Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Chapter 200 Shadow Appears

It was late at night and the palace was silent, except for the bright lights in the imperial study.

Lan Xuanming sat quietly at the desk, tightly holding a yellowed secret decree in his hand, his eyes as deep as water.

It was a secret decree handed to him by his father before his death, which recorded in detail the origin and mission of "Shadow".

"Shadow" is a secret army created by my father for my sister, just to protect her.

My father once said that the existence of Shadow is only to protect my sister and is not for the use of the court.

Later, after my sister left, Shadow's presence or absence became a heavy stone on my father's heart.

"Your Majesty, it's late, you should rest." Eunuch Afu walked into the imperial study quietly, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Lan Xuanming raised his head, his eyes a little tired. "Ah Fu, do you think I should hand Shadow over to them?"

Ah Fu was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Your Majesty, although the Shadow was created by the previous emperor, it has now become a vital force in our dynasty. If it were handed over to the Black Blood Cult, I'm afraid there would be endless trouble."

Lan Xuanming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But the shadow was originally left to my sister by my father. I have no right to use it. Now that my sister's daughter has appeared, the shadow should be returned to her."

Ah Fu frowned and said, "The identity of that woman is still unclear. If she is truly the princess's daughter, it's fine, but if she is part of the Black Blood Cult's scheme, if Shadow falls into their hands, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lan Xuanming sighed deeply, his eyes filled with helplessness. "How could I not know this? But that birthmark is indeed the birthmark of my sister's daughter. I won't make a mistake."

Ah Fu said nothing more and retreated silently.

At the time of Shen the next day, outside the palace, the shadows had lined up neatly, waiting for orders.

Lan Xuanming stood in front of the hall with a serious look.

Chen Jinyu and Fu Yandong stood on both sides, looking alert.

Not long after, An Mu walked slowly over with the masked woman and Liu Xuer.

An Mu smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "The king is indeed trustworthy."

Lan Xuanming looked at him coldly and said calmly, "The shadow is here, but whether you can take it away depends on your ability."

An Mu chuckled, stepped aside, and motioned the masked woman to come forward.

The woman slowly walked up to Shadow, raised her hand and grasped the military token, her voice cold and firm: "Shadow, listen to my command. I am the daughter of Princess Lan Yingxue. I have come here today to take you away."

The eyes of the Shadow members all fell on the woman. After a moment, the leading Shadow leader stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "This subordinate greets the Young Master!"

Following his action, the other Shadow members also knelt down and said in unison: "Greetings, Young Master!"

Seeing this, Lan Xuanming's face suddenly changed and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

Chen Jinyu and Fu Yandong looked solemn, obviously not expecting that Shadow would recognize its master so easily.

An Mu chuckled, his tone filled with a hint of pride: "Lord, it seems that Shadow has recognized his master. We will leave now."

At this moment, a cold female voice came from a distance, with a hint of teasing in her tone: "Leave? Excuse me, where is our deputy leader going? You're already here, why don't you leave without seeing me?"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan appeared at the door of the hall.

Feng Qingyue was dressed in white, with picturesque features and a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Jun Lingyuan was dressed in black, with a stern expression, and his eyes swept across everyone in the hall like a knife.

Behind them, Black Blood Sect elders Gao Yunfeng, Zizhu Yingchen, the Prime Minister and others also appeared one after another.

"Ayue, are you okay?" Lan Xuanming asked with concern.

"I'm fine, but some people may not be." Feng Qingyue responded indifferently, her eyes sweeping over An Mu, Liu Xuer and others, her tone a little cold.

An Mu's expression suddenly changed, and his tone was filled with questioning: "It's you, you...why are you here?"

Feng Qingyue walked slowly into the hall, her eyes sweeping over An Mu and the fake Saintess, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "Deputy Leader, why didn't you inform me of such a big thing in advance? If I hadn't arrived in time, wouldn't I have missed this wonderful show?"

An Mu's expression froze, and his tone was somewhat reluctant: "This is a matter between our Black Blood Cult and the monarch. Miss, there is no need to interfere."

Feng Qingyue chuckled softly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "Really? But I heard that someone wanted to take Shadow away in my name."

"Ayue, what did you say? What do you mean by in your name?" Lan Xuanming asked in confusion.

An Mu had a blank expression on his face and said calmly, "I don't understand what the girl is saying."

But when he saw Gao Yunfeng appear behind Feng Qingyue again, he understood everything in his heart.

Feng Qingyue raised an eyebrow: "Don't understand?"

Before An Mu could answer, the masked woman suddenly stepped forward, staring coldly at Feng Qingyue, her tone a bit chilly: "Miss, we meet again."

Feng Qingyue glanced at the woman lightly, with a playful smile on her lips: "Yes, we meet again, why bother?"

The woman also laughed at herself: "Yeah, why bother."

Feng Qingyue chuckled lightly, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "Interesting. However, you can't take Shadow away just because you want to."

The woman's eyes turned cold, and her tone was a little amused: "Why? It originally belonged to the Black Blood Cult's young lady. Why can't it return to the Black Blood Cult?"

Feng Qingyue said calmly, "The Shadow does belong to the Black Blood Cult's young lady, but whether her daughter is willing to let it return to the Black Blood Cult is uncertain."

Hearing this, everyone present looked at each other in confusion. Even the Shadow Leader stood up and asked in confusion, "Girl, what does this mean? Isn't she the master's daughter?"

The woman's expression changed slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure and said coldly, "The birthmark on my arm is the best proof."

Feng Qingyue chuckled softly, her eyes filled with deep meaning: "Does it really have to be like this? What exactly did An Mu give you?"

Before the woman could answer, An Mu suddenly stepped forward, his tone carrying a hint of warning and questioning: "Miss, as the Saint of the Black Blood Cult, shouldn't she act like this?"

Feng Qingyue's eyes turned cold, and her tone was a bit coercive: "An Mu, whether she is doing this for the Black Blood Cult or for something else, you know it best, don't you?"

An Mu's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He said calmly, "What do you mean, young lady? I don't understand."

Feng Qingyue sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "An Mu, you and I are both well aware of what you did."

An Mu's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was somewhat firm: "Miss, if you don't have solid evidence, please be careful with your words."

Feng Qingyue ignored him and turned to look at the woman. Her tone was cold and stern: "My surname is An, and my name is An Qingyue. Today's matter ends here."

The woman's eyes turned cold, and her tone was filled with surprise: "You - what did you say?"

The woman stepped back repeatedly because she had seen the young lady's daughter in the Black Blood Sect - her name was An Qingyue.

Seeing this, An Mu hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "What evidence do you have?"