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Chapter 739 Mechanism
Ishan killed Lu Ze in public atop the palace, something Lu Qing and Lu Chao hadn't expected.

They thought he would at least want to use Lu Ze as a hostage.

Seeing him die like this, Lu Qing and the others knew he had brought it upon himself, but they still couldn't help feeling a bit angry.

Ishan knew at this moment that he no longer had any bargaining chips to continue negotiating with Lu Qing and the others, and that he had missed the best time to escape.

If Lu Qing and Lu Chao continue to surround him here, he will only become a trapped beast.

All he could do was take a desperate gamble.

Before the people below could react, he quickly signaled to his men on the wall.

Suddenly, a large amount of smoke and dust poured down from the top of the wall, and the people under the Gao Gate subconsciously lowered their heads to protect their mouths and noses.

Ishan's figure quickly disappeared into the cloud of dust, rushing towards the palace.

Zhu Yu immediately covered her mouth and nose. She soon realized that the smoke and dust did not seem to be any kind of sleeping gas or drug, but rather something that made it difficult to open one's eyes.

"Put your veils on!" she shouted quickly, pulling out a veil she had prepared beforehand and covering her face as she did so.

Upon hearing this, the others all took out veils from their pockets and covered themselves with them.

Although the vision is still unclear, at least it's not as difficult to open my eyes anymore.

"Charge in!" Lu Qing waved his hand to signal.

The crowd behind them ignored the courtiers who were still tormented by the poisonous smoke and rushed straight towards the palace gate.

Along the way, palace guards lay scattered on the ground. Some were killed with a single blow, while others were barely breathing and had little hope of survival. However, most of them did not appear to have been killed but rather knocked down by the sleeping gas.

They followed the fallen guards, maids, and eunuchs, eventually joining up with the other imperial guards who had come to protect the emperor.

The other party was quite surprised when they saw Lu Qing. They didn't know what the purpose was of this Prince Xiaoyao, who had been demoted and was rumored to have died at the hands of bandits, to appear in the palace at this moment.

However, when they saw Lu Chao with Lu Qing, their expressions changed, and they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, given Lu Chao's status and his relationship with Emperor Jin, the eldest prince born to the empress had no reason to harm his father.

Lu Chao signaled the imperial guards to surround the main hall, giving the villains inside no chance to escape. He then followed Lu Qing and Zhu Yu into the main hall.

This was Zhu Yu's first time entering the main hall. Previously, she had only waited for Lu Qing from afar outside the main hall as Chief Secretary Yu. The other times she met the emperor, she was arranged to stay in the South Study.

This grand hall, used for court sessions for civil and military officials, was very spacious. At this moment, most of the ministers who usually attended court were suffering excruciating torture at the palace gates. The hall was now empty, with the corpses of several imperial guards and eunuchs lying across it. Ishan and his several highly skilled right-hand men stood in the middle of the hall. Behind them, on the Sumeru platform, Emperor Jin sat alone on the dragon throne. After not seeing him for several months, he seemed to have aged considerably. His cheeks were slightly sunken, and his beard and hair were all white. He sat there, looking down with a somewhat vacant gaze.

Beside him, Eunuch Gao and another elderly eunuch stood there trembling with fear, as if they would rush over and fight to the death if Ishaan dared to approach.

As soon as Zhu Yu entered the main hall, he smelled that familiar fragrance. Upon closer inspection, he saw a small incense burner that had been overturned at Ishaen's feet. The incense inside had not yet burned out, and wisps of smoke were still drifting out from the scattered incense on the ground.

"Impossible! How could this be?! The incense in the palace was clearly sent from my people in Lan Di, why! Why is it not working now!" Ishan looked somewhat exasperated and was roaring. He turned his head and saw Lu Qing and the others rushing over, and immediately waved to his right-hand men, "Stop them!"

Then he pointed his short sword directly at Emperor Jin: "Whether I can leave here alive or not is irrelevant, but I will not let you live well today!"

Emperor Jin stared at him blankly, his face expressionless, showing neither fear nor anger, as if he were oblivious to everything before him.

Only Eunuch Gao and the other old eunuch stood there, flustered and at a loss.

At this moment, Ishan didn't care about anything else. From the moment the blockade of the capital was broken, he knew that his chances of winning were not very high. Now he just wanted to make sure that even if he couldn't win, he couldn't be considered to have lost.

He rushed onto the Sumeru Platform, his eyes flashing with fierce killing intent.

Just as he stepped onto the second step, Ishan suddenly felt the step, which should have been solid, sink slightly. Before he could react, a heavy iron net suddenly fell from the sky, hitting him and knocking him to the ground.

The sheer weight made Ishan try to break free, but she was pinned down and couldn't move at all, ending up in an awkward position on the steps.

Eunuch Gao let out a soft cry and took half a step back, as if he had been startled by the large net that had fallen from the sky. The old eunuch who had been standing there with him with a look of fear on his face relaxed at this moment.

He first looked down at the Sumeru Platform and saw that Ishan's henchmen in the main hall were no match for Lu Qing and the other imperial guards he brought in, and they had all been killed. At this moment, several imperial guards were dragging the corpses out.

The old eunuch exhaled, reached up to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but suddenly remembered something. He ran his hand along the side of his cheek, picked at it, and peeled off a fake skin from his face at the slightly raised edge.

Beneath the fake skin was Yan Daoxin's face.

Looking at Emperor Jin again, whose eyes had been glazed over just moments before, his eyes had long since regained their former brilliance, now appearing bright and alert, hardly resembling the state one would expect after being eroded by the poisonous fragrance day and night.

"You! You're still alive?!" Ishan struggled to lift his neck, saw Yan Daoxin, and was shocked. Then, seeing the change in Emperor Jin's expression, his eyes were filled with disbelief. "This... how is this possible!"

"What's impossible!" Yan Daoxin rubbed his cheek, walked over and kicked Ishan through the iron fence in an annoyed tone. "Thanks to you, that fake skin is practically growing on my face! It really doesn't feel good!"
However, speaking of which, were you so focused on being wary of my medical skills that you didn't know that besides being proficient in medicine, I also have some expertise in mechanical engineering?

In the past, it was simply that my master didn't like that kind of thing, thinking it wasn't proper enough, so he didn't want us to touch it.

Back at Xiaoshanlou, your group's masterpiece did give me a little inspiration.

How does it feel to trip over your own trap?