Under the silvery moonlight, Hong Ling stumbled all the way to the address recorded on the paper.
The pretty figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, quietly observing the movements in the courtyard.
After a long time, in the dark courtyard, the easternmost wing suddenly lit up with candlelight.
Hong Ling narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the movement in the wing.
A beautiful figure was reflected on the window paper by the candlelight; Hong Ling recognized at a glance that this person was exactly the person she was looking for.
After about a stick of incense, the room turned dark again.
Hong Ling leaned her back against the wall, clenched her fists, and kept telling herself: 'Be calm! Wait for the opportunity...'
In the long wait, time passed by minute by second.
Until Hong Ling felt that the time was right, she tapped her toes and landed on the roof of the easternmost wing.
He gently moved a tile away, and under the moonlight, he could clearly see the person sleeping soundly on the bed.
"This will be your last sweet dream in life!" Hong Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and she gently returned the tiles to their original positions.
He tapped his toes lightly and floated outside the room.
He took out an incense stick from his arms, lit it, and stuffed it into the room along the crack in the door.
When the incense burned out, Hong Ling moved her wrist lightly, and a dagger appeared in her palm.
Using the tip of the dagger, Hong Ling easily pried open the door.
He started to push open the door gently, and scanned the room with vigilant eyes. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he stepped into the room with gentle steps.
The moment Hong Ling stepped into the wing, the originally dark wing suddenly became as bright as a mirror.
Hong Ling was suddenly startled, and it was too late to turn around!
"Now that you're here, why bother leaving in a hurry?" Ni Ha blocked Hong Ling's only way out with a faint smile on his face.
A cold light suddenly appeared in Hong Ling's eyes, and she subconsciously clenched the dagger in her hand: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to set this girl up?"
"Want to know the reason?" Ni Ha looked leisurely, as if Hong Ling was a lamb ready to be slaughtered in the palm of her hand.
"..." Hong Ling said nothing, her eyes fixed on Ni Ha.
Niha raised his chin towards the bed: "The reason is very simple, because you want to touch my people!"
"My lord?" Hong Ling narrowed her eyelids slightly and looked Niha up and down: "If I remember correctly, Chuxia Kingdom does not have an official like you!"
The smile on Ni Ha's face disappeared, and he looked at Hong Ling seriously: "It seems that you know a lot about the affairs of the country in early summer!"
"..." Hong Ling Ying pursed her lips tightly and did not reply. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Xiao Ru sleeping on the bed, and a bold guess brewed in Hong Ling's mind: "You claim to be my lord, but you have nothing to do with the Chu Xia Kingdom.
It has nothing to do with her; on the contrary, she has a close relationship with Xiao Ru..." Hong Ling stepped forward and leaned slightly towards the bed: "... You should be an old member of the Xuan Bing Kingdom!" It was not a question, but an affirmation.
Niha stepped forward: "It seems that I have really underestimated your IQ!"
Hong Ling felt a chill from Ni Ha: "Your appearance is very unusual; what is your purpose?"
"It's best not to know too much, because..." Niha's voice was filled with a hint of coldness: "...the more you know, the closer you are to death!"
Hong Ling suddenly tapped her toes and quickly moved towards the person on the bed.
At the critical moment, a strange figure blocked Hong Ling's path.
Hong Ling's body was tumbling in mid-air to avoid the wind from the palm of her hand.
"No matter how many people you put in the room, they can all come out at once!" Hong Ling said coldly.
"We, father and son, are enough!" Niha whispered proudly.
"Then come!" Hong Ling raised the dagger in her hand without any fear.
Ni Ha smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "You alone are not worthy of me to take action!" After finishing his words, he winked at Shao Hua.
Shaohua nodded knowingly and struck Hong Ling with his palm.
Hong Ling calmed down her emotions and flew forward to meet him.
The palm winds of the two people met in the air, and in just a few seconds, Hong Ling's body was blown away.
"Although he has great internal strength, he is not good at martial arts!" Shaohua concluded quietly.
Hong Ling knew that her cultivation was too short and she should not forcefully fight against Shao Hua, but at this time, her escape route was blocked, and she didn't know what better way to use.
"Fight quickly! Leave one alive!" Niha urged.
"Yes!" Shaohua responded and attacked Hong Ling again.
A loss brings wisdom. Even if there was no other better way for the time being, Hong Ling did not dare to take the opponent's palm rashly; she turned sideways to avoid Shaohua's palm.
Shaohua went up and down and attacked Hong Ling again.
The two figures flashed rapidly in the room, like a cat chasing a mouse, one chasing and the other hiding.
As time passed by, Niha completely lost his patience, and while Hong Ling was avoiding Shaohua's palm, he slapped her from behind unexpectedly.
Hong Ling's body flew out and hit the wall hard; a mouthful of blood spurted out from under the veil.
Niham walked up to Hong Ling and stared at her sliding down the wall: "Let me see your face under the veil!"
Hong Ling wanted to resist, but her arms couldn't exert even a trace of strength.
Niha lightly hooked the red silk veil with her fingertips, uncovering her face bit by bit.
"Empress!" Shao Qi's eyes widened in shock.
Ni Ha was equally astonished, but there was a burst of surprise in his heart: "It seems that I really underestimated you, the Queen. I didn't expect you to be able to do martial arts... I didn't expect you to show it to me stupidly yourself!"
Hong Ling's breathing was rapid, and her tone was extremely weak: "You, why do you recognize me at a glance?"
Shaohua stepped forward and solved Hong Ling's doubts: "I am a palace guard. I know you, the Queen, so there is nothing surprising!"
"Palace guard?" He suppressed the blood in his throat that wanted to spit out again; he vaguely realized that things were not as simple as he said.
"Everything means nothing to you now; because you won't leave here alive!" Shaohua said calmly, stating the facts that were about to happen.
"You mean, you mean, you want to kill the current queen!" What Shaohua just said made Hong Ling even more sure of her thoughts.
"Yes!" Shaohua's expression remained unchanged: "It was a blessing from God to let you escape by chance. This time you can't even think of leaving alive!"
What Shaohua said made Hong Ling keenly think of one thing: "It turns out that you sent people to assassinate me!"
"Now that I know, I'm afraid it's too late!" Shaohua suddenly raised his palm: "Let me send you on your way!"
"Wait!" At the critical moment, Niha used his palm to save Hong Ling.
"Father..." Shaohua didn't know why and looked at Niha in confusion.
"Keep her here for now!" Niha said without any unnecessary nonsense, directly outside the room: "Here comes someone!"
Two men pushed the door open one after the other: "Sir! What are your orders?"
"Put her in the dungeon! Remember to guard her closely!" Niha warned.
"Yes!" The two men stepped forward and roughly dragged Hong Ling out of the room without any mercy.