Huangxiu

Chapter 52 Begging
The exit of Xinghua Alley is Fenghuang Avenue, and on the other side of the avenue is the towering Baosheng Tower.

Baosheng Tower has three flying eaves, about ten feet high. A wine flag, taller than the restaurant, hangs high in the air, fluttering in the wind.

On the third floor of Baosheng Tower, three girls were standing by the window, overlooking the scenery of Xinghua Lane.

"Sure enough, someone is following us!" Wen Qianqian's beautiful round face was full of surprise: "Senior Sister, someone actually dares to harm the prince?"

Xu Mengyu frowned slightly, her expression solemn: "Not many people are so bold as to do this. Is he from some evil sect?"

"Senior Sister Xu, which evil sect is it?" Wen Qianqian asked, "Tell me quickly, which evil sect has such courage?"

"I can only think of those few," Xu Mengyu frowned and said, "Lingxu Sect, Secret Shadow Sect, Yuding Sect, Wuwei Sect, etc. They also have Grandmasters, which is very troublesome."

"No matter how powerful they are, they will die if they enter Yujing!"

"But they are not afraid of death." Xu Mengyu shook her head: "Like the Fearless Sect, they regard dying in battle as an honor and the fundamental way for the soul to be eternal."

Her pretty face was covered with a layer of heaviness.

When he heard about the Fearless Sect, he felt awe in his heart.

Many masters of the Zhenwu Division fell into the hands of the Fearless Sect, and were dragged to death by the Fearless Sect's monsters.

The souls of the Fearless Sect's demons who died in battle could remain immortal and live forever, but the masters of the Zhenwu Division could not.

"Senior Sister Xu, have you ever seen the Fearless Sect monster?"

"…I encountered it once." Xu Mengyu's face, as white as jade, was tense and gloomy.

The terrible memories of the past came back to her, causing her breathing to become rapid and her blood to boil. She bit into her red lips unconsciously, and blood oozed out.
"It's started." Huang Shirong said suddenly.

The two women had been staring at that place, and they couldn't help but perk up when they saw Chu Zhiyuan stop and let the Grandmaster of Zhenwu Division jump up.

Behind Chu Zhiyuan are three masters: Feng Xi, Zou Fang and Guo Chi.

The three grandmasters in front and the two grandmasters in the back blocked the three dark-skinned middle-aged grandmasters who were following them in the center.

Chu Zhiyuan, surrounded by four palace guards, was already fifty meters away, looking over here at the next bend in the alley.

The three dark-skinned middle-aged men looked at each other, then passed their gazes past Feng Xi, Guo Chi and Zou Fang and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Who are you three?"

I still don't feel the strong murderous intent.

As masters, these three people could not hide their murderous intentions from their super senses even if they tried their best.

They didn't want to kill me in the first place, so they wanted to capture me?
"How did the prince find us?" a dark-skinned middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Five against three, you three don't stand a chance of winning, right?"

"They are no match for us." said the dark-skinned middle-aged man.

"Masters from the Zhenwu Division are on their way, and even masters from the Grandmaster Mansion will come too. If you leave now, there is still hope."

"Why do you have to bluff, my Lord? These are the only ones left, right?" The dark-skinned middle-aged man said with a smile, "I wanted to see your abilities, but unfortunately, I'll take my leave now."

They looked at each other, their gray robes suddenly puffed up, and then they turned over and leaped over the wall, flying away into the distance.

"Young Master?" Feng Xi looked at him.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Be careful, it's okay if you lose me."

"Yes." Feng Xi responded.

His figure suddenly became blurry, as if he had dived into the water, seemingly real and illusory, and he walked away along the alley. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared and caught up with the three people from a distance.

"That's it?" Wen Qianqian turned her head to look at Huang Shirong and Xu Mengyu, and said unhappily, "It started well but ended badly. They didn't even fight!"

She originally thought it would be a fierce battle, a battle between masters.

Then it will be exciting to see how Chu Zhiyuan protects himself under the siege of the Grandmaster.

The result was not what he expected at all. There was no fight. It ended abruptly with just a few words of testing.

Now that the two sides have separated, there is absolutely no fun to watch.

This made her extremely disappointed.

Xu Mengyu said: "The Fourth Prince acts very steadily."

Wen Qianqian disagreed: "If you don't eliminate the danger completely and just scare it, how can you call this safe?"

"If a fight really breaks out, who knows if it will affect him?" Xu Mengyu said, "What if these three are from the Fearless Sect? They will really drag the prince down with them."

Wen Qianqian opened her red lips and sighed unwillingly.

……

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists to thank the two masters of Zhenwu Division, then raised his head, glanced towards Baosheng Tower, and clasped his fists with a smile.

His gaze seemed to travel a hundred meters as he met Huang Shirong at the window.

Huang Shirong pursed her lips into a sweet smile, clasped her fists and nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, turned around and left.

"He saw us?" Wen Qianqian said in surprise, "How perceptive."

"This fourth prince is indeed very powerful." Xu Mengyu said softly.

Huang Shirong smiled.

Is this considered sensitive?

If they knew how sharp his perception was, they would understand what true sensitivity was.

She gestured at the window.

The two Zhenwu Division tracking experts who were hiding in the bustling crowd clasped their fists, then disappeared into the crowd.

She looked into the distance, and the three dark-aged middle-aged masters had disappeared.

Her bright eyes flickered as she looked further away. She believed they could not escape the tracking experts in the company.

But who is he? If he is from the Yuding Sect, then it will be troublesome, but he doesn’t look like that, and his eyes don’t have that cold and eerie feeling.

What an eventful time!
……

Chu Zhiyuan was also curious about this question.

Who are these three guys?

He thought about this question as he walked back.

He originally wanted to go to the house next to Houtu Hall to practice, but after this incident, he felt unsafe. Practicing in the new house is indeed not as good as the palace.

The final decision was to return to the palace and wait until the assassin was dealt with.

Not long after he returned to the palace, Feng Xi came back.

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In the study, Chu Zhiyuan sat behind the desk, leaning back on the chair. He now leaned forward, stared at Feng Xi and asked, "Is it true?"

Feng Xi nodded solemnly.

“Interesting…” Chu Zhiyuan stroked the thin stubble on his chin and smiled: “Really interesting!”

He looked up at Feng Xi: "Manager Feng, what do you think is going on?"

Feng Xi hesitated.

"But it doesn't matter."

"...Then I will tell you."

"Just say it."

"They should be the guards of the Forbidden Palace."

"Nonsense, if you're not a Forbidden Palace Guard, you can't enter the palace!" Chu Zhiyuan said unhappily, "Get straight to the point!"

"Yes!" Feng Xi gritted his teeth and said, "It should be sent by the emperor!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Grandfather..."

He also thought of this answer.

It’s not that great minds think alike, it’s that there is no other answer.

The Forbidden Palace Guards are only loyal to the Emperor. No one else can command them, so they must be acting on the Emperor's orders.

"So..." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "This is a test from my grandfather..."

"That's right." Feng Xi said.

Chu Zhiyuan stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, pondering the emperor's intentions.

There is no need to investigate the depth of his cultivation. Since Chu Qingfeng knows it, the emperor naturally knows it too. Then why did he send the Forbidden Palace guards to follow him?

Is it to train Zou Fang, Guo Chi and others' guarding capabilities?

Or is it to provide yourself with practical experience?
He then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the emperor's grandfather has his own intentions, just pretend you don't know."

"Yes, my lord, I will take my leave."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"The slaves dare not."

As Feng Xi left, only Chu Zhiyuan and Zou Fang were left in the study.

Zou Fang stood in the shadow holding a white jade whisk.

Chu Zhiyuan paced with his hands behind his back, his handsome face under the light looking solemn.

Two Grandmasters are not enough!
If there are four grandmasters guarding by the side, any number of assassins will be enough to deal with them.

Four grandmasters can form a formation, and compared with two grandmasters, the defense power is not just doubled, but increased several times.

Can I take this opportunity to ask the emperor for two more master guards?

Thinking of this, he went to the back garden, to the pavilion on the lake, and made this request to Bai Ningshuang who was playing the piano.

Bai Ningshuang looked at him in astonishment.

The lights in the pavilion are bright yet soft.

Chu Zhiyuan's eyes sparkled like cold stars, unusually bright. "Mother, why not mention it to grandma and tell her whether she agrees or not."

"Yuan'er, you..." Bai Ningshuang said with a smile, "You are really a dreamer. What a beautiful dream you are having!"

She was extremely smart to begin with, and now she finally figured it out.

Asking Concubine Rou for a master expert is too bizarre.

Chu Zhiyuan would not do such a ridiculous thing, so why did he mention it to Concubine Rou? Who has the power to grant a master to the palace?

The answer is ready to come out.

When she thought of this, her eyes sparkled and she said excitedly, "You've made it so hard for me to keep this a secret!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Just pretend you don't know, mother."

"...Okay, I'll just pretend to be confused and tell the queen about it."

If the emperor really agrees to give the palace two master guards, it would be a great joyous event. It would not only enhance the power of the palace, but also improve its status.

The emperor personally bestowed two guards to the palace, which is a great honor.

By then, everyone will know that Prince Qing’s Mansion is no longer despised by the Emperor as it was before, but has regained his favor.

(End of this chapter)