It was already midnight, and Liu Hong was lying quietly on the dragon bed, closing his eyes to rest. Qian Shuo bowed and stood beside Liu Hong, serving him carefully.

The small yellow gate sent to invite Ye Zhao into the palace had been gone for an hour. Beigong was not far from Ye Zhao's Weiwei Mansion. It was usually half an hour enough to go back and forth, but Ye Zhao was still not seen, which made Qian Shuo suddenly feel a little confused.

When Ye Zhao was considered an imperial party and Qian Shuo was considered a united front, he didn't feel much. But at this moment, with Liu Hong's attitude changing, he was about to face Ye Zhao head-on, which made him feel different.

During this hour, what Qian Shuo thought of was Ye Zhao's past glorious achievements. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had no confidence in his heart. Even thousands of troops could not stop Ye Zhao. Can the 800 imperial guards in the palace really kill Ye Zhao?

"Duke Shuo, the Marquis of Guoting has entered the palace." Pan Yin, a member of the army, came to Qian Shuo and whispered: "Our troops are ready, just wait for Duke Shuo to give orders!"

Qian Shuo shivered, woke up, glanced at Liu Hong, looked at the closed-minded Liu, pulled Pan Yin aside, and whispered: "How many people did he bring?"

"Without bringing a soldier and a soldier, I entered the palace alone!" Pan Yin whispered: "Are we going to kill directly?"

Qian Shuo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Ye Zhao had not brought any troops. Ye Zhao was famous, but he was only a powerful commander. He was not the kind of peerless general who could block a hundred. If he was just him, Qian Shuo had eight hundred imperial guards hidden on the side, so it should not be difficult to kill Ye Zhao.

"Shuo~" Liu Hong opened his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and exclaimed softly.

"Your Majesty, I am here!" Qian Shuo hurried forward, hugged his waist, and tried to close his ears to Liu Hong.

"But Ye Qing is here." Liu Hong looked at the ceiling without hesitation.

"Yes, he is the only one!" Qian Shuo nodded and said, "Your Majesty, do you really want to take action?"

Liu Hong closed his eyes, nodded silently, and sighed: "It's just a pity Weier..."

"Then I will make arrangements now!" Qian Shuo bowed.

Liu Hong nodded, and there was no sound, as if he was asleep.

Qian Shuo took Pan Yin and bowed to Liu Hong, slowly retreating from the hall. Outside the hall gate, more than a dozen imperial guards stood at the entrance of the hall with torches. There was silence in Changle Palace. A small yellow gate trotted to the front and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Guoting led the Northern Palace Captain Ren Hongchang to wait outside the palace."

"Ren Hongchang!?" Qian Shuo's eyes narrowed, he looked down at Xiao Huangmen and said, "Is Beigong Wei also nearby?"

He forgot that Ye Zhao had such a close horse in the palace. The prototype of the Beigong Wei female soldier was pulled out by Ye Zhao with one hand, and his combat power was very strong. When Muye rescued the car, it was the group of female soldiers who protected Liu Hongqiang until Ye Zhao came to support. If Beigong Wei was on the side, it would be difficult to kill Ye Zhao.

"I haven't seen it." Xiaohuangmen shook his head and said.

Qian Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart became uneasy. He thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty only summoned the Marquis of Guoting, but did not summon the Beigong Captain. Ren Hongchang was appointed to wait outside the palace gate and ask the Marquis of Guoting to enter the palace alone to meet Your Majesty."

"Here."

Xiaohuangmen agreed, turned around and trotted to pass the order.

Outside Changle Palace, Ye Zhao stood with his hands behind his back. Beside him, Ren Hongchang stood beside Ye Zhao with a green-faced and fanged bronze mask, with no expression visible. He held a silver spear in his hand, and his agile figure under the moonlight and the bronze mask was accompanied by a strange temptation, like a Shura.

"Your Majesty asked the Marquis of Guoting to enter the palace to see the emperor. The Captain of the Beigong Palace was not allowed to enter Changle Palace until he was summoned." Xiaohuangmen trotted to Ye Zhao and bowed.

Ye Zhao looked at the gate of Changle Palace and smiled and said, "Hongchang, have you arranged it?"

"It has been arranged! Let the master have helped to clear the surroundings." Ren Hongchang bowed.

"If this matter is not a good thing, you will be beheaded." Ye Zhao looked at Ren Hongchang and smiled.

"Your Majesty's kindness was already paid back when Muye was about to be repaid. Beigong Wei is now obeying the orders of the lord." Ren Hongchang ignored the expression of Xiaohuangmen and said calmly.

"Very good, you don't let me down, I will not let you down!" Ye Zhao pressed the small yellow gate that turned around and wanted to walk into the palace, took a deep breath and said, "Then follow the plan. In a quarter of an hour, I will control Changle Palace!"

"Here!" Ren Hongchang bowed.

"Let's go!" Ye Zhao looked at the little yellow gate that looked back tremblingly, and his teeth were exposed. His white teeth were a bit hideous under the moonlight.

"Here..." Xiao Huangmen only felt his legs weak and he wanted to fall. Ye Zhao tucked his five fingers, and only felt a piercing pain surge. Xiao Huangmen grinned in pain, but did not dare to scream.

"As you, I will ensure you are fine!" Ye Zhao said with a smile.

"Here~" Xiaohuangmen was crying, and a pungent smell filled his face. Ye Zhao looked down and saw that his crotch had lost.

"Living in this deep palace, you must have courage." Ye Zhao smiled, said warmly and safely, and walked straight into Changle Palace with the little yellow sect.

"Stop!" Two guards guarding the gate of Changle Palace stepped forward, stopped Ye Zhao, and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there must be no golden sword in front of you. Please ask the Marquis of Guoting to untie the sword."

Ye Zhao let go of the small yellow gate, reached out to remove the sword, looked at the sword in his hand, shook his head and sighed: "This sword is an ancient famous sword given by His Majesty. The sword is named Longyuan. If you kill someone without blood, I am curious if it is true."

"Please..." The two guards frowned. I wonder why Ye Zhao told them about this. Just as he was about to say it again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Singing~"

With a clear sound of swords, the two guards looked at Ye Zhao in shock, with their hands pressed against their necks, and blood kept pouring out from their fingers.

"So it's really not bloody?" Ye Zhao looked at the shiny sword body carefully. With the terrified gaze of Xiaohuangmen, he slowly sheathed the sword. Without looking at the two guards, he walked straight into the palace. Behind him, the bodies of the two guards fell unwillingly, accompanied by the shrill screams of the Xiaohuangmen.

Outside the hall, Qian Shuo naturally heard the screams outside. Looking at Ye Zhao who was strode in the meteor, Qian Shuo instinctively took a step back, then took a deep breath, shouted sternly: "What happened outside?"

No one answered, Ye Zhao slowed down and walked towards the palace gate.

"Marquis Guoting stopped!" Qian Shuo's expression changed, he faintly noticed that something was wrong, and he shouted quickly.

"Your Majesty summoned me, why did Mr. Shuo stop me?" Ye Zhao asked with a smile, but his steps did not stop at all. An unspeakable sense of oppression spread, making Qian Shuo's breathing become more and more urgent.

"Stop!" Qian Shuo said sternly again.

"You are just a lieutenant, I am ranked as the Ninth Minister. What qualifications do you have to order me?" Ye Zhao kept walking, but the forcing momentum fell like a substance, making Qian Shuo almost unable to breathe.

"Shoot the arrow!" Seeing Ye Zhao's distance from him getting closer, and every time Ye Zhao took a step, Qian Shuo felt the pressure on his body doubled, and unspeakable fear continued to grow in his heart. Finally, he could not bear it. He waved his arms frantically and ordered the imperial guards hidden in the dark to take action.

Almost at the moment when Qian Shuo ordered, Ye Zhao, who had been moving slowly, suddenly accelerated his pace and his speed suddenly soared. He took only three breaths to cross the distance.

"Swish swish swish swish swish~"

Scattered clusters of arrows flew from the darkness and fell all over the ground, but none of them could touch the corner of Ye Zhao's clothes.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ye Zhao's sword was already crossing Qian Shuo's neck, and he didn't give the imperial guards who were lying in the dark to aim again. The cold sword blade was pressed against Qian Shuo's skin, causing goose bumps to appear on his neck.

"Ye Zhao, you have indeed become disobedient!" Qian Shuo's teeth were trembling and trying to calm down.

"The unjust heart?" Ye Zhao shook his head and sighed: "It seems that His Majesty really wants to kill me?"

"There are eight hundred imperial guards here. Ye Zhao, you can't escape!" Qian Shuo tried to open his neck and tried to keep his neck away from the sword blade.

"Escape?" Ye Zhao sneered: "When will you see me escape on the battlefield?"

“Ah~”

A short scream rang out from the corner of the palace. As soon as it sounded, it seemed like someone had pinched his neck. The bloody smell spread in the palace at some point.

Qian Shuo was shocked and looked around quickly. It was just under the night sky, and it was difficult to see the darkness. He could only hear the howling night wind roaring in his ears.

A cold air surged out of his spine and spread rapidly to his limbs. Qian Shuo swallowed unconsciously, trying to calm down, and suddenly shouted: "The three army men don't have to pay attention to me. Ye Zhao hits His Majesty, his unjust intention is obvious, and the men men will kill him immediately!"

The howling night wind brought Qian Shuo's voice far away, but there was no response under the night. From time to time, a burst of rapid weapons collisions could be heard, but it would soon disappear.

"No one has told you that what Beigong Wei is best at is assassination! Did he attack at night?" Ye Zhao took back his sword and smiled at Qian Shuo.

"So... it's Beigong Wei!" Qian Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "These sluts!"

"Beigong Wei, I was a hero who saved the Lord Muye at the time!" Ye Zhao sighed, looked at the dark night and shook his head, "If Your Majesty and you and others had not regarded him as a slut, and would have taken him out and handed him out to those royal relatives and nobles as a plaything, how could this Beigong Wei be disinterested?"

Since the Beigong Wei was rebuilt, many people in Luoyang City began to make up for the Beigong Wei. Although Liu Hong was grateful for the kindness of Beigong Wei, he no longer paid attention to it after returning to the palace for a while. If a clan asked for one or two Beigong Wei, Liu Hong would give it to him casually. Although the group of female soldiers who rescued the Jiajia were grateful for their contributions and did not treat them harshly, this attitude made most of the girls in Beigong Wei feel heartbroken. This is why Ye Zhao was able to take Beigong Wei secretly in his hands.

"Lord, the thieves in the palace have been cleared!" A quarter of an hour later, Ren Hongchang appeared in front of Ye Zhao and Qianshuo with Li Shuxiang and Ma Nanxiang. The three of them were stained with blood, and under the bronze mask, their eyes were full of murderous aura.

"You traitor, you can't wait to die well!" Qian Shuo looked at these people and gritted his teeth.

"It seems... Your Majesty really wants to kill me!" Ye Zhao sighed and looked at the three girls and said, "You are grateful for the girls who can help me so far. Don't participate in the next thing."

"Where is the lord, where is the Beigong Wei?" Ren Hongchang said calmly.

Ye Zhao nodded, and said nothing pretentiously, just said, "I hope that girls don't regret it in the future. I will go to see Your Majesty. If you guard the palace gate, you will block anyone from here!"

"Here!"

"Ye Zhao, don't be disrespectful to Your Majesty!" Qian Shuo was locked by the backhands of the two female soldiers who walked out of the secret, and looked at Ye Zhao and said sternly.
Chapter completed!