"If you must kill His Majesty, you can only step over my dead body." Zhong Sun Yue stared unwaveringly at He Le An.

  He Le'an walked towards him with her sword, her expression cold and detached, her eyes filled with a mixture of hatred and painful struggle. She seemed unwilling to believe that he wouldn't stand by her side, and despite her hesitation, she swung her hand at him, the blade slicing through his skin, leaving tiny droplets of blood on his pure white clothes, like the vibrant pomegranate flowers they had seen before. "Aren't you going to fight back?" Her tears trembled on the brink of falling.

  "I can no longer harm you," Zhong Sun-yue said. "Since I cannot let you put down the butcher's knife, I am willing to atone for this sin with my life."

  He Le'an's eyes welled up with tears, and for a moment, she softened. Just as she hesitated, Zhong Sunyue suddenly swung his palm at her sword hand, snatching the sword from her grasp when she was caught off guard. With a swift spin, he pinned it to her neck, warning the black-clad men who were about to charge: "Don't move, leave immediately, or else..."

  He Lianan looked at him incredulously, "So... you've been... Hahaha..." She looked at him as if he were a stranger, her expression indifferent, as if she had never known this man before, and let out a mocking laugh. "Zhong Sunyue, it was you who forced me" She suddenly pulled out a dagger, made a swift turn, and mercilessly plunged it into his heart!

  "Pffft!" Zhong Sunyue spat out a mouthful of bright red liquid, which landed in small, glistening droplets on her sorrowful face.

  He Lian'an forced his way in, pinning him to the ground, tears falling on his face, "Why, why do you have to force me like this! Why can't you stand by my side!!"

  "An, An Er." Unexpectedly, Zhong Sun Yue looked at her with a dazed and pale expression, "Don't, don't make another mistake."

  "He Lian said, "I'm not wrong! They harmed my loved ones, it's all their fault, it's all their fault!" Her voice was hoarse, every word choked with pain, "What we owe to the Cloud Country, I will take back everything!"

  Jiang Yuezhang opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. The crowd only saw her pull out the dagger from his heart, get up and walk towards Emperor Hui again. They were so frightened that they could only huddle together, afraid of being the next one. Their flustered appearance made the black-clad men surrounding them sneer coldly, their condescending gaze making people even more afraid to speak.

  He Le An walked step by step towards Emperor Hui Xi, Cheng Shu Mei cried with tears streaming down her face, "An An, An An, can't you just not do this?"

  "It was him! He ruined my happiness with his own hands!" He Lian raised her hand, and the blood-stained dagger stabbed towards Emperor Hui Xuan. "If it weren't for his meddling, Night Ming and I wouldn't have fallen out of love. You just saw it yourself, he even used his sword to threaten me!!"

  The Emperor Huixi, who was restrained by the black-clothed men, couldn't struggle free and was suddenly stabbed in the abdomen with a dagger, which was then pulled out. He Lian continued to stab him several times, as if venting his anger, and fresh blood splattered everywhere. "Isn't it said that the imperial family is the most ruthless? I'll take revenge for the world and eliminate this scourge! From now on, there will be no more self-interested rulers like Zhonglin!!"

  The Emperor of Huixi, who had lost control to the black-clad man, fell into a pool of blood with a terrified expression. He Lian looked at him as his color gradually faded away and burst out laughing wildly. Beside him, Cheng Shuwei cried out in shock and sadness, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wuuuuuu!"

  He Le'an's gaze swept coldly over the shocked, disbelieving officials and family members, his eyes stopping on Nan Gong Qing Lan, "The Crown Prince of Xie Zheng is here, come over."

  Nan Gong Qing Lan walked out of the crowd with a generous smile, and He Le An casually threw the dagger stained with blood in front of him, saying: "There are so many princes and nobles of Zhong Lin here, pick a few you like to kill, and I'll spare your life. As for settling accounts with Tong Hui, I will naturally find the descendants of Qing Qian Wang."

  Nangong Qinglan remained calm and unruffled.

  "Or perhaps you'd like to sacrifice yourself for the sake of others, that's also an option."

  Nan Gong Qinglan slowly picked up the dagger, and at a time when all the princes and nobles were terrified, he suddenly stabbed towards He Le'an. However, no one expected that He Le'an would fly up, retreat several steps back, kick Nan Gong's dagger into the air with his leg, jump up again to catch it, and then ruthlessly stab it towards his own chest!

  "!!!" Everyone was shocked, especially He Le Xuan, who had no idea when He Le An would become a martial artist!

  He Le'an sneered at Nan Gong Qing, coldly smiling and saying, "I'm no longer the He Le'an you knew. I am now the successor of Yun Country. You can't scheme against me with your petty calculations. Those who defy me will die!"

  She raised her hand and looked at the trembling nobles, saying in a cold voice: "All of you, kneel down and kowtow three times. I will spare your lives." Before she finished speaking, those who feared death had already knelt down with a thud, and the sound of their heads hitting the ground echoed out one after another. He Le An looked at them as if watching a joke, laughing loudly: "Hahaha...the dignified nobles of Zhonglin actually kowtowing to me, a wanted fugitive! If this gets out, won't other countries laugh at you?"

  Nowadays, no one would argue with a madman about what to do. Emperor Huixi is dead, the Imperial Guard has disappeared, and all around are black-clad assassins who will show no mercy to anyone. One misstep and it's a dead end. The will to survive makes them willing to endure humiliation, while He Le'an seems to be bored with them, looking at them like disgusting little insects, curling his lip in distaste, and orders, "Let's go! Hahaha, I want to see who among you still wants to fight for the throne!"

  **

  The imperial court has become a mess, especially the harem. The concubines and palace maids are fleeing in all directions, while the eunuchs are sneaking away. The princes who did not attend the banquet to observe mourning rites for their father learned of Emperor Hui Xue's assassination and began fighting over the throne, with no one taking charge to maintain order. The imperial palace quickly fell into chaos, and many ambitious nobles started plotting their own schemes.

  At this time, Prince Rui strongly stood out to control the situation, with the connections he had calculated for many years as support, and pushed the throne to Prince Xuan. He carefully hung all his power on Prince Xuan's head, making him sit steadily in that dazzling golden dragon chair.

  He Le'an had just received the news when Rui Qin Wang came to her door. He handed her a wooden box and said, "You may not care about it, but this originally belonged to Yun Country. I should return it to you."

  She took it over and opened it, only to find that it was all the treasure maps she had seen before. Astonishment swirled in her eyes as she looked up to see him smiling faintly, his gaze burning intensely at her, with something that she couldn't get even if she gave everything in her past life, but now came quietly, yet already too late.

  He Le'an pursed her lips without speaking, and he said: "Miss He, I have nothing to do in the capital anymore. Can I go with you?"