Chapter 10: 第256章 昭仪的秘密

Although Situ Jingyue was very reluctant to leave Xuan Yuanche, in order to prove she was a well-mannered "good woman," she took the initiative to say, "I think Brother is right. Prince, it is best if I return to the Situ Estate first. It won't be too late for you to come and propose once my health has improved."

Hearing her say this, Xuan Yuanche no longer forced the matter. He watched as Situ Qingyun led Situ Xiyue away.

"Brother, where are you taking me?"

As they were traveling, Situ Jingyue suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why did this road look like a dead end?

"Hehe, what's wrong with this? My dear sister Xiyue, it's time for you to 'reveal' your true face, isn't it?"

Situ Qingyun dismounted the horse and approached the carriage with a cold sneer.

"Don't come any closer, unless you want to die! I am the Side Consort of the Prince of Han; I'd like to see if you dare touch me!" Only then did Situ Jingyue realize she had fallen into a massive "conspiracy"!

Situ Qingyun clearly intended to kill her!

What was hateful was that she had failed to notice it. Now, her martial arts were completely gone, and even her Bone-Eroding Heart-Piercing Needles had all been used up.

When her master had passed them down to her, she had only been given twelve needles, and she had used them all against that "woman."

She hadn't expected that not only would she fail to kill her, but she would also cut off her only way out!

"Heh, I'm not that foolish; I won't kill you with my own hands. There are plenty of people who want you dead. Do it!" With a low roar from Situ Qingyun, over a dozen black-clad, masked men immediately flew down from the surroundings. They surrounded the carriage, the long swords in their hands emitting a cold, eerie glow!

"Miss, Situ Qingyun is going to kill her to silence her! Should we make a move?" Qing Yao stood on another higher rooftop, asking her master standing beside her.

"Let's wait and see..." Situ Xiyue decisively stopped Qing Yao. "Since someone can transform into my likeness, she must be a capable person—otherwise, it is the person behind her who is capable."

Her judgment was indeed correct. Just as those black-clad men were about to launch their attack, a burst of purple smoke suddenly exploded in the surroundings!

Everyone was knocked down, including Situ Qingyun. Only Situ Xiyue, standing on high, remained unaffected.

She watched as a woman in purple carried the fake Situ Xiyue and flew away, a beautiful, faint smile finally appearing on her pink lips.

"After waiting so long, the fish has finally taken the bait. Qing Yao, watch Situ Qingyun here and monitor his next moves. I'll be back shortly!"

Having finished her instructions, Situ Xiyue immediately followed closely behind the woman in purple.

That woman in purple was incredibly light on her feet; even while carrying someone on her back, she could weave through the air as freely as a swallow.

Situ Xiyue speculated privately that this woman's martial arts must be at least at the Earth Rank!

As she was thinking, she suddenly discovered that the woman in purple had carried the fake Situ Xiyue into the Imperial Palace.

"Hmm, could this matter be related to the Imperial Palace?" Situ Xiyue paused her steps, thinking of Empress Liu Min, who had been poisoned by the Myriad Demon Villa. Combined with this mysterious woman in purple, she suddenly felt that the palace before her might be a massive trap!

Should she go in or not?

If one does not enter the tiger's den, how can one catch the tiger's cub!

In her dictionary, the words "retreat" did not exist! This opportunity before her might be the best chance to solve all the mysteries!

If she let it pass, she might never encounter such an opportunity again!

Thus, as soon as Situ Xiyue circulated her internal energy, she also flew into the Imperial Palace as lightly as a swallow. Following the woman in purple, she flew through layers of courtyards and finally arrived at Liyuan Pavilion.

"Liyuan Pavilion?" If she remembered correctly, this should be the residence of the newly favored Consort Zhao of Xuan Yuanjing.

Could that woman in purple have something to do with this Consort Zhao?

As Situ Xiyue thought, she landed in the courtyard, only to find that the palace servants there were acting strangely.

She walked up to them and found that their eyes were quite dull. Although they could move no differently from ordinary people, they all seemed to have lost their souls.

She inspected them carefully and found a small red dot between the eyebrows of each person.

Before she could investigate what this actually was, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Hey, what are you standing here for? Consort Zhao wants tea. Hurry up and deliver it inside!"

It turned out to be a palace maid who had mistaken her for a junior maid, ordering her to go in and deliver tea.

Situ Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, obediently took the tea tray, and followed the servant into the main hall.

Consort Zhao was sitting on a couch by the window; everything seemed normal. As Situ Xiyue gently placed the tea before her, she noticed that the soles of this Consort Zhao's shoes were stained with damp soil.

It had not rained in the Imperial Palace these past few days, so there should be no moist soil.

The only possibility was that this Consort Zhao was the woman in purple from just now!

"What are you looking at!"

Hua Nongyu barked at the maid impersonated by Situ Xiyue!

She had originally thought this maid would be frightened into kneeling and begging for mercy like the others, but she was wrong!

The little maid before her not only showed no panic but remained composed, lifting her head to look at her with great calm and poise, before saying indifferently, "The tea is getting cold."

Hua Nongyu hadn't expected that this tiny maid, despite her ordinary face, possessed such beautiful eyes.

They were cold and elegant; looking into them was like staring into a deep pool, making one fear they might fall in!

Just as she was about to question the little maid further, a melodious flute sound suddenly drifted through the air.

Hua Nongyu's expression changed instantly!

Without time to say anything more, she hurriedly stood up and walked toward the back garden, not forgetting to command that no one follow her.

Situ Xiyue knew the most critical moment had arrived. Taking advantage of tidying the tea set, she "accidentally" knocked over a teacup. While the nearby maid supervisor was cleaning it up, she struck her with a palm to knock her unconscious and then quickly followed inside.

She hadn't expected that the courtyard of Liyuan Pavilion would hide such secrets.

Seeing that Consort Zhao had entered a rockery, Situ Xiyue followed. She reached out and turned a button on the rockery wall, and a door opened.

After waiting for her to go in, Situ Xiyue also tried to open the door and followed.

Arriving in a spacious room, Situ Xiyue discovered the one person she least wanted to see right now!

The Young Master of Myriad Demon Villa! Yun Fan!

At this moment, Consort Zhao was kneeling at Yun Fan's feet, speaking in an exceptionally humble voice, "Subordinate Hua Nongyu greets the Young Master!"

"Rise."

Yun Fan's voice was as cold as his expression.

"To summon me so urgently, what is the matter?" Yun Fan was still dressed in silver, and beneath his silver mask, his cold eyes were as sharp as a falcon's!