My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

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After the dance ended, the atmosphere didn't cool down; instead, it became even more exciting because the main event was about to begin.

Now it's time for the beauty to unveil her face and let everyone see her true appearance.

On the stone steps of the Zichen Hall.

Xia Wuwei stared at Hui on the scene, his desire already burning.

He had completely forgotten Dong'er, with whom he had spent several months, to the point that he felt no familiarity with the current Hui.

Especially when Hui was dancing, she would intentionally or unintentionally tease his senses with her beautiful, watery eyes.

Even now, the stunningly beautiful girl in the arena glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, seemingly unintentionally, causing his heart to flutter.

If it weren't for the grand ceremony to be held later, he would have eagerly brought this beauty who dared to seduce him to the harem long ago, to let her know the price of seducing him.

The fact that Hui's face was veiled only fueled his desire to see her more clearly.

Xia Wuwei couldn't take it anymore and ordered Li Fuguo, "Go and bring that beauty forward."

"This—" Li Fuguo said somewhat awkwardly, "Your Majesty, what about Miss Nangong—"

"It's nothing, I just asked her to come up and take a closer look."

Li Fuguo had no choice but to obey. Although he felt a sense of familiarity with the woman, he couldn't remember her at all.

This is understandable, since in his mind, Consort Hui had already been beaten to death, so he naturally wouldn't think in that direction.

Chapter 219 Assassination

Li Fuguo acted swiftly.

Soon a young eunuch came to Hui and told her, "Miss, His Majesty requests your presence."

Upon hearing this, Hui tensed up, knowing that an assassination attempt was imminent.

"Yes."

Hui sang like a nightingale.

Then, taking small steps behind the little eunuch, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he approached Xia Wuwei step by step...

No one present could tell that the petite, seemingly simple-minded figure on the red carpet was actually a first-rate martial artist who could be ennobled in the Xia Dynasty.

This is mainly due to Xia Yuxuan's unique secret technique, "The Breath Concealing Technique." Just like its name suggests, the Breath Concealing Technique hides the aura of one's internal energy, so that even a master of innate cultivation cannot detect it without careful observation.

However, Hui's highly deceptive appearance prevented anyone present from thinking in that direction.

Hui was originally about fifty meters away from Xia Wuwei, but now, as he gets closer step by step...

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Forty meters

Thirty-nine meters

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Twenty-one meters,

Twenty meters!

As the distance between them closed, Hui couldn't help but feel nervous.

Not only her, but Xia Yuxuan, who was watching all this from dozens of meters away, unconsciously tightened his grip on his wine glass.

He also knew that success or failure would hinge on a matter of moments.

As long as everything goes smoothly

He will then be able to obtain the throne he has always dreamed of.

They could also take advantage of the chaos following Xia Wuwei's death to rescue Hui.

As long as everything goes smoothly from here on out.

He can have both the country and the beauty.

if only···

Hui continued forward, seventeen, sixteen, fifteen!

However, at that moment, a sweet and charming cry of "Brother Wei!" broke the silence of the scene.

Upon hearing this voice, Hui's pupils contracted, and she thought to herself, "This is bad."

I looked up at the source of the sound.

As expected, it was Nangong Bingqing!

Everyone couldn't help but look at her, especially a burly man hidden in the crowd. The moment he saw Nangong Bingqing, he couldn't help but get excited.

Nangong Bingqing, the protagonist of today's coronation ceremony, unexpectedly ran out from around the corner of Zichen Palace and appeared directly in front of everyone.

At this moment, Nangong Bingqing was dressed in a bright red brocade robe with gold embroidery and phoenix patterns. The robe trailed more than three feet behind her, rustling as she moved. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with a large expanse of exquisite peonies using silk thread mixed with gold thread, which shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight. Her jet-black, smooth hair was tied into an intricate bun, with a "jade peach blossom" hairpin in the center. A double phoenix gilded crown weighed heavily on the bun, with sixteen hairpins (a type of headdress) on both sides making a clear, crisp sound. Her exquisitely beautiful face was sculpted, with distant mountain-like eyebrows, long eyebrows that reached her temples, and a pair of narrow, watery eyes that were misty and upturned at the corners, with a peach-colored blush at the corners, making her extremely beautiful, charming, and alluring.

Upon seeing Xia Wuwei, her delicate nose bridge was high and straight, her lips blossomed into a beautiful smile, and shallow dimples swirled gently.

Nangong Bingqing jogged lightly towards Xia Wuwei. The originally elaborate and heavy dress seemed weightless on her, but that was understandable.

For a grandmaster, a mere few dozen kilograms of formal attire is indeed nothing.

Two palace maids continued to chase after her, calling out, "Your Highness, Your Highness! You cannot see the Emperor now!"

Nangong Bingqing turned a deaf ear to this, as this mundane and ridiculous rule stipulated that the bride and groom were not allowed to meet for three days before the wedding.

She had endured three difficult days without seeing her fearful brother.

Three days have now passed.

Her longing for her brother Wei was like a hundred claws scratching at her heart, causing her unbearable torment.

Seeing that the official robes for the investiture ceremony were already on, she could no longer contain herself and hurriedly left the palace maids to find her beloved brother.

As a result, she didn't even wear the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.

But this is not her fault; she grew up in the unrestrained environment of the Tianshan Mountains.

"Rules" was a completely foreign word to her.

She doesn't even know that she needs to wear a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe for her wedding.

If it weren't for her deep love for Xia Wuwei, she would have left this orderly palace long ago without a second thought.

Nangong Bingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior.

She had waited three days, and she had even worn the dress. Now, there was absolutely no problem for her to see her beloved brother Wei, whom she had been longing for day and night.

However, there really wasn't any problem.

After all, no one present dared to say anything bad about her.

However, this was a terrible piece of news for Hui.

The Concealing Breath Technique is not without its flaws. While it can indeed make a martial artist appear no different from an ordinary person when they are not using their internal energy, it becomes completely ineffective once the martial artist uses their internal energy.

So Hui's strategy was to strike unexpectedly.

Despite having prepared two poisoned needles, Hui only has one chance.

The two grandmasters standing behind Xia Wuwei would not give Hui a second chance to make a move.

To make matters worse, Nangong Bingqing has now appeared.

Her appearance wasn't unusual, but Hui was astonished to discover that this "master" in Dong'er's memories was actually a grandmaster?!

'Such a young grandmaster!?'

Hui had long known that Nangong Bingqing knew martial arts and was a martial artist, but she could not know the specific level of Nangong Bingqing from Dong'er's memories.

Xia Yuxuan also had a hidden agenda, deliberately not telling Hui about Master Nangong Bingqing, for fear of putting Hui under psychological pressure.

Although Hui had a question in her mind: Why did Nangong Bingqing make Xia Wuwei go to such lengths?

Normally, when an emperor takes a fancy to a woman, he doesn't just issue an imperial edict.

Then, regardless of whether the woman is willing or not, or whether the forces behind her are willing or not, in the end they will all have to obediently be sent to Xia Wuwei's bed.

However, because the Celestial Realm is a secret possessed by only a very small number of people in this world, Hui still doesn't know about Tiandaozi.

Hui's mind was filled with questions:

Isn't breaking through to the Grandmaster level extremely difficult?

Aren't all grandmasters old men?

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Currently, Hui is 15 meters away from Xia Wuwei, which is at least halfway to the planned 10 steps.

However, as Hui watched Nangong Bingqing gradually approach Xia Wuwei, she understood even more clearly what would happen if Nangong Bingqing and Xia Wuwei stood close together.

Therefore, even if they were only a step away, Hui would not have been able to kill Xia Wuwei.

'no! '

Hui knew she didn't have time to dwell on why Nangong Bingqing was a Grandmaster.

make up one's mind.

Hui suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes meeting Xia Wuwei's, and her pupils contracted.

As meteorites that fall from the sky, meteorites are extremely rare.

Adding a few micrograms of meteorite iron powder to a weapon creates a rare and powerful weapon that even grandmasters yearn for.

This weapon is dozens of times more compatible with internal energy than ordinary weapons.

However, none of these can compare to the two cold needles that Xia Yuxuan forged from pure meteorite iron.

At this moment, Hui had no mind to marvel at Xia Yuxuan's nouveau riche lifestyle.

Her inner energy surged violently, and her slender hand snapped into a finger-like shape, holding a gleaming meteorite iron needle between her thumb and middle finger. The surging inner energy poured in like a burst dam, causing the already incredibly hard meteorite iron needle to sharpen to a point three feet above its tip. She didn't employ any sophisticated techniques, skills, or force… only one pursuit: speed!

It's incredibly fast!