Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

The sharp blade was silently inserted into the gap of the window. With a forceful pry, the window opened with a click.

Daranti retracted the dagger and reached out to push the window.

"call out!"

The nerves behind Daranti's ear suddenly moved, and an arrow flashed in the air, piercing her wrist quickly and accurately.

"Well!"

Daranti's body half went limp. She bit her lips hard and pushed open the window despite the severe pain.

There are secret guards in Yonghe Palace!

The people of Taifeng were treacherous and cunning, full of tricks, so it was understandable that the emperor had secret guards around him. But she had never known that there were secret guards in the harem as well.

However, she did not back down.

She had risked her life to kill someone tonight, and even if she was already trapped, she would do her best to complete the mission.

"Swish, whoosh." Before she could catch her breath, two more arrows came.

This time Daranti was prepared and dodged both arrows.

An arrow lodged in her left hand made it very difficult for her to move. Blood gushed from her wrist, and a thick, bloody odor seeped into the room through the window.

Wen Yuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

She had always been a light sleeper, and the noise outside quickly woke her up.

She sat up, opened the curtains, and happened to meet the eyes of the man in black outside the window.

Wen Yuan's heart suddenly started pounding - there was an assassin.

It was late at night, but in the moonlight, Wen Yuan could still see the different colored eyes of the assassin and the Taifeng people.

People in southern Xinjiang took action!

Ji Xingyao, who was originally sleeping soundly, was also awakened after Wen Yuan got up.

She rolled over and opened the curtain on the other side.

Through the bed curtains, she also saw the assassin in night clothes.

"Ah Yuan."

Ji Xingyao nervously grabbed Wen Yuan's arm.

The two people looked at each other tacitly, and each knew what the other wanted to say.

The long-awaited opportunity is right in front of you.

They remained seated like this, motionless, waiting for the assassin to enter.

Everything changes rapidly.

At this time, two figures appeared on both sides of the corridor, one holding an arrow and the other holding a knife.

They were very fast. Although they were only ten meters away from Daranti, they were already next to Daranti in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Daranti stepped one foot into the window, he was surrounded by the tall figures of the secret guards.

"How dare you, a bold assassin, trespass into Yonghe Palace without permission."

He grabbed Daranti's collar with both hands and threw him out of the window.

Daranti was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his back. Even though he knew he was dead, he still used his last breath to throw the dagger in his hand towards Wen Yuan.

"Mom, be careful!"

Daranti's back hit the floor tiles with a bang, and under the action of inertia, he slid several meters, and all the clothes on his back were torn.

The dagger she threw out, due to the obstruction of the secret guard and the delay in timing, landed at the bed leg, less than an inch away from Wen Yuan's boots.

Ji Xingyao and Wen Yuan both looked at the dagger on the ground.

"Ayuan." Ji Xingyao whispered: "With the secret guards here, the assassin might be..."

Before she could finish her words, Wen Yuan had already stood up.

She ran barefoot on the cold tiles and suddenly opened the door, deliberately exposing herself to everyone.

"Your Majesty, be careful, it's dangerous outside." The secret guard holding a bow and arrow quickly came in front of Wen Yuan and blocked her view.

Wen Yuan suppressed his pounding heart and asked quickly, "What happened?"

The secret guards blocked her tightly: "There is an assassin, Madam, close the door. We are here and will not let you get hurt."

Wen Yuan frowned and stood there without moving.

Seeing that she was not leaving, the secret guard did not dare to urge her. He did not relax his vigilance at all, fearing that there were other assassins lying in ambush in Yonghe Palace, and he kept guarding the door closely.

In the yard, Daranti and the secret guards were still fighting.

However, the Southern Xinjiang people were already doomed, and she had a long arrow stuck in her left hand, which made it difficult for her to move. In addition, the secret guards were very skilled, and they captured Daranti in a short time.

At this time, all the sleeping palace maids woke up.

There were guards knocking on the door of Yonghe Palace.

The palace maid put on her coat and hurriedly opened the door. The well-trained Yulin Guards quickly went in, arrested the Southern Xinjiang assassin, and searched around the courtyard for the Southern Xinjiang man's accomplices.

The commander of the Imperial Guards knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty is frightened. I am late in rescuing you."

Wen Yuan stared blankly at the mighty Yulin Guards in front of her. She knew that her hope was shattered.

She will have to stay here, waiting for the next accident or death from old age.

Wen Yuan lowered her head, and her belly, which was hiding the little life, bulged high, covering her toes.

She looked desolate for a long time before forcing out a wry smile.

After tonight, she will give up the fantasy of leaving with Ji Xingyao.

Dark clouds covered the waning moon in the sky, and the night grew darker.

"Commander, please stand up."

Wen Yuan's voice was neither high nor low, without any ups and downs.

Maybe she was destined not to leave here. In the few remaining days, she wanted to live a good life with Ji Xingyao.

After all, we don’t know how many years it will be before we meet again.

"Your Majesty." Ji Xingyao held her hand.

When Daranti was subdued by the secret guards, Ji Xingyao's heart sank to the bottom.

She couldn't imagine how disappointed Wen Yuan must be at this moment.

There was a dense and sharp pain in the tip of her heart, and Ji Xingyao's hands and feet were cold. She could no longer say any words of comfort, so she could only try her best to convey the warmth of her palms to her.

"My lady, my lady."

Nanny Li came to Wen Yuan in a panic, with her shoes on and her hair disheveled.

She has always paid great attention to etiquette and religious rules. Her clothes are always neatly arranged and her hair is always done meticulously. Ji Xingyao has never seen her hair messy.

At this time, Nanny Li had completely lost her image.

"Oh my God." Nanny Li cried out in shock.

"Mother, are you okay?"

Nanny Li was so frightened that her lips and hair turned white. When she lowered her head and saw Wen Yuan's white and tender feet, her heart sank. She quickly knelt on the ground and reached out to touch them.

When I touched it, it was shockingly cold.

"Why are they so cold?" Nanny Li was so distressed that she almost cried. She held Wen Yuan's feet and held them against her heart to warm them.

Nanny Li's action brought Wen Yuan back to his senses.

She gently withdrew her foot: "Madame Li, help me change my clothes."

Wen Yuan was wearing pajamas and it was inconvenient for him to see people.

"Hey, hey." Nanny Li wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, helped Wen Yuan into the house, and asked Ling'er to get hot water to soak the empress's feet.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

All the lanterns in Yonghe Palace were lit, and the Imperial Guards were coming in and out. Even after the door was closed, the sound of footsteps could still be heard.

Nanny Li's hands were shaking. She swallowed and tried her best to control her trembling body, but she still tied Wen Yuan's hair into a high bun without compromising quality.

After Wen Yuan finished packing, Li Heng arrived.

"Ayuan, I scared you."

Li Zhao hugged her in fear: "It's my fault. I didn't protect you well. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay."

It had been a long time since they had a warm hug.

Wen Yuan leaned numbly on Li Zhao's chest, staring blankly at his own miserable face in the bronze mirror.

Ji Xingyao stood not far away, looking at their backs, feeling so uncomfortable that his nose felt sore.

She said in her heart: Don't worry, Ayuan, before I leave, I will give you [Space Teleportation].