaneously, one white and one purple, whisking the man away from the spot.
The two acted as swiftly as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the man in black had already been taken away.
Nalan Mingqing watched the departing figures and spoke coldly, "Gu Xuanhong? Liu Yuren? Do you know the consequences of being my enemy? Hmph! You overestimate yourselves!" Nalan Mingqing gritted his teeth, darkness swirling in his eyes like endless waves in the night.
Gu Xuanhong and Liu Yuren rushed back to A Cup of Vast Sea with Weidong. Weidong had been poisoned; his lips and hands began to turn purple, and his breathing became labored. Despite this, he continued to relay the information he had gathered to Gu Xuanhong and Liu Yuren without pause.
"Nalan Mingqing used the legendary Seventeen Powder. That Empress Dowager is indeed a fake; the real Empress Dowager has been imprisoned by him and looks like she won't last much longer. Seventeen Powder can control a person's emotions and thoughts, just like it did with Nie Jing'er."
"Nie Jing'er is still alive?" Liu Yuren squinted, a flash of shock crossing his eyes.
"Yes. The Fake Empress is actually Nie Jing'er in disguise. Nalan Mingqing's ultimate goal is still unclear, but right now he’s like a mad dog—calm on the surface but biting wildly everywhere." After saying this, Weidong took a deep breath, lying back down as the color of his lips grew increasingly alarming.
Seeing this, Gu Xuanhong took out a pill from her pocket and gave it to him.
"You’ve also been poisoned by Seventeen Powder. Take this special pill made by the Gu Family; it can delay the effects of the poison for three days. Within those three days, I will do everything I can to find an antidote for you. We don’t know how many people Nalan Mingqing has controlled with Seventeen Powder, or if there are any court officials among them, so for now, have your spies withdraw from various locations and refrain from any actions. You know the power of Seventeen Powder; we need to conserve our strength, understand?"
Gu Xuanhong's words echoed what Liu Yuren wanted to say.
Seventeen Powder had disappeared from the world for decades, yet it was in Nalan Mingqing's hands. This poison was extremely dangerous, which is why many heroes of the martial world had banded together to destroy all traces of Seventeen Powder back then. It seems that someone harbored selfish motives all those years ago.
"Alright." Weidong nodded and tiredly closed his eyes.
The information he exchanged for his life was crucial for Gu Xuanhong and Liu Yuren.
Now that it was confirmed that the Empress Dowager was fake, Gu Xuanhong had never cared much about court matters, and Liu Yuren had just returned to the capital. To summon the Court Officials and Military Leaders, they would naturally need to rely on Xiahou and Xuan Yuan Old King.
They could no longer allow Nalan Mingqing to act with such impunity.
……
Ancestral Hall Prison
Outside, a fierce battle raged on, while Huxin and Xuan Yuan Ling enjoyed a life in prison that felt almost divine.
In the Royal Ancestral Hall, no one dared to provoke the Rebellious Ancestor, the Xuan Yuan Heir. Naturally, they were well taken care of. Because of Xiahou's influence, no one dared to trouble Huxin.
So while outside there was chaos and bloodshed, inside it was peaceful and uneventful.
Huxin had eaten and drunk her fill, wrapped in her cloak and standing by the window. She seemed to be staring blankly at the moonlight, but in reality, she was waiting for news from Wei Dong.
Xuan Yuan Ling also wrapped himself in a cloak and approached, standing beside her and gazing at her profile in a daze.
Huxin grew increasingly irritated by Xuan Yuan Ling's stare and turned her head to glare at him fiercely.
"Have you looked enough? If you have something to say, just say it," Huxin snapped, startling Xuan Yuan Ling into widening his eyes in disbelief.
Huxin, however, merely curled her lips dismissively. "Are you scared? Isn't everyone on the Vast Continent afraid of you? When did it become your turn to be afraid?"
The night made Huxin seem even colder and more desolate than during the day. Although Xuan Yuan Ling was not quite used to this side of her, it was enough that he was the only one who could see it.
"I'm not afraid; I just find it strange. But I will accept everything about you," Xuan Yuan Ling said as if Huxin had already accepted him.
In any case, he was determined to have Xia Huxin by his side. No one would take her away from him.
Huxin couldn't be bothered to argue with him. Xuan Yuan Ling was a typical unpredictable character, and she had no interest in guessing his next move. Her current goal was very clear: to bring down Nalan Mingqing!
At that moment, a shadow flashed past the window, followed closely by another figure. Two figures appeared before her—one in white and one in purple.
Huxin blinked at the sudden appearance of Gu Xuanhong and Liu Yuren. What were these two doing here? She was waiting for news from Wei Dong!
It seems that, needless to say, the news about Wei Dong must have been intercepted by them along the way.
Thinking of this, Huxin's attitude towards the two became somewhat cold and hard.
"Where is Wei Dong?" Her voice was icy, devoid of any warmth.
Gu Xuanhong frowned slightly and replied indifferently, "He was poisoned by Nalan Mingqing and is currently resting in bed. I'll take over the remaining matters."
The esteemed Gu Family Hong Ye had always been in a position where others sought his assistance; it was rare to see him take the initiative to handle anything.
Master Hong lowered his stance like this, but Huxin appeared ungrateful, saying, "Since that's the case, stop with the unnecessary chatter. Where's the information?"
Seeing Huxin's businesslike demeanor, Gu Xuanhong couldn't help but narrow his eyes, which were as cunning as a nine-tailed fox, and his gaze towards Huxin grew even deeper.
Beside them, Liu Yuren smiled and then spoke up,
"Disciple, are you getting used to things here? How about I take you out today?"
"Out? No way! There's food and drink here, plus handsome guys to look at! Going out would definitely mean facing blades and bloodshed; didn't you come in here seeking a bit of peace as well?"
Huxin completely disregarded Liu Yuren's suggestion. Her words made Xuan Yuan Ling beam with joy—wasn't that handsome guy referring to him? Yet Liu Yuren found himself at a loss for words.
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