My chat group is full of female losers

Chapter 332 Trap
Standing atop the high building, Changhong watched Chu Lu walk alone back to his palace with a mixture of shock and confusion.

--how so?
She opened the chat group and found that the leading ladies in it were also caught in the same confusion and shock. She asked in a deep voice, "Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

The group was silent for a moment, followed by a blank response.

Consort Li: "This...we don't know either..."

Li Tian'er: "Yes, Senior Changhong, we all thought His Majesty was doomed this time, how... how did he suddenly turn the tide?"

Su Wanqing, true to her nature, flattered him, saying, "With your unpredictable and masterful ability to spread rumors, Senior Changhong, how could it fail? This is truly unbelievable. There must be a master behind that emperor!"

Changhong, too lazy to pay attention to these pointless flattery and questions, irritably closed the interface and turned her gaze back to the deathly silent palace, pondering a solution. Suddenly, she remembered Shen Yanchen lurking in the shadows and immediately opened the chat group to contact her.

Changhong: "You saw what just happened, right? Go investigate immediately! Find out exactly what happened! What's the deal with that battle report?"

Shen Yanchen replied almost instantly: "Yes, sir."

After ending the communication, Changhong took a few deep breaths, then looked at the distant palace with a cold expression.

—Stay calm, don't panic. I haven't lost yet, and he hasn't won either. It was just an accident, nothing serious.

Changhong thought to himself: In the end, these are just some low-level tricks. Even if he wins temporarily with these schemes, what's the point? As long as I figure out what methods he used, I can immediately target him and easily turn the tables.

Thinking about this, Changhong actually calmed down and regained his arrogance.

—That's right, exactly! No matter what he did, it was all useless! This final victory will surely belong to me. Because my ability to spread rumors is just that strong!
Deep within the palace, shadows became Shen Yanchen's best disguise.

Like a cat stalking the night, she moved silently through the layers of palaces, her mind racing. Where should she begin to uncover the truth behind that bizarre and strange scene she had just witnessed?

Asheng? No way.

She almost immediately dismissed the idea. That guy was a madman, his mind a jumbled mess. Even if you tied him up and tortured him, all he'd utter would be nonsense. The emperor probably just used him as a walking megaphone; he wouldn't tell him a single word of the real secrets.

To find out the truth, we have to look at the emperor himself.

Once she made up her mind, her figure moved like a wisp of smoke, drifting close to the palace. Moonlight filtered through the window paper, illuminating her delicate face—it was none other than Xiao Luzi's face!

Who would have thought that the eunuch who had always been by Chu Lu's side was actually the female lead in disguise?
She crouched down and approached the half-open window, intending to peek inside to make sure Chu Lu was sound asleep before sneaking in to search for any clues.

As soon as she peeked out, she saw a bizarre scene.

Chu Lu wasn't asleep. He sat alone on the edge of the bed, muttering to himself as if he were talking to thin air.

This scene is weird no matter how you look at it.

Shen Yanchen's heart skipped a beat; she certainly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. She immediately lowered her breathing to its lowest point, pressed herself against the wall like a gecko, and quietly approached, listening intently. After only two sentences, her expression completely changed, and with a flick of her finger, she silently activated the chat group's recording function.

On the other side, Changhong paced back and forth, pondering a solution.

After all, whether Shen Yanchen could uncover the truth, and how long it would take, were all unknowns. And she didn't want to just wait around idly; she wanted to do something first.

She was considering whether to personally intervene now, immediately fabricate new rumors, and reignite Huo Qi's emotions to encourage them to continue their coup.

But the next moment she dismissed the idea. If she acted rashly without first figuring out what had happened in that inexplicable victory at the front, she might suffer another defeat.

Changhong suddenly felt a bit irritable. This was the first time her rumor-mongering had failed, and the feeling was extremely unfamiliar, leaving her somewhat at a loss and unsure of how to deal with it.

Just then, Shen Yanchen's message suddenly popped up.

Shen Yanchen: "I have already investigated and found out."

Chang Hong was taken aback, then replied in shock, "So fast? Never mind, hurry! Tell me now!"

Shen Yanchen: "See for yourself."

The next moment, a video was transmitted.

Changhong immediately opened the video. In it was Chu Lu sitting by the bed, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement. He was smugly muttering to himself, "The Dream Immortal wasn't lying after all! There really is a spy lurking right beside me, the mastermind! It's her who's been leaking all my information to that mastermind, which is why my previous plan failed." "But every cloud has a silver lining. Although this spy caused my plan to fail, she can become the core of my next plan! Next, all I need to do is create targeted fake battle reports for her to see, which will induce that mastermind to fabricate the rumors I want! I'll turn her into a pawn to manipulate the enemy, helping the frontline generals easily set up ambushes and crush the enemy in one fell swoop!"

When the video reached this point, Chang Hong was initially shocked, but then a relieved smile appeared on her face: "So that's how it is. No wonder my rumors couldn't have failed. It turns out that Shen Yanchen, that good-for-nothing, was used by the other side without even realizing it! What a useless piece of trash!"

Just then, Chu Lu in the video suddenly changed the subject.

"Now that the war is over, it's time to bring out the mastermind hiding in the gutter. Fortunately, the arrangements for this have already been completed."

Upon hearing this, Changhong's face was full of mockery: "What a pipe dream! Where would you get that ability from..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Lu in the video continued, "I deliberately bypassed the spies and secretly sent people to carry out the operation. Yesterday, the strange poison bestowed upon me by the immortal in my dream was widely distributed in the wells and food of the capital through various channels."

The mastermind behind this must have already unknowingly drunk it. Next, if she spreads another rumor, the poison will immediately take effect, exposing her location! At that time, I will go there immediately and kill her myself!

This concludes the video.

The mockery on Chang Hong's face froze instantly, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Impossible! Impossible!" She shook her head in protest. "Where would such convenient poison come from! This is fake! It's just to scare me! I'll spread rumors right now! I don't believe it!"

She suddenly stood up, staggered a couple of steps, then abruptly stopped, a look of hesitation on her face.

She was still scared.

What if it's true? What if the group leader really has this kind of targeted poison? What if I've already drunk it?

Changhong grew increasingly frightened as he thought about it, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

How could a female protagonist who has always had an unbelievable halo and smooth sailing experience such a predicament? She just couldn't handle it mentally.

She simply wouldn't dare take the risk!
But should she just give up like this? Be driven to a dead end by such a ridiculous scheme? She refused! Why? Why should she lose to a man? Why should everything she had painstakingly built be destroyed in an instant?! Kill him! Kill that damned emperor!

Changhong's chest heaved violently, a fierce battle raging within her as resentment and fear raged. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Yun Que, who stood quietly to the side.

An idea popped into her mind.

In an instant, as if she had been washed with a towel, all the ferocity and struggle on her face vanished completely. She put on a gentle smile and beckoned to Yun Que: "Yun Que, come here."

"Princess." Yun Que leaned closer obediently.

Changhong took her hand, his eyes filled with affection, and began to speak of a plot that only existed in the setting: "You've been with me for quite a few years now. I still remember the first time I saw you, you were just a little kid, hiding in a pile of dead bodies, trembling with fear."

Upon hearing this, Yun Que's nose suddenly stung with tears. She nodded vigorously, her voice trembling with emotion, "Yes, Princess. If it weren't for you back then, Yun Que would have been a skeleton by the roadside long ago. My life belongs to you, Princess."

"Good girl." Changhong patted her hand with satisfaction. "I have something important to do, and I can't do it without you."

Upon hearing this, Yun Que straightened her back instantly, her expression resolute: "Princess, please give your orders! I'll brave mountains of knives and seas of fire without batting an eye!"

"Very good." Changhong was deeply moved, as if she was about to burst into tears. She took out a small ceramic ball from her bosom, held it in her palm, and whispered, "Go and kill that emperor."

Despite hearing such a dangerous question, Yun Que's expression remained unchanged. She nodded and said, "No problem! For the princess, Yun Que is willing to do anything!"

She agreed so easily, as if she had just accepted a cleaning job.

Changhong placed the ceramic ball into her palm, his voice growing even gentler: "This is a smoke bomb. If the ambush doesn't go well, throw it at your feet and escape in the chaos. Although the assassination is extremely important, you are more important to me. You must return safely."

Lark's eyes were red, but she didn't say a word. She nodded forcefully, pretending to be strong, and then carefully put away the cigarette pack.

"Princess, wait for my news!" She said this, turned around and left without any hesitation.

Changhong stared at that figure until the night completely swallowed it up. Then, the tenderness and emotion on her face peeled away like a mask, leaving only indifference.

(End of this chapter)