Chapter 1 The Eunuch's Death

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Seven cold glints of light from the candlelight reflected in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, and Chu Meiren's death declaration squeezed out from between her teeth reached his ears.

"You tyrant, I will kill you for all the people in the world!" After saying that, she pounced forward with a dagger in her hand.

Jingwei wants to kill me?

The assassin is actually Jingwei?

Why does Jingwei want to kill me? Isn't she my teammate? If she wants to kill me, she could just use a fireball to burn me to ashes.

Or…or she isn't Jingwei? No, she must be Jingwei. I can't be wrong! The surging thoughts were boiling in Zhang Yuanqing's mind, but now is not the time to think about these things.

He made a decisive decision and shouted loudly: "Someone…"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Meiren delivered a swift roundhouse kick, hitting him squarely on the lower jaw, and with a click, his jaw dislocated.

Zhang Yuanqing's unfinished words turned into a muffled groan, and seeing the dagger coming, he quickly rolled over.

The dagger pierced the quilt and nailed it to the bed board, missing its target. Chu Meiren did not immediately pull out the dagger, but instead clenched her fist and delivered a close-range punch to the tyrant's throat, followed by a set of rapid "Wing Chun fast strikes" attacking his chest.

The tyrant was beaten to the point of near suffocation, unable to speak, and staggered and fell. Only then did Chu Meiren go to pull out the dagger nailed to the bed.

She knew very well that the tyrant could not be allowed to shout loudly throughout the assassination process. Once the guards and eunuchs outside the palace reacted, she would surely die.

"It's me, don't, don't do it, we're on the same side!" Zhang Yuanqing covered his throat, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He tried his best to call out, but all that came out of his throat was a hoarse sound.

He was injured by Chu Meiren's punch, and seeing Chu Meiren rushing towards him with a knife again, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes darted around in panic, and with a flash of inspiration, he grabbed the wool carpet laid beside the bed and yanked it hard.

Chu Meiren staggered, her body tilted to the side, and she quickly supported herself with one hand, making a beautiful side kick to land steadily.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing, whose vocal cords were injured, sprinted towards the palace gate. He had only taken half a step when a sharp pain came from his calf, and he immediately fell to the ground. Looking back, the seven-inch dagger was stuck in his calf.

The flying dagger hit its target. Chu Meiren rushed over like a leopard and slammed down on Zhang Yuanqing's back, almost knocking the wind out of him, followed by two tight and powerful legs wrapped around his neck.

Chu Meiren leaned back, pulled out the dagger from the tyrant's calf, and was about to slit his throat. At this moment, the eunuch's shout came faintly from outside the hall, "Wan Meiren has arrived."

Chu Meiren's expression changed, her eyes rolled quickly, and she started to use her brain.

Wan Meiren is here! My Wan Meiren is here! Zhang Yuanqing felt a strong joy in his heart, as if someone falling off a cliff had grabbed a vine, or someone who had gone bankrupt in the stock market had seen the market rise to the limit.

"You tyrant, you better not yell. Listen to my arrangements next," Chu Meiren's voice came from his ear, accompanied by the cold dagger against his throat.

"Now, get in bed immediately. When Wan Meiren comes in, use the excuse of physical discomfort to send her away."

When did Jingwei grow a brain? Zhang Yuanqing was shocked, feeling the icy texture of the dagger, and decided to cooperate with Chu Meiren first.

After all, he couldn't make a sound now and didn't dare to struggle. It was better to wait for Wan Meiren to come in and then see what happened.

He immediately nodded, indicating his willingness to cooperate.

Chu Meiren breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the tyrant, dragged him staggeringly to the bed, and covered him with the quilt. "Don't move or shout, or I'll kill you immediately." After threatening him, Chu Meiren quickly scanned the scene.

She took off her coat, pulled off the tyrant's coat, and spread them over the blood stains to cover up the traces. Then, she lowered the bed curtain, lifted the quilt, and crawled in.

Zhang Yuanqing lay on his side in bed, afraid to move, craning his neck and vaguely seeing a few figures appearing by the window through the curtains and heading towards the door.

Chu Meiren was curled up in his arms, acting like a little bird relying on someone, while holding a cold dagger against his chest.

Why did Jingwei want to assassinate me? Her mission is assassination. If that's the case, the dungeon's restriction that doesn't allow revealing any information is really sinister.

Taking advantage of the brief peace and quiet, Zhang Yuanqing began to think. But it also explained one thing: if he forcibly revealed his identity and broke this crisis by violating the "note," he would definitely suffer a huge backlash in the subsequent links.

After all, the cost and the benefits are proportional. If there was no assassination attempt this time, the backlash from revealing his identity might not have been so serious.

Fortunately, I was careful during the day and brought all the suspected teammates to the imperial bedchamber, otherwise I might have been planted in the hands of this little girl, Jiang Jingwei.

Well, with Jingwei's strength, it would be easy to kill the tyrant, but she chose to use weapons, indicating that her strength was also limited.

Her choice to have me cooperate with her in acting shows that she doesn't dare to reveal her identity as an assassin and wants to sneak out of the palace quietly after assassinating the tyrant.

If she's a spy, it means she's not on the same team as me. It's strange that this is a team dungeon, and she and I are both members of the White Tiger Soldiers' gang. How could we be in opposing camps?

Isn't this clearly asking us to kill each other?

While he was thinking, the figures stopped outside the palace gate, and Wan Meiren's voice was faintly heard.

"Stay outside, no need to follow me in." The palace maid outside responded.

"Yes～"

"Creak."

The tall lattice door opened gently, and Wan Meiren, dressed in a plain palace dress, with a refined and graceful appearance, walked into the palace with lotus steps, lifted the curtain, and came to the inner room.

She glanced around, paused for a few seconds on the scattered clothes, took a deep breath, walked to the bed, and said with a resentful tone, "Your Majesty, didn't you ask your concubine to come and serve you? Why did you find another sister?"

Zhang Yuanqing felt the knife on his chest push forward. Chu Meiren, curled up in his arms, whispered like a mosquito, "Tell her to leave, or I'll kill you now."

"Wan Meiren, I have already summoned Chu Meiren to serve me today, you should go back," Zhang Yuanqing tried to make his hoarse voice sound weak and pitiful, hoping that his intelligent teammate could judge his state from his tone.

Now, he can only take a gamble that Wan Meiren is a little green tea or Little Aunt. They are musicians and are very sensitive to "sounds" and "tones."

They don't need to know the true identity of the emperor, as long as they hear that the emperor is in trouble, as their teammate, they will definitely take action. This kind of small trick is bullying Jiang Jingwei for not being smart; if it were someone else, it would definitely be noticed.

"So it's Chu Meiren. Huh, Your Majesty, what's wrong with your voice?" Wan Meiren asked from outside the bed curtain.

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and quickly said, "There are always treacherous people who want to harm me."

The dagger on his chest pushed forward a little. Xu Zhang Yuanqing changed his tone, "What I mean is that the poison in me hasn't cleared yet, and it hurt my throat."

"If the poison in you hasn't cleared yet, then this concubine shouldn't leave even more. Chu Meiren is still young and doesn't know how to take care of Your Majesty. This concubine wants to stay and serve you," Wan Meiren pleaded softly outside the bed curtain.

Before Zhang Yuanqing could refuse, she took two steps forward and took the initiative to lift the bed curtain.

Well done! Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.

Seeing that things had come to this, Chu Meiren simply lifted the quilt and sat up, covering the emperor's mouth with her left hand and raising the dagger in her right hand, intending to kill both of them together.

At the same time, Wan Meiren, who had lifted the bed curtain, suddenly took out a dagger and met the dagger-wielding Chu Meiren with a gesture of stabbing. Both were stunned.

The air was silent for a few seconds!

"You're here to assassinate too?" Their eyes met, and although they didn't speak, they both understood the confusion in each other's eyes.

Zhang Yuanqing: ""

He suddenly realized something. Whether it was Chu Meiren or Wan Meiren, they were all assassins. Since they were assassins, how could they agree to serve the emperor?

Since they agreed to serve the emperor, they must have a purpose. Chu Meiren was here to assassinate, and so was Wan Meiren. Their mission was to assassinate me!

I underestimated the difficulty of this dungeon. No, I underestimated the role of the tyrant. The enemy of the Southern Dynasty is the Northern Dynasty, but the enemy of the tyrant is not only the Northern Dynasty, but also the "loyal and righteous people" of the Southern Dynasty.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank to the bottom, and he silently shrank to the corner of the bed. The two beauties looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. They all turned their eyes to the tyrant, their faces full of killing intent.

At this moment, the eunuch's shout came from outside the palace, "Wang Geji has arrived."

Chu Meiren and Wan Meiren's expressions changed. The latter snorted coldly, "As expected, he's a lustful tyrant. He actually wants three women to serve him in one night! It's too good for you to kill them all." After saying that, Wan Meiren jumped onto the dragon bed, put down the bed curtain again, and put the knife against Zhang Yuanqing's back, coquettishly saying, "Tell her to go back."

Jiang Jingwei silently shrank back into the tyrant's arms, holding the dagger against his chest, "Yes, tell her to get lost."

Do you believe that she's here to assassinate too? The sudden situation that appeared again interrupted the rhythm of the two female assassins.

Zhang Yuanqing was not happy at all. He lay down again, listening to the tall lattice door being pushed open and a plump and tall figure walking in, stopping beside the bed curtain and smiling sweetly, "Your Majesty, this humble servant is here to serve you."

In the next moment, Zhang Yuanqing felt two daggers lightly poke at his front and back.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Wang Geji, who was standing behind the bed curtain, and said in a tone of utter despair, "Stop acting, you're here to assassinate me too, right?"

Wang Geji was stunned, and then her expression changed drastically. Her watery eyes instantly became sharp as knives. She pulled out a short dagger from her snow-white cleavage, held it in her hand, and looked around warily.

"No need to look, there are no ambushes."

Zhang Yuanqing's voice was hoarse, "But there are two accomplices of yours on the bed."

When he said this, he felt a sense of absurdity that was like a trick of fate. The dignified Yuanshi Tianzun, who had traveled through dungeons for many years, never thought that he would be planted in the hands of three young girls.

He had already thought about it. If he really had no way out, he would announce his identity. Let the backlash come, he had to survive first.

"Tyrant, don't play tricks," Wang Geji said in disbelief, holding the dagger in a defensive posture.

Chu Meiren and Wan Meiren on the dragon bed looked at each other and took the initiative to lift the quilt and the bed curtain. The two of them held the tyrant on the left and right, one holding a knife against his chest and the other against his neck.

The three women looked at each other, each scrutinizing the other, their eyes filled with doubt and speculation, thinking about the three of them assassinating the tyrant on the same night.

Although they didn't know each other's identities, even Jiang Jingwei felt that something was wrong.

Wang Geji was silent for a second and then tentatively asked, "Why are you assassinating the tyrant? What are your plans after killing the tyrant?"

Chu Meiren spoke frankly, "The tyrant is incompetent and relies on his relatives, causing chaos in the court. Killing him is for the sake of the people. As for what plans I have after the assassination, I can't tell you."

Wan Meiren said, "I'm the same as her!"

After saying that, she showed a thoughtful expression. Wang Geji looked at Chu Meiren, then looked at Wan Meiren, and suddenly showed a happy smile, "I know, you are…"

"It's not too late, let's kill the tyrant first, and we'll escape from the palace together."

Chu Meiren nodded, and with a flick of her wrist, a small section of the dagger pierced into the tyrant's chest.

Just as Zhang Yuanqing was in danger, the flames on the candlestick beside the bed suddenly rose sharply with a crackling sound, reflecting three slender fire snakes that collided like streams of light on the tiger's mouths of the three female assassins.

Wan Meiren screamed, and the dagger in her hand fell off. Her white and tender tiger's mouth was scalded and split open.

Chu Meiren and Wang Geji suffered the same attack and retreated one after another, looking at the candlestick.

The flames of the candlestick expanded again, turning into a huge ball of fire, and a figure appeared in the ball of fire, tall, dressed as a great eunuch, with a manic expression and frost-white temples.

It was Li Changshi.

Zhang Yuanqing was so moved that he thought to himself, "There is such a loyal and righteous person in my palace. If I don't die, I will definitely recognize him as my adoptive father."

"Your Majesty, go quickly, let me hold them back." Li Changshi grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder and threw him off the dragon bed.

In the process, he exchanged palms with Chu Meiren and Wan Meiren. Zhang Yuanqing flew up like he was riding the clouds and fell several meters away.

Wang Geji's eyebrows stood on end, and she picked up her toes and chased after him like a female leopard.

Li Changshi cut off Wang Geji's path with a high kick, buying time for His Majesty to escape.

"Remember…remember to leave someone alive," Zhang Yuanqing told him, then quickly got up, smashed open the lattice door with his body, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "There are assassins, there are assassins, come and save me."