It's almost the fourth watch, in the heavily guarded camp, but only a few soft snores can be heard. The soldiers' clothes are half undone, and they are entwined with the 'women' who have been drinking wine.

  In the spacious tent, wafted the fragrance of wine and a certain aura, scattered all over the ground, several wine jars were thrown to one side, while the bonfire outside the tent was also on the verge of being extinguished amidst the ashes.

  But saw a figure, riding on the moonlight, and in an instant it was already close by several feet.

  She darted across several tents, lightly lifting and peeking inside before putting them back down.

  She gazed at the scene before her, her eyes growing colder and more distant. She grabbed a man who looked like a school officer and poured half a jar of fine wine over him.

  A refreshing and intense wine aroma suddenly wafted out, the person was dazed and opened their eyes to see a three-foot snowflake, like a snake's letter, hanging around their neck.

  "Where is the civilian woman you seized?"

  A clear and cold 'feminine' sound, as if coming from the underworld.

  He was about to shout loudly when a sharp blade constricted his neck, and a patch of fresh blood oozed out, startling him into complete sobriety.

  He knew what was timely, and with a trembling finger, he pointed at the main camp.

  Chinese military base

  Bright red blood, first a thin line, the next moment, it gushed out like a waterfall. Before long, it flooded and filled the ground.

  A faint candle flame flickered in the dim tent, and with a sudden burst, it exploded into a blaze of light. The fresh blood soaked into the tiger skin rug, and on that quiet night, the sound of dripping was crystal clear.

  Her slender body, once as white and pure as jade, was now stained with crimson spots, like a branch of jade in the bloody mist. Her eyes were empty and distant, her soul almost completely gone.

  Morning dew gazed at her, with a hint of sword-like intent between her eyebrows. Yet, it also couldn't help but soften.

  Compared to four months ago, the greenness of the young girl has gradually faded. (16K, updated fastest). At first, Jing'an Gong wanted to forcibly marry her as a concubine, now she was again kidnapped into the military camp, it's really a life full of twists and turns.

  In Chen 'Lu's eyes, a glimmer of sorrow and pity flickered.

  "You go get dressed first..."

  As if awakened by her voice, the woman's eyes fluttered slightly, and a chilling smile that was not ordinary rippled out.

  Those eyes. Almost piercing through the heart, in the darkness, it seemed as if something had shattered, making a crisp sound. Pei Zhen anxiously waited in the dense forest, several egrets flew over his head, letting out mournful and hoarse cries, a crescent moon hung desolately, shining like clear frost, faintly reflected through the gaps between the trees.

  He took a deep breath, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, and just as he was looking forward to it, he saw a figure rushing over with another person, like a gust of wind, and instantly appeared before his eyes.

  He was overjoyed. He hastily stepped forward, just about to support his wife, when he heard Chen Lü coldly shout: "Don't move her."

  The cold moonlight, fragmented by the branches of the trees, was cast into his eyes.

  At this moment, his eyes were about to split open!!

  His wife had a short dagger inserted between her breasts, with fresh blood flowing down and staining her clothes.

  He trembled as he reached out to pull it out, but was stopped: "Can't pull!"

  It was as if she had heard his sobs, the woman slightly opened her eyes, smiled lightly, like a thousand pear blossoms blooming at once - "So painful..."

  She almost coquettishly complained in a low voice.

  "There is a sentence on your book..."

  Her voice was increasingly faint.

  "It is better to be shattered like jade than to remain intact like a piece of pottery."

  The sound gradually weakened and eventually became inaudible.

  The bright moon shines through the branches, layer upon layer of silver light, desolate yet gentle, just like her last and eternal smile.

  Morning 'dew' on the way back to the palace, it was almost four watches, the capital city was still asleep, in the endless darkness, only she walked forward.

  Separated by layers of high walls, the residual sound of the watchman's rattle can be heard from within the courtyard...

  In the dimness, petals of 'flowers' fall with the wind, and in silence, cover face and weep.

  By her ear, the scene just now echoed...

  Pei Zhen held the corpse, lost in thought for a long time. The cold seeped into his bones: "How... can these beasts be made to pay the price?" She removed her veil, letting the pearl hairpin shine and flow in the moonlight, making it impossible to look directly at her.

  "Work with me... I can help you avenge this."

  "Who are you, after all?"

  "You go and take part in the imperial examination, with this hairpin as a token, we will meet again."

  She recalled her iron-clad promise and involuntarily stopped in her tracks in the darkness, giving a faint bitter smile.

  This world has one more person who is dead inside, swallowing hatred and living like a walking corpse...

  Chen 'Lu' entered the bedroom and had a reaction. She smiled slightly and said to the pearl curtain: "Is your majesty admiring the moon?"

  The emperor's thick and clear laughter came from behind the curtain----

  "I've been waiting for you all night, and as soon as you open your mouth, it's something that angers me!" Chen Lü smiled and said: "Indeed, I'm using a petty person's mind to measure a gentleman's heart."

  She smiled and walked into the back hall.

  "You're leaving now, and everything will be alright."

  Yuan Qi leaned on the couch and smiled with relief.

  Dew drops on the window sill, yet doesn't come near, the clear and gentle moonlight shines upon me, exuding a cold and solemn chill.

  "Your Majesty..."

  "Actually, no one wants to risk their life for sex."

  "Hmm...?"

  Yuanyu's eyes narrowed, full of suspicion.

  The next moment, Chen 'Lù' spoke out an answer that shocked him extremely: "So-called post-party assassins are actually just under the command of Qiū."

  "What?!"

  Yuandi's sword eyebrows rose, and he angrily said: "You two dare to turn your backs on me and do such a thing!"

  Chen 'Lu' and he quietly stared at each other, without any fear or apology.

  "Your Majesty, this is the most effective method - although Qi Rong has been fighting with the Empress Dowager for many years, he has always been reluctant to give up his family and life. By staging this play, we can make him go all out and die without regrets."

  Two people's eyes met, and Yuan Qi looked at that pair of clear and bright black eyes, only to feel a hint of frankness in one of them.

  He couldn't help but feel apologetic and said in a warm tone: "Alright, don't be so reckless next time."

  Morning 'dew' gazed at him, still as open and honest as ever, but in her heart, a hint of relief.

  She was originally just probing tonight, but now Yuan Qi is so trusting, and the following things will be much easier to handle.

  She smiled slightly and changed the subject.

  "Something strange happened again tonight..."

  She briefly told Emperor about Pei's affairs. The emperor listened with rapt attention, and when he heard that the 'daughter' had cut her throat in desperation, he couldn't help but feel both respect and anger.

  "How dare these vassal officers be so presumptuous?!"

  He couldn't hold back his inner anger, and the paperweight he was fiddling with in his hand also fell to the ground.