Chapter 490: Lan Ling Wanted to Kill Her....
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The empress waved her hand, and the palace guards behind her entered in a single file. Without uttering a word, they launched a deadly attack on Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue wielded her whip to defend herself, realizing that this was all planned by the empress!
Su Yurou was killed by her sister in the palace. As the mother of the nation, the empress, leveraging the palace rules and national laws, executed Su Yingxue. What a well-devised plot!
However, Su Yingxue would not allow herself to perish at the hands of the empress.
She shouted to the sky, “Zi Wei!”
The black figure landed and appeared in front of everyone like a demon. His entire body was filled with a fierce and bloodthirsty aura. As soon as he unsheathed his saber, he cut an imperial palace guard in half from head to toe.
“Boom!”
The lifeless body lay on the ground, neatly cut in half, without any flesh or blood spilling out.
The palace guards were so frightened that they could not move.
The knives in their hands were trembling.
Who was this incredibly fierce person?
The empress was left dumbfounded. She had lived in the palace for a long time and had never seen such a terrifying assassin.
However, she couldn’t bear to see Su Yingxue still alive. She calmed herself down and roared at the palace guard beside her, “What are you standing there for? This intruder must also be killed in line with the palace rules! Today, we cannot let Su Yingxue escape from the palace!”
Today, she was determined to claim Su Yingxue’s head!
Zi Wei’s formidable martial arts skills behind Su Yingxue isolated her from the bloodshed. She squatted beside Su Yurou’s lifeless body, examining it.
There were many needle holes in her arms, especially her wrists and elbows. These were places that were easy to extract blood, but they were all bruised.
“Who would take so much blood, and for what purpose?”
She kept feeling that something was about to come out of her mind, but she couldn’t remember it for a while.
She needed to bring Su Yurou’s corpse back to the residence and consult Saint Ruan to study the matter together.
She lifted Su Yurou’s corpse, casting a glance at Zi Wei.
Zi Wei nodded, and she departed peacefully.
She navigated the palace roads she was familiar with. As long as she reached the palace gates, with Chu Yihan around, no one would dare to impede her, even if she carried a corpse.
However, before she could exit the secluded palace path, she encountered someone.
Someone quite familiar.
“Guard Lan?” Su Yingxue stopped in her tracks and looked at the man in front of her.
It had been a while since their last meeting. Lan Ling no longer possessed the same charm. He seemed to have weathered hardships. His recent days appeared challenging.
Lan Ling couldn’t conceal the longing in his eyes, a tide surging forth.
“Miss Su, you look… fine,” Lan Ling said with some relief.
Indeed, she was a capable woman, and with the Ninth Prince protecting her, each time they met, her complexion was rosy and radiant.
“Guard Lan, if you come here just to pick me up?” Although Su Yingxue had met him a few times, she still maintained her vigilance.
Because she knew that Lan Ling was born into the Lan family, which was the trump card in the emperor’s hands. The Lan family had 200,000 soldiers, and the descendants of the Lan family had been loyal to the emperor for generations.
Chu Mingyuan harbored a deep fear of him.
“Miss Su, please forgive me. 1 have to disappoint you.”
Lan Ling pulled out a medicine bottle from his pocket. The golden wound medicine Su Yingxue had previously given him. Although he had used it up, he couldn’t bear to discard the bottle and carried it in his pocket every day.
When holding the bottle, his eyes still harbored nostalgia. The moment he let go of the bottle, he transformed into a cold-blooded and ruthless assassin, drawing his knife and slashing towards Su Yingxue..