Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

The stone struck Princess Tuya right between her eyebrows, and blood immediately gushed from her smooth forehead, trickling down her cheek. She ripped off the black scarf covering her face and pressed it firmly against the wound, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. A sharp dizziness washed over her, and she stumbled back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.

Feng Zhaoheng was groaning on the ground while holding his injured leg. Tuoba Lie didn't bother to check his injuries. He endured the burning pain in his thigh and rushed forward to support the staggering Princess Tuya.

With their masters wounded one after another, and no one knew how many reinforcements were lurking in the darkness, Feng Zhaoheng and Tuoba Lie's troops were thrown into disarray, their offensive stalling. Xiao Yan's forces seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, turning the tide of battle in a flash of swords.

Xiao Yan's eyes flashed like ice, and he pointed his sword directly at the three beleaguered men. "Fifth Prince Feng, Prince Tuoba! Nan Jing has no grudge against Feng Qian and Lin Yuan, and I have never offended them. What's the reason for this ambush and assassination today?"

The carefully veiled peace of the nations was, at this moment, completely ripped from its veneer, revealing the hideous, ugly ambitions for power within. The night wind howled, carrying the lingering smell of blood through the alleys.

Tuoba Lie raised his hand to signal the guards to help the injured Feng Zhaoheng up, sneering, "Why is Crown Prince Xiao pretending to be confused? The marriage between Nanjing and Dongling, a powerful alliance, isn't it to annex small countries like us?"

He suddenly drew the scimitar from his waist, a cold gleam flashing: "If you die here today, your alliance will naturally collapse!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped forward, his blade gleaming like a thread. Seeing their master so brave, the troops behind him immediately boosted their morale, and their attack suddenly became fiercer. Xiao Yan's longsword swung horizontally, clashing with Tuoba Lie's blade, sending out dazzling sparks.

Over there, after Xie Qingli threw the stone, she raised her hand, grabbed Han Jue's sleeve and flew up. With her sleeves fluttering, the two of them landed lightly beside Chu Yuncang after a few jumps.

She stared at the increasingly chaotic battle, her fingertips gently stroking the silver needle hidden in her sleeve, and sighed softly: "If this entanglement continues, I'm afraid it will last until dawn."

Chu Yuncang glanced sideways, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, his voice low and gentle: "Those masters can't be touched, but it's not a problem to deal with some small soldiers and crab generals. Li'er, are you... itching to do something?"

Xie Qingli's eyes flashed with cunning, and he took out a few silver needles from his fingertips, waved them towards Chu Yuncang, and whispered: "As for me... I prefer to shoot arrows from behind."

Before she finished speaking, she flicked her wrist, and several silver rays of light pierced the air. Before Tuoba Lie's guards could react, they groaned and fell to the ground one after another.

Tuoba Lie's expression suddenly changed. He quickly retreated a few steps, pointing his scimitar at Xiao Yan: "You people from the Central Plains are always using these insidious tricks!"

His eyes burned with rage, and he shouted, "Xiao Yan! Do you dare to fight this prince in a fair fight?"

Before he finished speaking, there were several more whooshing sounds, and several guards in front of him fell to the ground. Tuoba Lie's heart was shocked, and he suddenly looked up and looked around. He saw only a silver light flashing in the darkness, but there was no trace of the person who attacked him.

"Despicable!" he shouted angrily, and the scimitar drew a cold arc in the moonlight.

Xiao Yan held his sword horizontally and sneered, "Who is so despicable and shameless as to ambush and assassinate?!"

"The soldiers are coming!" Someone shouted in the chaos.

Suddenly, the sound of synchronized footsteps echoed in the distance, and the light of torches gradually approached. The patrol officers and soldiers were marching in formation, the clash of armor being particularly clear in the night.

Tuoba Lie's face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat!" He grabbed the injured Princess Tuya and hurriedly retreated with Feng Zhaoheng under the guards' arm. As they retreated, the guards did not forget to carry the bodies of their companions, and disappeared into the depths of the dark alley with a swift movement.

Emperor Yingtian's shadow guards reacted just as quickly. Though they were from Dongling, they were the emperor's hidden weapons, hidden weapons that could not be shown to the public. If they were captured by the authorities and exposed to the public... the consequences would be disastrous.

In the blink of an eye, they quickly cleaned up the battlefield, took away all the remaining corpses, and disappeared into the night in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

But in a moment, the bustling alleyway suddenly fell silent. Xiao Yan and his guards were left standing there, stunned, staring at each other. Only the lingering scent of blood in the air silently revealed the truth of this dark night confrontation.

In the darkness, several figures darted past the rooftops like ghosts. Chu Yuncang, Xie Qingli, and the others had already reached several streets and alleys in a matter of seconds. After confirming safety, Chu Yuncang lowered his voice and asked, "Those soldiers...were they Li'er's doing?"

Xie Qingli nodded slightly. "The patrols around Bishui Lane have all been dispatched. These are Leng Shuang, disguised as thieves, who specifically lured the soldiers from the north of the city."

She raised her eyes to the approaching firelight in the distance and whispered, "It's enough to let Xiao Yan see clearly who is friend and foe. If any prince or princess from any country were to die in Dongling... this mess would be difficult to clean up."

Chu Yuncang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as dark as ink. "Sending the patrol away... must have been the Third Brother's doing. I wonder what benefits Feng Qian and Lin Yuan promised him to make him so foolish..."

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After the Wanshou Banquet, an appalling scandal exploded in Shengjing City like thunder: Princess Shuhua actually asked for sex from Jing'an Marquis Xie Jingyuan in public at the banquet attended by all nations, bringing shame to Dongling in front of other countries!

At first, the people shook their heads in disbelief. The eldest princess had been faithful to her husband for many years. Although she was in her prime, she was the emperor's aunt after all. How could she be so shameless?

Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager's imperial decree granting the marriage immediately confirmed that these rumors were not true. What's more, it was revealed that the eldest princess's so-called "faithfulness" was just a cover-up. Over the years, she had secretly kept more than a dozen male favorites!

Overnight, the image of the Grand Princess as a chaste and heroic woman collapsed. Obscene lyrics and songs spread through the streets, and even three-year-old children knew how to hum a few lines of "The Grand Princess Has No Shame." The royal dignity was completely shattered in this farce.

Dongling Palace.

When Princess Shuhua woke up from her coma, it was already the next morning.

She rubbed her aching temples, and fragmented memories of the banquet emerged in her mind. Something seemed to have happened during the clinking of glasses, but it was vague.

"Someone come here!" She sat up suddenly, and the quilt fell to the ground.

Several personal maids came in trembling, all with their heads hung, not daring to even breathe.

The Grand Princess narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "What exactly happened at the banquet yesterday?"

The maids looked at each other in bewilderment. The last, an older maid, trembling, held out a bright yellow imperial edict: "Your Highness... This is the Empress Dowager's decree... granting you and the Marquis of Jing'an... a marriage."

She bit her lip and continued with a stiff upper lip, "His Majesty has ordered that if you wake up... leave the palace as soon as possible..."

"Marquis Jing'an?" The eldest princess' voice suddenly rose. Thinking of Xie Jingyuan's hypocritical face, she felt sick to her stomach. "Why would the emperor's sister-in-law suddenly..."

She grabbed the imperial edict, and after reading its contents, she threw it to the ground and sternly said, "Tell me! What happened yesterday? If you dare to hide it again, I will kill you!"

The maids fell to their knees. The oldest maid trembled like a sieve and gritted her teeth, saying, "Your Highness, please spare me. It was you who... took the initiative to look for the Marquis... and said... that you missed him, and... in public..."

Memories flooded back, and the eldest princess's face turned pale...