flstandardbreds Chapter 111 White-haired boy
Chapter 111 White-haired boy
Qingwu Palace.
Eunuch Li's high-pitched voice rang out.
"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Qin Le'an, the Lady of the Palace, is virtuous and wise, and is hereby promoted to the rank of Noble Lady. She is bestowed with fifty bolts of silk and satin, ten bushels of pearls, and five thousand-year-old ginseng roots... So be it!"
Qin Le'an knelt on the ground, first stunned, then his eyes burst with wild joy.
Her voice was light and cheerful, "Thank you, Your Majesty! I thank you very much!"
Qin Le'an eagerly accepted the imperial edict, his fingers constantly stroking the bright yellow brocade.
She had only met the Emperor once in the Imperial Garden the day before yesterday, without even exchanging a word with him.
The Emperor is so attached to her that he promoted her rank so quickly!
Qin Le'an's eyes were full of smugness.
She knew it; the Emperor had feelings for her!
Let's see if Consort Xian will dare to bully her again!
No, when she becomes Empress, she will bully Consort Xian severely!
We must avenge all those humiliations!
When Eunuch Li glanced at Qin Le'an's barely concealed joy, he couldn't help but show a hint of disdain.
This Qin master has neither manners nor character, and is certainly not a talented woman like Consort Chen.
She only has a face that bears some resemblance to Lady Xie, and she is somewhat attractive.
The rest is really nothing to brag about.
Why would the Emperor suddenly think of promoting her rank? It's really strange.
Eunuch Li frowned, and after announcing the imperial decree, he left immediately.
After Eunuch Li left, there was no one else in Qingwu Palace.
Qin Le'an couldn't help but revert to his usual domineering manner.
She stood up and glanced around at the kneeling maids beside her.
Her voice was sharp and imperious: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and give this reward to me to keep!"
A smug smile crept across her lips. "This was a gift from the Emperor! If you damage it even slightly, you'll all lose your lives!"
The maids and eunuchs kowtowed one after another, and said cautiously and respectfully, "Yes."
However, cold sweat involuntarily broke out on their foreheads.
In the past, when Consort Qin was not favored, she would beat and scold them.
Now she has won the Emperor's favor...
After that, their lives will probably be even more difficult.
The night was deep, and the area around the room where the relics were enshrined was deathly quiet.
Only the patrolling figures of a dozen or so guards, clad in armor, moved in a neat and rhythmic manner.
Each step was accompanied by the soft clatter of the armor plates, echoing in the silence.
The Imperial Guards stood in pairs, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily.
At that moment, a man in black, like a shadowy figure, silently leaped onto the roof.
His eyes, like cold stars, swept over the patrolling guards below, his gaze filled with contempt and disdain.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, forming a gentle curve.
The moonlight was dim, and the man in black was like a silent shadow.
Taking advantage of a gap in the guards' patrol, she nimbly flipped down from the top of the wall, landing without making a sound, like a light feather.
He walked close to the wall, took out a thin wire from his pocket, skillfully inserted it into the keyhole, and with a few gentle movements, easily opened the window lock.
The man in black pushed open a corner of the wooden window, blew in a wisp of sleeping potion, then slipped inside like a ghost.
The entire process was completed in one go, without causing the slightest disturbance.
The room was quiet, and the guard who had just been drugged lay on the floor.
In the center of the room sat an exquisite wooden box, finely carved and coated with varnish.
It is likely that the relics inside were offered to the Empress Dowager.
The man in black stared intently at the wooden box, reaching out to take it away.
But the moment his hand touched the wooden box, it suddenly opened, revealing a cold glint inside.
Several sharp, concealed weapons shot out like lightning.
The man in black was completely unprepared for the trap, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But the body has already reacted instinctively.
He suddenly leaped backward, pushing off the ground with both feet, and flew backward like an arrow released from a bow.
He dodged to the side in an extremely dangerous manner.
The hidden weapon whistled past his clothes, leaving tiny cuts on his black garment.
However, as soon as he landed, dozens of guards appeared in the room like ghosts in the night.
The guards moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the man in black without hesitation.
The man in black was startled, but quickly reacted, dodging to the side and drawing a soft sword from his waist. The sword instantly straightened in his hand, coiling around the guard's longsword like a serpent.
For a moment, the sounds of metal clashing filled the room, and sparks flew everywhere.
The bodyguards worked together seamlessly, but the men in black were no pushovers either.
Although he appeared somewhat overwhelmed by the siege, he still managed to skillfully defuse wave after wave of attacks.
Hearing the commotion, Xie Yanli and Qin Jiuwei, who had been in the next room, rushed over.
The men in black and their bodyguards had moved from the house into the courtyard, and the fight was fierce.
Xie Yanli instinctively shielded Qin Jiuwei behind him, his gaze fixed on the man in black.
Just as Qin Jiuwei had guessed, someone actually dared to steal the tribute intended for the Empress Dowager.
Who dares to be so bold beneath the imperial city?
Qin Jiuwei stood behind Xie Yanli, her brows furrowed tightly.
As expected, this person did come.
Fortunately, after I spoke with Xie Yanli last night, he had already sent someone to secretly move the relics.
They deliberately lowered their guard, luring the prey into a trap, and then sent secret guards to capture him.
However, to her surprise, the man in black was far more skilled in martial arts than she had imagined...
Xie Yanli's bodyguards are already highly skilled, and the fact that he can hold his own even when surrounded is truly a force to be reckoned with.
The guards and the men in black were locked in fierce combat, their moves becoming increasingly sharp and ruthless as they searched for each other's weaknesses.
Suddenly, one of the guards seized the opportunity and swiftly slashed his longsword diagonally, the tip of the sword precisely grazing the head of the man in black.
The man in black reacted quickly, but the object covering his hair was still knocked off by the tip of the sword.
A cascade of snow-white hair poured out instantly, gleaming with a cold, icy sheen in the moonlight.
The triangular veil on his face was still intact, revealing only a pair of deep eyes.
His eyes were long and narrow with a slight upturn, filled with a wicked and unruly air.
But it can be quite startling, and one can easily become deeply engrossed in it.
The man in black realized it was a trap, and a hint of anger and resentment flashed in his eyes.
After letting out a cold snort, he decisively decided to turn back and escape.
He swung his soft sword sharply, creating several sharp sword flowers that forced back the group of guards surrounding him.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, he suddenly pushed off the ground with both feet.
He swooped down toward the courtyard wall like a nimble falcon.
His movements were so swift, like a white lightning bolt flashing past, leaving behind a whistling sound.
Xie Yanli's eyes sharpened. He took out a hidden weapon from his sleeve, aimed it at the fleeing figure of the man in black, and suddenly exerted force with his fingertips.
The man in black was only focused on escaping and never expected such a sudden attack from behind.
By the time he realized it, it was too late.