People in the Qin Dynasty sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Chapter 27, Assassination, Assassination, Assassination
The Fourth Young Master's Residence.

Han Yu returned to his study, and after Han Qiancheng checked that there were no problems, he closed the door behind him.

"Fourth Master, how is the Crown Prince?" Han Qiancheng asked.

"The illness has reached a critical stage, and his life hangs by a thread," Han Yu said in a deep voice.

Han Qiancheng was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly offered his congratulations.

"Congratulations, Fourth Prince! Congratulations, Fourth Prince! As long as the Crown Prince dies, the position of Crown Prince will undoubtedly belong to you, Fourth Prince. Once you become the Crown Prince, you will surely be able to rectify the court, expel treacherous officials, and restore the reputation of our mighty Han Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Han Yu frowned and simply sighed.

"Fourth Master, has something unexpected happened?" Han Qiancheng asked in a low voice.

"The Crown Prince is indeed on the verge of death, but Xu Qing, a physician from the Imperial Medical Academy, claims he is confident he can cure him." Han Yu told Han Qiancheng what had happened at the Crown Prince's residence.

Han Qiancheng looked surprised, and after hesitating for a while, he said...

"Fourth Master, in principle, the Crown Prince's condition is beyond saving. To this day, I have never heard of anyone being able to pull the Crown Prince, who was dying from a cold, back from the brink of death."

"Aren't you being too nervous? Even if it were the Mirror Lake Physician, the head of the Physician Sect, Mr. Nian Duan, I'm afraid he would be powerless to help the Crown Prince's illness."

"There are many extraordinary people in this world, and besides, Xu Qing's treatment isn't based on conventional medical techniques, but rather on refining some kind of elixir," Han Yu said.

"After he cured Lady Hu, rumors began to circulate about how miraculous his medical skills were. I didn't believe in such superstitious and supernatural claims."

"But both Lady Hu and Lady Mingzhu regard him as their trusted physician and summon him to examine the prince's pulse every day. This makes me wonder if he really has the ability to cure the prince."

Upon hearing this, Han Qiancheng's eyes flashed with a resolute look as he spoke.

"Fourth Master, should we get rid of him?"

Han Yu shook his head slightly and said from his seat.
"If I'm not mistaken, Ji Wuye has already sent people to secretly protect Xu Qing. The Crown Prince is a puppet for him to maintain his power, so naturally he will do everything in his power to protect the Crown Prince."

"News has come from the palace that Xu Qing has begun refining pills and has made many arrangements. He is not allowing anyone to disturb him. The situation is tilting in Ji Wuye's favor."

Han Qiancheng remained silent upon hearing this, instead staring intently at Han Yu, awaiting his command.

He understood Han Yu's personality; Han Yu would never let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Moreover, they are only one step away from success, and as long as they take that step, any price they pay will be worthwhile.

Han Yu's expression gradually turned cold, his eyes filled with killing intent, and he said in a deep voice.
"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to use our last plan: to awaken the assassins and let them..."

Han Qiancheng listened attentively to Han Yu's arrangements, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, and his face showing surprise.

"Remember to be extremely careful and don't let Ji Wuye suspect anything," Han Yu instructed.
"Also, don't show yourself in this matter; have your subordinates handle it."

"promise."

As night falls, darkness gradually rises.

The nights in Xinzheng belong to the powerful and wealthy. News of the Crown Prince's critical illness is being strictly controlled, and the powerful and wealthy are unaware that undercurrents are already swirling in Xinzheng.

They continued to frequent brothels, while their wives and family members all went to the theater inside the Han King's palace.

The lanterns cast an orange glow, casting a warm light on the pavilions, terraces, ponds, and rockeries. The wives and relatives of the powerful and wealthy in Xinzheng gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing in hushed tones, but their eyes couldn't help but drift toward the pavilions with the best views of the stage.

"It is said that this performance was held by the King for Consort Hu to celebrate her recovery from illness, and today is also Consort Hu's birthday. The King specially invited the most famous actor from Zhao State half a month ago."

"Yes, I've heard about it too. We weren't originally qualified to come, but Lady Hu suggested that everyone enjoy themselves together, so we were able to come and watch this wonderful show."

"Then we should go and properly celebrate Hu Meiren's birthday later."

The protagonist in the stories told by these noblewomen, Lady Hu, was sitting gracefully on the pavilion, her eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something.

"Ruotao, have all the invited ladies arrived?" Hu Meiren asked, looking at the women below the stage.

“Everyone except Madam Mingzhu has arrived,” Ruotao said.

Hu Meiren didn't mind that Chao Nuyao hadn't come; she knew Chao Nuyao didn't like watching plays, so her absence was normal. Besides, Chao Nuyao's absence would make it easier for Hu Meiren to reunite with her sister.

"My lady, the actors' performance is about to begin," Ruotao reminded her.

Hu Meiren gave a perfunctory "hmm" twice, but her eyes continued to scan the women below, finally settling on one person.

The other person was wearing a light green dress and exuded a gentle temperament, giving people a very elegant and tranquil feeling. The other person's temperament was completely different from that of Hu Meiren, but the two had a similar appearance.

Sister, I've finally found you.

Hu Meiren stared at Madam Hu for a long time, unable to recover, her eyes slightly red and misty.

Madam Hu, who was chatting and laughing with other women, also noticed that someone was watching her. So she looked in the direction and saw Hu Meiren on the stage.

When Madam Hu saw Hu Meiren, she was stunned. Looking at the familiar face, a sense of familiarity from her bloodline lingered in her heart.

Madam Hu covered her mouth, looking at the beautiful Hu on the stage in surprise. She recognized her.

That was her sister, absolutely her sister. She never imagined that Consort Hu, the favorite concubine of the King of Han, was actually her sister who had been missing for many years.

Looking at Madam Hu's expression, Hu Meiren understood that the other woman had recognized her, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

Just as the two sisters were still immersed in the joy and surprise of finding each other, hurried footsteps and shouts rang out outside the theater.

"Assassins! Assassins! Quick, protect the beauty and the nobles!"

"There are assassins!"

Exclamations and hurried footsteps broke the festive atmosphere in the theater. The ladies-in-waiting, including Hu Meiren, looked around in alarm, seeing armored soldiers running outside, their armor clashing and shouts echoing.

Panic spread, and for a moment, everyone's attention was no longer on the upcoming performance by the actors.

The guards in charge of security led his men quickly into the theater.

"My esteemed guests, please remain calm and do not panic."

The general reassured the people as he walked towards Consort Hu.

"My lady, a group of assassins have appeared outside the theater from who-knows-where. For your safety and the safety of your esteemed guests, please lead everyone to take refuge temporarily," the general said.

"An assassin? How could there be an assassin?" Hu Meiren asked in a panic.

"Judging from their clothing, they seem to be Baiyue people," the general said with a complicated expression.

"What!?" Hu Meiren's face showed a look of horror.

"My lady, please lead your esteemed guests back to the palace via the inner passage. I will lead men to block the assassins," the general said again.

Lady Hu glanced nervously at the bewildered Madam Hu below the stage, and then addressed the general.
"Okay, I'll leave with my men right away. You arrange for a group of people to protect us."

"promise."

Led by Consort Hu and arranged by the imperial guards, the noblewomen, protected by armored soldiers, retreated towards the Han King's palace, while sending people to report the situation to King Han An at the Crown Prince's residence.

The imperial guards strode into the Crown Prince's residence and arrived at the room where Prince Han An was.

"Your Majesty, Baiyue assassins have attacked the theater in the Han Palace. The imperial guards are resisting them, and General Feng requests reinforcements," the armored soldier said to King Han An.

King Han An stared in shock at the armored soldiers, the medicine bowl in his hand falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.

Ji Wuye, standing to the side, also showed surprise, his expression inscrutable.

"What? What did you say? Baiyue assassins? How could Baiyue people possibly appear in Xinzheng?" King Han An exclaimed in panic, his words tinged with fear.

For King An of Han, Baiyue was the most taboo word. Behind the name Baiyue lay the secret of how he rose from an ordinary prince to the crown prince and eventually the King of Han.

Back then, he, Ji Wuye, and Bai Yifei joined forces to instigate internal strife in Baiyue, using this as a pretext to ally with the State of Chu and destroy Baiyue.

Thanks to this military achievement, he became the crown prince, Ji Wuye became a general, and Bai Yifei went from being the Snow-Clad Marquis to the Blood-Clad Marquis.

Therefore, the Baiyue people became a thorn in King An of Han's side. Now, upon hearing about the Baiyue assassins, King An immediately assumed that the Baiyue people had returned for revenge.

"General, you must quickly lead men to surround and wipe out these people. We must not let these assassins escape!" King Han An looked at Ji Wuye in alarm.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will go immediately," Ji Wuye said in a deep voice.

The Baiyue matter was not only a thorn in Han Wang An's side, but also a forbidden zone for Ji Wuye. He understood the seriousness of the Baiyue assassin attack better than Han Wang An did.

The attack by the Baiyue assassins came too suddenly, making him wonder if Tianze was not dead, but rather that the news of his hiding had been exposed, thus attracting the rescue by the remnants of the Baiyue.

When Baiyue was defeated, Tianze was captured by Bai Yifei, but two of his four top fighters escaped and their whereabouts remain unknown.

Having learned of Tianze's whereabouts, they gathered men to attack the Han King's Palace, hoping to incite unrest in Xinzheng and ultimately rescue Tianze.

He had to quell the unrest as quickly as possible, not only because of the identities of the assassins, but also because the security of Xinzheng and the Han royal palace was his responsibility as the general.

Now that the Baiyue assassins have suddenly attacked the theater in the Han royal palace, the Han royal palace guards have not noticed at all, which is already a dereliction of duty.

Given the current situation in Xinzheng, Han Yu will inevitably seize this opportunity to launch a fierce attack and take away his military power.

If any of the powerful families in the theater were to suffer further injury, Han Yu and Zhang Kaidi would be able to take the opportunity to win over a large number of court officials.

His situation will become even more dangerous then, so he must do everything in his power to suppress these assassins as soon as possible.

"Immediately notify the Imperial Guards to go to the theater and gather the guards from the Crown Prince's residence. Leave two hundred men behind, and the rest will follow the general to eliminate the assassins," Ji Wuye ordered.

"Yes."

After leaving a small number of guards at the Crown Prince's residence, Ji Wuye led a large number of guards toward the Han King's Palace Theater.

Just after Ji Wuye led his army away from the Crown Prince's residence, a group of people emerged from the shadows near the residence.

After two crossbow bolts killed the guards at the entrance of the Crown Prince's residence, a group of assassins dressed in Baiyue clothing rushed out from the shadows and launched an attack on the residence.

"Attack! Attack!"

"Assassins! Assassins! Protect the King!"

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