Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

At this moment, a loud and noisy sound suddenly arose in the distance, like the ripples caused by a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, breaking the original tranquility.

Curious, Ziwei released her spiritual energy to investigate what was happening. When she finally saw the scene clearly, her heart tightened. Anxious, she lowered her voice and said, "Oh no! Lord Ji is running towards us, carrying Yongji, while Emin is desperately trying to stop the people chasing them. Some civilians have also been affected along the way."

When Qianlong heard this, his face changed suddenly and he shouted loudly: "Fukangan, go to support quickly!" Before he finished speaking, Fukangan rushed towards the scene of the incident like a gust of wind and lightning.

Ziwei was extremely anxious and whispered hurriedly to Qianlong and the Queen: "Father, Mother, please return to Ning Mansion first. I will rush over to help you." After that, she turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Qianlong.

Qianlong frowned and said solemnly, "Ziwei, it's too dangerous there. You can't help there. It's better for you to return with your mother."

The empress was equally worried about her son's safety, but she knew that the emperor's safety was of paramount importance, so she held Qianlong's hand tightly and advised, "Master, Ziwei has special skills, she will be fine. It is best for us to avoid her for the time being."

Qianlong was skeptical about what the queen said. After all, he didn't see Ziwei take action during the last assassination attempt, but he did see her playing the flute. Then those people died inexplicably at this moment. Could it be that Ziwei did it?

Yongji's condition is unclear at the moment, and Ziwei really doesn't dare to help from a distance. She must go to Yongji's side.

This place wasn't far from Ning Mansion, but on her way back, she saw several people hiding in the dark, acting surreptitiously. Could these people also be Mahayana followers?

Not good! After realizing that the situation was not good, she hurriedly quickened her pace to catch up with Qianlong and the Queen, "We can't return to Ning Mansion, there is an ambush ahead!"

Ignoring the surprised expressions on Qianlong and the others' faces, she released her mental strength, quickly looked around, and then pointed to a nearby pharmacy and said, "Let's take shelter there first."

There was only an old man sitting in front of the medicine shop, and a young servant was dozing off out of boredom. It should be safe.

Without hesitation, the Queen grabbed the Emperor and turned to run towards the pharmacy, urgently ordering, "Ziwei, go and help immediately. Don't worry about me or your father."

Ziwei nodded in agreement, then rushed toward the chaotic scene, pulling out her flute and beginning to play. The melodious, clear notes instantly resonated throughout the streets, bringing a sense of calm to the panicked civilians. However, they could never have imagined that such beautiful music was now reaping lives.

There were dozens of people chasing him, all of whom were skilled in martial arts. Fukang'an flew over and together with Emin, they resisted the pursuers, buying time for Ji Yun to escape. However, an accident happened again, and the killers suddenly fell to the ground and lost their lives.

Emin had experienced this kind of situation before, and although he was still surprised, he reacted quickly, first checking whether there were any special marks on the people lying on the ground.

At the same time, Fukang'an cast his gaze towards Ziwei, who was running in his direction. The melodious music had ceased, and she seemed to be holding a flute. Puzzled, Fukang'an crouched down and carefully examined these people. He was puzzled by the fact that they bore no visible injuries or signs of suicide by poison. So, what had caused their deaths?

Fu Kang'an racked his brains, but could not find the answer. In fact, even Ziwei herself knew nothing about it. She knew that the spiritual needles had lethality, but she had never explored how these spiritual needles could instantly kill someone after entering the human body.

If someone performed an autopsy on these bodies, they would find that their hearts had already been completely broken. In such a situation, it would be a fantasy to expect them to survive.

Ziwei rushed to Yongji's side anxiously, took his hand without hesitation, and used her spiritual energy to deeply explore his physical condition. At this moment, Ji Yun, panting and panting, said anxiously, "Miss Ziwei, we must hurry back to find Doctor Hu! The young master has been stabbed in the back by a sharp blade..."

As he began to speak, Ziwei had already mobilized her spiritual energy and swiftly performed a healing technique, perfectly healing Yongji's wound. A closer look revealed that the wound was actually not serious, indicating that the other party did not seem to have the ruthless intention of killing this young child.

Ziwei nodded slightly towards Ji Yun, motioning him to look at Yongji, and said softly: "Mr. Ji, please put Yongji down. His injuries have healed."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yun quickly lowered his head and saw the Twelfth Prince in his arms staring at him with a smile. His pale face had now turned rosy, as cute as a ripe apple.

He blinked, still a little incredulous, and muttered to himself, "This...this wound hasn't been treated yet."

Before he finished speaking, Yongji couldn't wait to jump down from Ji Yun's arms, his face filled with excitement and mystery, and said to Ji Yun: "Mr. Ji, did you know? Sister Ziwei is a fairy! She just waved her hand and easily healed my wound!"

After hearing these words, Emin and Fukang'an also came forward, half believing and half doubting what was said.

Fu Kang'an's face was solemn as he calmly analyzed, "Those people are the remnants of the Mahayana sect. There may be many more of these villains lurking in the city. We must rush to the master and his wife as soon as possible to ensure their safety."

"There are a few hiding on the way back to Ning Mansion. Lord Fucha, go and eliminate them quickly. Lord Emin, stay here to clean up the mess. Lord Ji, come with me to find the master and his wife. They are in the pharmacy over there."

Ziwei winked at Fukang'an and said, "Master Fucha, there are six or seven people hiding on the roof over there, all of them highly skilled in martial arts. Can you make it alone? How about I go with you?"

Fu Kang'an: ……

He was actually looked down upon by a weak woman.

"No, I don't care about those people. Why don't you let Lord Emin protect you? Lord Ning can leave this place."