Emperor Jin

Chapter 75 Can Xue
The silver needle brought out a gleam of light in the dark night, pierced through the throat, and quietly fell into the fine cracks in the bluestone.

A huge roar sounded in Huo Ming's ears, and the roar caused the blood in his whole body to flow away. White light flashed in front of his eyes, but he finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

Blood snaked out from the throat, and his relatives came to rescue him in panic, but they were also killed one by one by the silver needle in the assassin's sleeve.

In the long street of the capital, this short-lived sniper scene still failed to shake people's sweet dreams—winter nights are really too deep.

There was only a thin layer of residual snow left on the eaves, with black tiles peeking out faintly, and snow dripping faintly.

Huo Ming covered his neck with his hands, struggled in vain, and collapsed on the ground, his sleeves were stained red and bloody, his pupils were gradually dilated, and he was at a loss——

A round of cold moon came out from among the clouds, and the cool and shining light shone in the middle of the long street, and the assassin's mask was reflected in a silvery white.

The pearl reflected in Huo Ming's eyes, but made his dilated pupils shrink suddenly.

As if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, the dying man twitched violently, and his extinguished eyes also condensed into two flames——

He stretched out his hand, dripping with blood, and grabbed it in the direction of the assassin, with hatred in his eyes, but also a different kind of fear.

His throat quivered, and he screamed indistinctly——

"You monster... I still remember this mask!!"

Blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, staining the court uniform, which was particularly shocking in this dark night.

"What did you say……?!"

Bao Jin was supposed to run away, but when he heard this sudden sentence, he felt startled and uncertain, so he jumped in front of him, grabbed his collar, shook him vigorously, and said, "So what about this mask?"

Huo Ming was speechless, Bao Jin reached out his hand to his nose, and couldn't help but said dejectedly: "Are you dead...!"

Annoyed in her heart, she felt that she was overwhelmed with thoughts, as if falling into a cloud. After a moment of silence, she sighed bitterly, and finally turned around and left.

She was frightened and angry, and she was in a hurry, and she never looked back——

Huo Ming, who was lying stiff on the ground, started to tremble slightly again. His blood-stained fingers stroked the ground twice, but he couldn't hold on anymore and let go.

The night fell into silence again, and this time, there was no sound.

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In Zhaoyang Palace, the emperor and empress had already rested, and everything was quiet, except for the palace servant who was on duty at night in the corridor, wrapped his thick clothes tightly around his body in the cold night, trembling and yawning.

Zhang Xun lingered at the door, very hesitant, holding an urgent report in his hand, sealed in white silk, nothing special.

Zhang Xun held the thin strip tightly, counting to the depths of winter, feeling like his palms were sweating.

He gritted his teeth, and was about to send someone to report, but he heard the small door of the side hall being pushed open with a bang, and Lin'er, who was beside the queen, came out wearing a thick honey-colored satin gown with long hair draped over her shoulders, smiling. Asked: "Eunuch Zhang, what's the matter in the middle of the night?"

"If there's nothing serious, I don't dare to disturb Sheng Jia even though I have a few heads..."

Zhang Xun smiled wryly, and was about to go up the steps when Lin'er dodged and cleverly stood in front of the hall, annoyed half playfully and half threateningly: "You're such an elm head... The emperor and the empress are resting, you are so rash at this time." Going in, it's really annoying!"

"If the master and the empress are angry, it's just a meal. If this thing is not presented in time, I will lose my head tonight."

Zhang Xun didn't like her, pushed her lightly, and instructed the night watchman to report quickly inside.

The emperor dressed in a hurry and announced him to enter. Zhang Xun didn't say a word, but just knelt and handed over the report. He lowered his head, and a skirt faintly passed by in front of his eyes. voice -

"what happened?"

Her voice was slightly lazy, but more dazed.

The emperor didn't answer, but just shook the secret report in his hand and read it silently.

Seeing his unkind expression, the queen was even more astonished, and asked again: "What's the matter?!"

The emperor suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, he looked at her coldly, and said softly in a completely unfamiliar tone: "I'm asking you too... What's going on here?!"

(End of this chapter)