Chapter 60: The Harem Sends an SOS 10

  Suburbs, already in the depths of night, a crescent moon hung at the edge of the sky, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on the forest, adding a touch of chilliness.

  In the distance, Nalan Yanran stepped on the moon and came. She flew through the forest, lightly tapping the branches, and landed agilely by the creek.

  "Is everything settled?"

  Nalan Yanran turned back, and saw a tall figure slowly walking out of the darkness, with his back to the light, unable to see his face clearly. However, the sharp gaze in his eyes was hard to conceal. She immediately knelt down. "Zhao Song has already agreed, but I think this person is not very reliable."

  That figure stopped one meter away from her, moonlight shining on his body, with a slender figure and every move he made had an air of elegance that couldn't be hidden. Nalan Yanran's heart beat involuntarily faster, it has been... a long time since she last saw him.

  "Go to Nalan Xixi again and tell her that Zhao Song had a private conversation with you today."

  "Tell her?!" Nalan Yanran was puzzled. "But if we tell her, she'll definitely get rid of Zhao Song first, and then without Zhao Song's help..."

  The person opposite smiled lightly and said, "You are indeed clever for a moment but muddled for a lifetime."

  Nalan Yanran nodded her head. "Please instruct me, Master."

  "Nalan Xixi has long since made up her mind to kill you. If she wants to kill you, can you escape?"

  Nalan Yanran's expression changed slightly, she naturally knew that Nalan Xianyu wanted to kill someone, it was just a fleeting thought.

  "If she knew you had secret dealings with Zhao Song and that Zhao Song was going to take action, she would shift her attention to Zhao Song first. And if you went over there to confess, she would think there's still room for manipulation, using you to gather information about Zhao Song's side, so she wouldn't be in a hurry to kill you."

  As he spoke, he walked closer to Nalan Xiangxiang, helped her up, and continued in a low voice by her ear: "When the chaos begins, she will certainly think it is Zhao Song's doing. At that time, we can use her hand to get rid of Zhao Song. Moreover, if you tell her now that Zhao Song is secretly plotting, she will definitely try to get rid of him. When Zhao Song realizes the crisis, he will cooperate with you without hesitation and counterattack together."

  Nalan was secretly amazed, not surprisingly it was him, his thoughts were so meticulous, every step was well-planned, and he achieved two goals with one move. In her heart, a hidden feeling that had been suppressed for a long time began to spread quietly.

  She smiled happily. "The master is wise."

  Across from her, the man maintained his gentle smile as always. He gazed at her under the moonlight, lightly hooking his finger under her chin, his voice soft and irresistible. "You've been working hard this time. After things are settled, I'll make it up to you properly."

  Nalan Yanran's face turned slightly red, she didn't dare look at him. "I am willing to die ten thousand times for my lord!"

  The man smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and said seriously: "The invitation to the imperial ceremony has been sent out, Luo Tian has also tightened the security defense of the Imperial City. Don't come looking for me too frequently recently. The troops have already been deployed. When the time comes, act according to circumstances. If things fail, no matter what, kill him."

  Nalan's eyes widened slightly as she was taken aback, the turmoil in her heart suddenly suppressed by his unexpected sternness, not daring to be slow.

  He turned around and walked slowly towards the darkness, his voice colder than ever before. "If he doesn't die, you don't have to come back."

  Under the moonlight, Nalan's body trembled heavily, and the brief sense of happiness had vanished completely.

  She lifted her head and looked at his gradually disappearing back, responding softly, "Yes."

  The grand ceremony of the enthronement of Emperor Luo Tian, please send a dispatch to the thirteen countries, each country will send an envoy to come and celebrate, it is an unprecedented grand occasion, once in a hundred years.

  The streets were decorated with lanterns and streamers, even more lively than the Lunar New Year. The crowds on the streets were packed, and everyone who met talked about this grand ceremony of enthronement. The common people took it as a grand celebration, but they didn't realize that there was a crisis lurking beneath the celebration.

  Nalan Xiren dressed up and blended into the crowd, with Huo Zhe and He Xian closely following behind him. Nalan Xiren looked at the crowded streets and secretly sighed that even in modern China, the Spring Festival rush was still like this.

  As the crowd walked away, Nalan Xianyu turned around and entered a wine house. This wine house was known for its high prices, and only high-ranking officials and nobles came here. Even in the bustling imperial capital, this place was very quiet.

  Nalan Xixiao walked up to the attic, sat in front of the window, poured a pot of clear wine, and watched as people came and went below.

  He Xian sat opposite Nalan Xixi, looking at the densely packed crowd below, laughing happily. "It's been a long time since I've seen the Imperial City so lively! Look at you all!!"

  He Xian pointed at the people wearing strange clothes downstairs and laughed: "They must be foreigners! Haha, why are they wearing sacks, with beehives on their heads? Hahaha!"

  Nalan Xixi let out a light cough, but He Xian didn't hear it at all and continued to laugh happily. Huo Zhe couldn't help but pinch him, causing He Xian to yelp in pain. "You stinky rascal! Why did you pinch me?!"

  Huo's face sank, and he didn't speak. He Xian glanced at Nalan Xinnuo, whose face was slightly cold, and shrank his neck, muttering a few words before quieting down.

  Suddenly, a commotion broke out downstairs. Nalan Xianyu turned her head to look and saw that the people on the street were in a flurry, rushing to squeeze onto both sides of the street, clearing a wide path.

  Not far away, a neat horseshoe sound came, and a group of people wearing silver armor rode majestic horses galloping over, in an orderly manner. They each held several packages in their hands, with faintly visible bloodstains on the packages.

  At this time, a white figure suddenly flashed by, and He Xian jumped back in surprise. The white figure leaned down beside Nalan Xian's ear and whispered a few words, Nalan Xian's face was determined, and he nodded immediately.

  Huo's eyebrows furrowed. "What's going on with these Silver Armor Knights? What's happened?"

  Nalan Xixi's expression turned serious. "Just now, a riot broke out in the north of the city, and several unidentified people with knives were killing people on the streets. The situation is urgent, so the White Silver Armor was dispatched."

  He Xian heard this and was displeased: "This is outrageous! A few petty thieves, how dare they mobilize the White Silver Armored Soldiers!"

  Huo gave him a white eye. "Fool! Fortunately, King Wang didn't assign the task of guarding the city to you."

  He Xian became somewhat displeased upon hearing Huo's words. "Hey, you little rascal, what do you mean by that? I'm He Xian, a general after all, how can I not protect this small city?"

  Nalan Xixi hooked up the corner of her mouth and smiled silently.

  He sighed and said: "Yes, you are a general. If you were to go onto the battlefield and fight with all your might, no one could surpass you. But if you were to guard the city, you wouldn't even be able to do that properly."

  He slapped his hand on the table and stood up. "Who says I can't protect you?!"

  Huo Zhe sneered: "Then tell me, why did these people want to stir up trouble at this time?"

  "What's natural is that they've seen how prosperous the city is and want to plunder its wealth!"

  Huò said with a wry smile: "You're saying this, but General Quán is still being overly cautious."

  He nodded first. "I just said it earlier, a few little thieves, why bother mobilizing the White Silver Armor!"

  Huo shook his head. "You're wrong, General Quan did a good job."

  "What does it mean?"

  Huo's explanation: "You also heard just now, these people going out to kill but not to rob, is to attract the attention of the officials, is to cause a riot. What does this show? It shows that someone has set their sights on this imperial ceremony, they just want to use such chaos to test the defensive strength within the capital, know yourself and know your enemy, in order to make further plans."

  He Xian listened to Huo Zhi's explanation and suddenly felt enlightened. "That! If we mobilize the White Silver Armor, won't that let them know the true state of the Imperial Capital!!"

  Huo Zhe furrowed his brow. "This time, the attempt to make trouble at the ceremony of granting titles is probably not just limited to one family. It's right for Quan Long to drive out and kill those who are making trouble, first and foremost to avenge justice for the people, take a reassuring pill, and secondly, to intimidate them so they won't come again to seek death, at least in the short term, there won't be another riot like this. In this way, the main force of the army can focus on maintaining order within the city without being bothered by them."

  Huo's eyebrows furrowed even deeper. "It seems that this time, a big battle is inevitable."

  "Hum! Let them come, one comes and I'll kill one, two come and I'll kill a pair!"

  "He spoke well." Nalan Xianyu rarely gave praise, and He Xian was taken aback by the unexpected compliment. He then revealed a happy smile, but didn't dare laugh out loud, which was quite amusing.

  At this time, a commotion came from the stairs, and several people went upstairs grumbling. Nalan Xianyu looked up.

  The first person to go upstairs was wearing brocade clothes, with a handsome face and a hint of bookish air, full of spirit, looking like an open-minded and straightforward person. The beautiful face with delicate features smiled brightly, but the mouth was complaining. "Coming to watch the imperial seal ceremony is simply risking one's life, just now if I had been a step slower, I would have been trampled to death by those people, Emperor Luo Tian is indeed famous for his good looks, even the doorman is so handsome!"

  Several people followed behind, echoing and catching up. The man looked up and met Nalan Xianuo's gaze. He hesitated for a moment before smiling and nodding at her.

  Nalan Xixi's expressionless face turned away, he stood awkwardly in place and chuckled twice before sitting down at a nearby table.

  Nalan Xino gave He Xian a look, and He Xian nodded. He immediately turned around and went downstairs. On the second floor, there were only two tables of guests, Nalan Xino had only ordered a pot of wine, while on the other side, they had a full spread of food and drink, and were eating and drinking heavily.

  Suddenly, urgent footsteps came from downstairs, and several burly men rushed up, rushing to another table. Several people looked up in confusion, but those big men rudely overturned their dinner table.

  The several people who were following him were about to take action, but the man in brocade clothes hastily stepped forward and stopped them, smiling slyly. "Gentlemen, we are from out of town and do not know the local customs. If we have offended you, please forgive us."

  As he spoke, he pulled out a purse from his bosom and stuffed it into the big man's hand, quite generously.

  Nalan Xixi let out a cold laugh and gazed out of the window.

  The big man pushed his hand away, picked him up with one hand and walked downstairs. Several men behind wanted to catch up, but the brocade-clad man waved his hand forcefully. The several big men carried him down the stairs, and immediately the sound of punching and kicking, and the miserable cries echoed throughout the entire building.