Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Chapter 199: People Holding Military Tokens

An Mu's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He sneered, "The king is indeed far-sighted, but... do you think you can stop me like this?"

Before he finished speaking, a black pill suddenly appeared in his hand and he threw it to the ground.

The pill exploded, instantly releasing thick smoke that obscured everyone's vision.

"Protect the king!" Chen Jinyu shouted and quickly stood in front of Lan Xuanming.

However, there was a pungent smell mixed in with the smoke, which quickly spread.

Chen Jinyu's face changed, and he said anxiously, "Oh no! It's poisonous smoke! Cover your mouth and retreat quickly!"

But it was too late. The poisonous smoke spread rapidly. The imperial guards and officials in the palace covered their mouths and noses, but it was too late.

In just a few breaths, except for Lan Xuanming, Chen Jinyu and a few imperial guards who reacted quickly, all the others in the hall were poisoned and fell to the ground, their faces turning blue and their breaths weak.

Lan Xuanming covered his mouth and nose, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly: "An Mu, how dare you use poison in the palace!"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and An Mu and others stood there with calm expressions.

He smiled slightly, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Lord, can we talk properly now?"

Lan Xuanming's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone carried a hint of warning: "An Mu, do you think you can make me surrender with this poisonous smoke?"

An Mu chuckled and said calmly, "Why are you so excited, Your Majesty? I came here today just to take back what belongs to us. As for this poisonous smoke, it's just to calm you down."

Lan Xuanming snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it!"

An Mu didn't care and glanced at Fu Yandong and the imperial guards lying on the ground.

His tone was leisurely: "Your Majesty, the only ones who can stand in the palace now, besides you and Master Chen, are these few imperial guards."

"Do you think these people can stop me?"

Lan Xuanming's eyes suddenly darkened, he clenched his fists, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Chen Jinyu stepped forward, blocking Lan Xuanming's way, and said coldly, "An Mu, don't be so arrogant! Even if we are the only ones left, we will never let you succeed!"

An Mu chuckled, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Why bother? I didn't come here today to fight with you."

"Just tell the monarch to get the Shadow ready. We'll come and take them away tomorrow."

An Mu said calmly, "Your Majesty, the Shadow was originally something your father left for the young lady. You are simply returning it to its rightful owner."

Lan Xuanming looked at An Mu coldly, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "You also said that Shadow was left to my sister by our father."

"You need both the military talisman and my sister to command the shadows. Now that my sister is dead, what good is the military talisman even if you have it?"

An Mu heard this and a wicked smile appeared on his lips, his eyes carrying some deep meaning: "Your Majesty is right, the military token and the young lady are indeed indispensable. However..."

When he said this, he paused deliberately, and slowly turned his gaze to the masked woman beside him, his tone meaningful.

Lan Xuanming's gaze suddenly focused, and he followed An Mu's line of sight to look at the masked woman, with a faint ominous premonition rising in his heart.

He asked coldly, "An Mu, what do you mean?"

The masked woman slowly stepped forward, her eyes fixed on Lan Xuanming. Her voice was cold and firm: "I should have the right to take back what belongs to my mother, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell into dead silence.

Lan Xuanming, Chen Jinyu and Fu Yandong were all stunned, staring at the woman, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

"You...what did you say?" Lan Xuanming's voice trembled a little, and a hint of shock and complexity flashed in his eyes.

The woman looked calm as she slowly said, "My mother is the late young master's wife of the Black Blood Cult."

Lan Xuanming's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been hit by something.

"You...you are my sister's daughter?" Lan Xuanming's voice was low and contained a hint of disbelief.

Seeing this, Chen Jinyu hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a warning, "Your Majesty, don't trust them! They must have ulterior motives and are deliberately setting this up!"

When Lan Xuanming heard this, his expression became stern and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and looked at An Mu coldly, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "Do you think I will believe you?"

The woman remained calm when she heard this.

She slowly raised her hand and gently lifted her sleeve, revealing a red birthmark on her arm.

The birthmark is shaped like a crescent moon and is clearly visible.

"Uncle, you still don't believe me?" The woman's voice was soft, but firm.

Lan Xuanming's gaze fell on the birthmark, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His voice trembled a little: "This birthmark...you...are you really my sister's daughter?"

Before Lan Xuanming could continue to ask, An Mu suddenly stepped forward, his tone filled with pride: "Your Majesty, now the truth is out. We have the military token and the people. I believe you will abide by the agreement."

"We'll come back tomorrow at 3 p.m., and that's when we'll take Shadow away. We won't bother you any more today, let's go."

After saying that, An Mu looked at the woman and Liu Xuer, motioning them to leave.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jinyu immediately stepped forward and said in a cold voice, "You broke into the palace without permission, and you think you can leave easily?"

Before he finished speaking, a large number of masked imperial guards suddenly rushed in from outside the hall, holding weapons and surrounding An Mu and others.

An Mu looked at the scene in front of him, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he chuckled.

He pulled out a few black pills from his sleeve and said in a leisurely tone, "Your Majesty, please think carefully. Last time, I just wanted us to have a good talk, so I only threw cartilage medicine. But this time, I have real poison in my hand, and... there is no antidote."

When Lan Xuanming heard this, his expression suddenly changed and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Fu Yandong and the Imperial Guards lying on the ground, then at the pill in An Mu's hand. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let them go."

Chen Jinyu said urgently: "Your Majesty, no! They——"

Lan Xuanming raised his hand to interrupt him, his tone a little tired: "Let them go."

An Mu smiled slightly, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "The king is indeed wise. Then we'll meet again tomorrow at 3 p.m. Remember to have Shadow ready."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the hall calmly with the masked woman and Liu Xuer.

Although the masked imperial guards surrounded them, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

From a distance, An Mu's voice came from outside the palace, with a hint of joking: "Your Majesty, don't forget it tomorrow at 3 p.m."

As the sound gradually faded away, the figures of An Mu and others also disappeared into the night.

Inside the hall, Lan Xuanming stood there with a deep gaze, and remained silent for a long time.

Chen Jinyu stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, do you really want them to take Shadow away? I'm afraid..."

Lan Xuanming raised his hand to interrupt him, his tone a little tired: "The Shadow was originally left to my sister by my father. I don't have the power to summon it, so it's useless to keep it."

Although Chen Jinyu was unwilling, seeing Lan Xuanming's serious expression, he had to nod in agreement and turned around to arrange the treatment.

Lan Xuanming stood alone in the hall, looking at the dark night sky outside, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Sister, is she really your daughter?"