Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Chapter 204: Eliminating the Roots

After An Mu left, the study fell into silence again.

The man stood in front of the window, staring into the distance, deep thought in his eyes.

The night outside was as dark as ink, but this moment of silence could not conceal the turmoil in his heart.

He slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the exertion, and murmured softly, "Twenty years have passed, and the descendants of the Zizhu family are still alive. We must eradicate them as soon as possible."

Turning to the desk, he wrote a secret letter and quickly summoned his trusted guards: "Send this letter to Beiyan immediately and make sure to track down the whereabouts of the orphan of the Zizhu family. We must find him alive or dead."

The guard took the secret letter respectfully and said, "Yes, master." Before he finished speaking, he hurried away.

The man stood there, his brows furrowed, a hint of worry in his eyes.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the guard beside him. He asked in a deep voice, "How is the guarding of the imperial palace going recently? Has the Queen Mother's situation changed?"

The guard immediately stepped forward and whispered, "My lord, the palace is more heavily guarded than usual, especially around the Empress Dowager's chambers. They've tripled the guards. The Empress Dowager is under house arrest, completely cut off from the outside world. Even her daily diet is strictly monitored."

After hearing this, a complicated look flashed in the man's eyes and he clenched his fists, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

He whispered to himself: "After all these years, I still haven't been able to bring her out."

The guard noticed his master's change of mood and asked cautiously, "Master, do you need our people to act secretly and try to rescue the Queen Mother? After all, her current situation is worrying. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid..."

The man raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes flashing with suppressed anger and helplessness: "It is necessary to save people, but now is not the time."

He paused, his tone revealing a hint of fatigue, as if he was caught in a vortex of memories.

The man's eyes grew heavy, his brows furrowed, and he sighed softly, "I haven't let go of everything that happened twenty years ago. If I had..."

He stopped talking before he finished, as if he didn't want to delve into the pain and regrets of the past.

After a moment, he took a deep breath, forced himself to regain his composure, and said, "The past cannot be changed. The most important thing is to eliminate the descendants of the Zizhu family. Only in this way can the hidden danger be completely eliminated."

He walked to the desk, sat down, and rested his hands on the table. He whispered, "The Queen Mother's matter... the time is not yet ripe. We can't act rashly."

He paused, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes, "If I act rashly, I'm afraid not only will I fail to save her, but I'll destroy everything she has."

The guard stood aside, silent, as if waiting for further instructions from his master.

The man took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and made a decision: "Continue to monitor the movements of the palace and pay close attention to the Queen Mother's condition. However, the most important task at the moment is still the descendants of the Zizhu family."

He picked up another letter and continued, "We must consider everything in the long term. We must have Beiyan expedite the investigation and make sure to find the orphan of the Zizhu family. Not a single one should escape."

The trusted guard bowed his head and replied, "Yes, Master, I will make the arrangements."

The man finally raised his head, his eyes revealing a firm determination: "No matter what, the orphan of the Zizhu family must die." When he said this, his tone was full of cold determination.

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At the same time, An Mu stood on the high platform, his eyes sharp, and said in a deep voice: "The fact that the descendant of the Zizhu family is still alive is related to the cooperation plan between our sect and the prince. You lead everyone to immediately track down his whereabouts and make sure to capture him as soon as possible, regardless of life or death!"

The subordinate obeyed the order, turned around and left in a hurry.

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On the other side, Qingfeng sat in the courtyard, holding tightly in his hand a secret letter he had just received.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious. He quickly stood up and hurried towards Zizhu Yingchen's room.

When I opened the door, I saw Zizhu Yingchen sitting at the desk, flipping through an ancient book attentively.

Seeing Qingfeng's hurried look, he raised his head and smiled slightly: "Qingfeng, why are you so flustered?"

Qingfeng handed him the secret letter and whispered, "Master, I just received news that someone is trying their best to track down your whereabouts."

Zizhu Yingchen took the secret letter, glanced at it, and unconsciously curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer: "He knew he would be exposed, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Qingfeng frowned, his expression serious: "Master, do we need to return to Mingying Mountain immediately? They are very powerful. If we are found, I am afraid..."

Zizhu Yingchen raised her hand to interrupt him, her tone calm but with a hint of coldness: "Don't panic. Now that they've come to our door, hiding will be of no use. I want to see what they want to do."

Qingfeng was still a little worried: "But Master, your safety..."

Zizhu Yingchen stood up, his eyes firm. "Qingfeng, someone doesn't want us to live, and there's nowhere to hide. Besides, Qingyue is still here. It's time to settle the grudge from twenty years ago. Go and make some preparations, and we'll wait and see what kind of trouble these people can stir up."

Qingfeng nodded: "Yes, Master."

Zizhu Yingchen looked out the window. The night was dark, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light. "It seems that there are indeed people who don't want our Zizhu family to live. If that's the case, let them see whether the descendants of the Zizhu family are qualified to live in this world."

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At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

The door was quietly pushed open, and Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan walked in silently.

Feng Qingyue was wearing a plain long dress, her eyebrows and features were picturesque, but her expression was unusually cold.

She quickly walked to Zizhu Yingchen's side and whispered, "Uncle, we have received news from the secret guards that the Black Blood Cult and unknown forces are trying their best to track down your whereabouts. They are acting faster than we expected."

After hearing this, Zizhu Yingchen's expression remained calm, with a slight smile on his lips: "Sure enough, they can't hold it back anymore."

He turned to look at Feng Qingyue, with a gentle light in his eyes, and asked softly: "Qingyue, are you afraid?"

Feng Qingyue raised her eyes and met his gaze. There was no fear in her eyes, but rather a hint of disdain. "Afraid? I'm actually afraid they won't come. It's time to settle the old accounts from twenty years ago."

Zizhu Yingchen smiled slightly, with a flicker of approval in his eyes: "As expected of a member of the Zizhu family, you are very courageous and insightful."

Feng Qingyue snorted coldly, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "The Black Blood Sect and Beiyan are nothing to be afraid of. Since they dare to come, let them never return."

Zizhu Yingchen nodded, looking out the window again, his tone calm but with a hint of coldness: "In that case, let's just wait for them to arrive."