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"Retreat!" The leader of the men in black made a prompt decision and ordered a retreat.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Chu Yang snorted coldly, and his figure turned into a shadow, chasing after the leader of the men in black.

"Protect your lord!"

Upon seeing this, the other men in black hurried forward to stop Chu Yang.

"Go away!"

Chu Yang roared and slapped out with his palm. The powerful palm wind directly blew away several men in black.

“Want to escape? Not that easy!” Chu Yang flashed and caught up with the leader of the men in black, slapping him on the back.

The leader of the men in black felt the strong wind coming from behind him and was horrified. He quickly turned around and swung his sword to block it.

clang~

A sound of metal clashing was heard, and the sharp sword in the black-clothed leader's hand was knocked away by Chu Yang's palm, and the whole person was also knocked back several steps.

"puff!"

The leader of the men in black spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned as pale as paper.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Chu Yang grabbed the black-clothed leader by the neck and asked in a cold voice.

The leader of the men in black looked at Chu Yang, a sneer of contempt appeared on his lips, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Want to know? You're not worthy yet!"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly raised his head and crushed the poison hidden in his teeth with one bite.

Chu Yang only felt a figure flash before his eyes, and when he reached out to grab him, the leader of the men in black had already vomited black blood and fell to the ground dead.

He checked the black-clothed man's breath and made sure he was dead before releasing his hand.

"Damn it, even if you die, I still can't rest easy!"

Chu Yang cursed softly and kicked away the body of the leader of the men in black, his eyes full of disgust and annoyance.

"Your Highness..."

Seeing this, several bodyguards quickly surrounded him.

Chu Yang waved his hand, signaling them not to say anything more. He just stared at the corpse on the ground with a heavy gaze, his mind churning with thoughts.

These men in black are well-trained and ruthless, and are obviously not ordinary gangsters.

They came here from afar with only one purpose, which was to take his life.

But who wanted to kill him?

Are they the political enemies in the court, or the military generals who covet his military power?

Countless possibilities flashed through Chu Yang's mind, but he was still unable to determine the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.

He only knew that this trip back to Beijing might be more dangerous than he had imagined.

"Your Highness..."

A gentle voice came from behind him. Chu Yang turned around and saw Yang Yuhuan standing at the door with a frightened look on her face.

"Why did you come out?" Chu Yang asked with a frown.

"I heard some noise and came out to see what was going on."

Yang Yuhuan walked to Chu Yang's side, looked at the corpses lying on the ground, and frowned slightly, "Who are these people..."

"Just some clowns, ignore them."

Chu Yang said calmly, but his tone was filled with fatigue that could not be concealed.

Yang Yuhuan did not ask any further questions, but just gently held Chu Yang's hand and spoke softly.

"Are you OK?"

Her hands were soft and warm, as if carrying some kind of magic that soothed the restlessness and anxiety in Chu Yang's heart.

"fine."

Chu Yang held Yang Yuhuan's hand with his backhand. Seeing her worried look, his heart softened and his tone softened a bit. "I'm sorry to have frightened you."

Yang Yuhuan shook her head and said softly.

"I'm fine, as long as your highness is safe."

Looking at this weak yet strong woman in front of him, Chu Yang felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He knew that if Yang Yuhuan followed him back to Beijing, she would be destined to face countless dangers and challenges.

"Do you regret it?"

Chu Yang looked into Yang Yuhuan's eyes and asked seriously, "Come back to Kyoto with me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No regrets."

These two simple words contained thousands of words, which moved Chu Yang deeply.

He took Yang Yuhuan into his arms and held her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

Chu Yang whispered in her ear, his tone firm but gentle.

The two of them hugged each other quietly in the room, as if time had stood still.

However, beneath the calm surface, there are hidden undercurrents.

While Chu Yang and Yang Yuhuan were being affectionate, in a teahouse opposite the inn, a man in a green gown and a bamboo hat was watching everything coldly.

In his hand, he held a black chess piece, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

"Seventh Prince, Chu Yang..."

The man muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone carrying a chill, "Interesting, it's getting more and more interesting."

He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and left the teahouse, leaving behind only a gloomy back.

At the same time, night fell in the bustling Kyoto.

The Prime Minister's Mansion in the east of the city was brightly lit, blending with the night to create a brilliant scene.

"Master, the Seventh Prince was assassinated!"

A servant rushed into the study in a panic, interrupting Zhang Dongzhi's thoughts.

"what?!"

Zhang Dongzhi stood up suddenly, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground. "What's going on? Explain it clearly!"

The servant swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "I just got the news that the Seventh Prince was assassinated on his way back to the capital, but fortunately... fortunately, there was no danger, and the assassins have been killed."

Zhang Dongzhi frowned, paced back and forth in the room, muttering to himself.

"Who is so bold as to assassinate the prince right under the emperor's feet?"

At this moment, a low voice sounded from the shadow in the corner of the study.

"Prime Minister, this matter is probably not simple."

Zhang Dongzhi turned his head and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat slowly walking out of the shadows, but his face could not be seen clearly.

"What do you mean, sir?" Zhang Dongzhi asked, with a serious tone.

"I have witnessed this with my own eyes. Those assassins are all well-trained fighters. They are ruthless and deadly. It is obvious that they came prepared."

The man in the bamboo hat spoke calmly, but with a chill in his voice, "If it was just an ordinary vendetta, it would definitely not be like this."

Zhang Dongzhi frowned even more tightly. He naturally understood what the man in the bamboo hat meant.

"Sir, do you mean that this matter is related to the court?"

"I dare not make any rash assertions, but I am afraid this matter is closely related to the Third Prince."

The man in the bamboo hat said in a deep voice, "The Third Prince is very ambitious and has long been eyeing the position of Crown Prince. Now that the Seventh Prince has returned to the capital, it is undoubtedly a huge threat to him."

Zhang Dongzhi pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "Sir, you are absolutely right. The Third Prince does have this motive."

He walked to the window, looked at the stars in the night sky, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"But the Third Prince is far away in Nanling City now. If he wants to take action, he won't do it here!"

"But apart from the Seventh Prince, no other prince in the court has such a mind."

Zhang Zhidong spoke slowly, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

"It seems that this matter needs to be investigated carefully."

He knew very well that the situation in the court was now delicate. The eldest prince was frail and sickly, while the second prince and several other princes were idle every day.

Only the third prince is so ambitious that he can do this.