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When Mrs. Xie rushed back to Kunning Palace, it was raining heavily.

She didn't hold an umbrella, and the rainwater flowed down her hair and got into her eyes, stinging them.

She keenly smelled the smell of blood in the breath of rain.

My heart skipped a beat, someone actually took advantage of the chaos tonight to attack the Queen.

I can only think of one person in my mind: Concubine Jing.

Entering the courtyard, there were all kinds of corpses lying on the ground in the rain. There are maids, eunuchs, and guards.

On weekdays, 24 guards are divided into two shifts of 12 people each to guard Kunning Palace.

Mrs. Xie thought to herself that the guards in the palace must be selected, and their martial arts level is far higher than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners. It shouldn't be possible for twelve people to guard one Kunning Palace.

The more this scene happened, the calmer Mrs. Xie became. She tensed her body and held a short sword in her hand.

The darkness of night and the sound of rain had just concealed the approach of the rebels, and now they also concealed Mrs. Xie's footsteps.

She used her Qinggong skills and moved quickly on high walls and eaves. After some observation, I found that the windows of the room where the Queen was located were all closed, revealing a weak dim light. The queen was afraid of being stuffy, so she would habitually open the window half-open when sleeping.

At this time, she was hiding in a tall tree facing the queen's bed, covered in water. If there was a bolt of lightning at this time, he would probably be electrocuted to death.

Suddenly a faint black shadow flashed across the window, but it quickly disappeared. Then a female voice screamed.

Then I heard men's low scolding and indistinct voices.

Mrs. Xie recalled carefully, and she was pleasantly surprised that the female voice just now sounded like the queen. It seems the queen is still alive.

It seems that it is probably not Concubine Jing.

She began to reason back. If it was her who wanted to kidnap the queen, and if she had made preparations, she must have known that there were 12 guards, but it was hard to guess that it would rain today. She would not have sent just one person, but a small team.

If the experts are sent, there should be about five to eight people, and each person can deal with two. If there are five to eight people, there may be some battle damage. At this time, there are about three to five people in the room who can move normally.

If the other party's purpose of holding the queen hostage is to blackmail the emperor, because the emperor will never give up the throne because of the queen, they will use this to kill the queen to vent their anger and make the emperor bear the name of ungratefulness.

If it is used to blackmail oneself, it is to force oneself to assassinate the emperor in exchange for the life of the queen. In this way, not only will the Xie family bear the name of regicide and treason, but once Li Beichen dies, they will become old ministers despised by the world. The new emperor will definitely not keep the remaining party members, and the queen may not be able to survive by then.

But it may be difficult to fight one against five by yourself. Moreover, the other party held the queen hostage, and had a desperate mentality. The other party could easily hurt the queen, and even after being restrained, not only failed to save the queen, but also lost his life.

At this point it is too late to find help, and it may even be a disservice.

Therefore, we must get out of the trap of being coerced and led by the other party, and take the initiative. The only way is to outsmart us.

She took out the small bottle of LSD in her pocket. Like Jiang Yuebai, she thought of a group attack method of secretly using drugs to stun the opponent.

She counted all the weapons on her body and placed them in their most appropriate positions.

I slipped down the tree and blew in the psychedelic powder through a remote corner of the window.

After doing this, she crouched and stood guard in the bushes nearby.

These days, she wanders around the entire Kunning Palace whenever she has nothing to do, always simulating scenes like today.

If multiple assassins break into Kunning Palace, where will be the weak point, where is easy to hide people, where is easy to peek, where is easy to escape
After a while, rapid footsteps, falling sounds and exclamations were heard inside.

After waiting for a moment, Mrs. Xie broke the window and entered. There were seven people inside, five of whom had fainted and two who had not.

When they wielded weapons and swung at her, Mrs. Xie used her sword to block, while holding a small bottle containing Psychedelic Powder in her left hand and shaking it rapidly, causing a large piece of Psychedelic Powder to float out.

The two rebels who didn't fall rolled their eyes and fell in front of Mrs. Xie very unwillingly. The sword fell to the ground with a thud.

Mrs. Xie walked quickly to the couch, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

The queen's neck was cut open, and blood was spurting out like water jets. The trachea was severed at that location, and there was absolutely no chance of survival.

But Mrs. Xie still couldn't help but feel her daughter's breathing and put the antidote into her mouth. It would be nice to just say a few words to her at the end.

She held the queen's body in despair, letting the blood spurt onto her body and face, her eyes were withered, and her face was full of desolate sadness.

The tears have dried up, and so has my heart.

My throat was blocked and I couldn't say anything.

She hates, she is angry, she regrets, she is angry.
If I could do it all over again, I might have promised my daughter to take her out of the palace in the afternoon. You should have stayed with your daughter tonight instead of attending the funeral. The tragedy would have never happened.

Mrs. Xie's heart became very cold. Everything she had carefully planned became meaningless with the death of the queen.

She stood up silently, hacked to death four rebels, tied three of them firmly to chairs, took out the poison from their mouths, fed them the antidote, and waited for them to wake up.

After the three people regained consciousness, they looked at Madam Xie carrying a bloody sword and the broken limbs on the ground with horrified expressions.

"I'm asking you two questions. The first one to answer each time can keep one leg, and the other two will have one leg cut off."

As Mrs. Xie spoke, her cold eyes slid across their cheeks like knives.

For the first time, they felt what real murderous intent was. They had never seen such a cold and ruthless look. This kind of ruthlessness could only be tempered by stepping on countless corpses and heads.

"Now let me ask the first question, who sent you here."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice saying calmly, "King Pingxi."

The speaker looked at Mrs. Xie calmly. The two people beside him looked downcast and looked frightened.

Mrs. Xie nodded and swung her sword to cut off the left legs of the other two people. The two men suddenly let out a scream.

"Noisy. If you let me hear another scream, I will cut off your ears."

Mrs. Xie said coldly, gently wiping the blood on the sword with her fingers.

The two people in unbearable pain held back their shouts and sobbed in pain.

King Pingxi? Why did King Pingxi kill the queen?

This huge question hovered in Mrs. Xie's mind. Was it just because he couldn't kill the emperor that he killed the queen to vent his anger?

"The second question is, how do you notify your master after you kill the emperor?"

"Three sky cannons, two fireworks, and one sky cannon." The man whose legs were not cut off immediately answered again, briefly and clearly.

The other two people looked at the man whose legs had not been cut off at the same time, their eyes full of surprise and confusion.

Their eyes were all caught by Mrs. Xie.

Mrs. Xie sneered sarcastically, "Smart man."

As he spoke, he swung his sword and chopped off the right legs of the other two people. This time the two of them fainted from the pain.

Mrs. Xie stared closely at the man in front of her who was calm and composed, with an aura of dignity all over his body. Wearing a white mourning robe, he was obviously one of the people qualified to attend the Queen Mother's funeral today.

He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Who are you?"

"Unknown person." The tall and muscular middle-aged man said in a calm voice.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mrs. Xie silently, with an incomprehensible smile in his eyes, and was slapped impatiently by Mrs. Xie.

"Kill me."

I have a cold and feel so uncomfortable. Take care, everyone!