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"Who are you?" Rui Yuhuan asked in a deep voice, "How dare you assassinate me?"

The assassin kept silent.

"Who ordered you to do this? Tell the truth!" Rui Yuhuan put the ghost-head sword in his hand against the assassin's chest and shouted.

At this moment, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of the assassin's mouth. The assassin's eyes widened and a muffled groan came from his throat.

Wen Zijian hurriedly pinched the assassin's cheeks, but it was too late. After confirming, he stood up regretfully and bowed to Rui Yuhuan and said, "Your Majesty, the assassin has bitten his tongue and committed suicide."

"Carry it away and check it carefully." Rui Yuhuan looked at Wen Zijian with a cold face.

A sudden flash of lightning split the sky, illuminating the assassin's terrifying face. Then a muffled thunder rolled in, coming from far away and approaching, like the angry roar of a god, shaking the earth.

"Who ordered this assassin?" Rui Yuhuan stood at the palace gate, frowning. His heart was full of doubts and vigilance. The crisis seemed to be like a storm before his eyes, coming from nowhere.

He glanced back and Xue Kai hurried over.

"Order Wen Zijian to carefully examine the assassin's body and not miss a single detail. If you find anything, report it immediately." Rui Yuhuan waved his hand and said, "Go and pass on the order yourself. Go now."

The news of the emperor's assassination quickly spread back to the capital, causing an uproar in the court and the country.

The ministers discussed the matter solemnly, knowing that the emperor's safety was related to the stability and prosperity of the country. For a time, the capital was plunged into a tense atmosphere.

Several princes were also worried. They activated all the intelligence systems and used all the available connections to gather information.

However, no information about the assassin's identity was known to outsiders.

There was no feedback from Ruichen's intelligence system, so he had no choice but to come to Liujiazhuang in the south of the city.

There was a lake in Liujiazhuang, with weeping willows planted along the lakeside. There was a big boat in the lake, and when Qian Mingduo arrived at the lakeside, a speedboat just docked.

"Your Highness, please come aboard." The boatman bowed slightly. He was wearing a brocade black robe and a bamboo hat that covered most of his face. He was holding a crescent-shaped sword with a handle more than ten feet long, standing at the bow. The sunlight shone on the blade, reflecting a cold light.

"Who are you?" Qian Mingduo was about to board the boat when a guard beside him asked, "How do you know the identity of His Highness?"

The boatman said nothing.

"You wait for me on the shore." Qian Mingduo walked to the side of the boat, jumped lightly, and stepped onto the speedboat.

The boatman turned the bow of the boat, used the crescent-shaped sword as an oar, and quickly rowed it at the stern. The speedboat rushed towards the big ship as fast as an arrow.

"Inside the Moyi Building, there are so many heroes!" Qian Mingduo stood at the bow, looking at the big ship, and said slowly: "Master Guan Wu of Jinzhong, holding a crescent-shaped sword in his hand, killed 31 bandits in one day, and eradicated the banditry that had plagued the people for many years."

He tilted his head slightly, "He fought with Giant Axe Zhang Tao for a whole day and night, but there was no winner. He is known as the best swordsman in Jinzhong. But he is willing to be the boatman of Moyi Tower, Mr. Liu of Moyi Tower... What a good trick."

The boatman's hat covered his face, so his expression could not be seen. He just shook the sword in his hand faster, as if he was venting his emotions.

Just as the speedboat was about to hit the big ship, the boatman picked up a big knife from the water, forming a huge wave at the stern. The speedboat seemed to be tied by countless ropes and was firmly docked beside the big ship, with the hull just swaying slightly with the waves.

Qian Mingduo nodded slightly to the boatman who was standing with his sword, "Thank you, Master Guan Wu!" He turned around and grabbed the side of the ship, exerted force, and jumped onto the ship.

"Your Highness is a descendant of the royal family, yet your Qinggong is so exquisite." A graceful woman in a black robe saluted Ruichen and said softly, "I think the Qinggong masters in the world are no more than this!"

Qian Mingduo smiled slightly, "Miss, you are too kind. If this is considered Qinggong, Chu Liuxiang would have hit his head and died." He looked around the deck. This ship only has one exquisite ship building, but it has a unique charm. The flying eaves and corners are exquisite and unique.

"Your Highness, please." The woman in black lifted the gauze curtain.

Qian Mingduo bent down and entered the cabin. The rectangular cabin was divided into two layers by a soft curtain. Behind the soft curtain, there was a high couch. A person could be vaguely seen leaning against a couch, facing the cabin door.

"Sister Jingxue, how are you?" Qian Mingduo said softly.

"Your Highness is the prince of the present age, extremely noble." Liu Jingxue said softly, "Jingxue is just a common girl, Your Highness, please don't address me as sister."

Qian Mingduo was slightly startled, then he sighed and said, "Sister Jingxue, you are joking. In front of you, I am just Ruichen."

"Your Highness..." Liu Jingxue shook her head helplessly.

"Why do we have to be separated by a soft curtain every time we meet?" Qian Mingduo walked slowly to the soft curtain.

Liu Jingxue smiled slightly, "I am ugly and dare not meet your highness."

"Too modest leads to arrogance!" Qian Mingduo lifted the soft curtain, revealing a pair of jade-like legs that were folded together. Against the backdrop of the pure black silk robe, they looked so clean and fair.

Liu Jingxue said coquettishly: "Your Highness, how can you be so rude as to lift the curtain and enter?"

"Not only am I lifting the curtain, I'm also getting on the kang!" Qian Mingduo sat down beside the couch, took off his boots, then turned half a circle with his butt as the axis, crossed his legs and looked at Liu Jingxue quietly.

Liu Jingxue glanced at Ruichen, "Your Highness sometimes doesn't act like a noble prince, but like..."

"like what?"

"Like a street thug!"

"Why don't you say I'm like a younger brother, acting like a spoiled child with his older sister?"

Liu Jingxue covered her mouth and chuckled, "You are even less like a prince when you say that!"

Qian Mingduo also smiled slightly. He looked at Liu Jingxue and said slowly, "You seem to know that I'm coming today?"

"What do you think?" Liu Jingxue blinked slowly and smiled faintly. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a touching arc.

Qian Mingduo felt that there seemed to be endless secrets hidden in Liu Jingxue's smile, but there was also a hint of ambiguity.

Her eyes were full of tenderness and yet mysterious like a deep pool. It was a kind of charm that was hard to fathom.

Qian Mingduo smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on Liu Jingxue's jade-like feet again, "Sister, your feet are really beautiful."

Liu Jingxue sighed softly, took out a small piece of paper from an exquisite little wooden box beside her, and slowly handed it to Ruichen.

——In the fourteenth year of Ruihe, on the second day of the eighth month, the Japanese Yingzhu Ryu sent a master. He boarded a ship in Fukuoka, Kyushu, landed at Haizhou County on the thirteenth day of the eighth month, and entered the Sixth Prince's Palace on the twenty-first day of the eighth month.

"Shadow Bamboo Flow?" Qian Mingduo raised his eyes and said.

Liu Jingxue nodded slowly, "This is a ninja school from Japan."

"It is said that these ninjas have received rigorous training since childhood, and all of them are highly skilled in martial arts. Some of them even know some sorcery," Liu Jingxue said. "After they have trained, they specialize in assassinations."

"Assassination!" Qian Mingduo frowned and said, "Could they be related to the assassination of my father?"