Legend of the Embroiderer

Beneath the Tang Dynasty's prosperity, undercurrents surged. Within the magnificent palaces, amidst the carved beams and painted buildings, hidden conspiracies and crises lay hidden. A sudden coup, like lightning streaking across the sky in the darkness, shocked the entire court.

No one could have imagined that the man behind this coup was the palace's most powerful and feared eunuch, Huang Jin! He was clad in a magnificent brocade robe, wrapping himself tightly like a gorgeous peacock spreading its most vibrant feathers. Beneath this glamorous exterior lay a heart brimming with ambition and scheming.

At this turbulent moment, Huang Jin appeared before everyone, like a mysterious and shocking flash of lightning, shattering the calm sky. Everyone present stared at him with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief. They couldn't understand why Huang Jin, the emperor's closest aide, always known for his loyalty, would suddenly stand against the emperor and launch a coup.

Everyone speculated: Was Huang Jin bribed by outside forces? Or had his own greed and ambition finally broken free, prompting him to betray the imperial family? Everyone tried to search his stern face for answers, but found none.

Huang Jin stood there quietly, his face expressionless, as if he had already made his decision and was prepared to face the consequences. His presence shattered the tense atmosphere, replacing it with a deathly silence. Everyone couldn't help but wonder, "How many secrets does this once-respected figure have?"

At this moment, everyone was filled with confusion and anxiety. They didn't know what would happen next, nor did they know how this sudden change would affect the entire situation. Huang Jin became the central figure in this storm, and his every move would tug at everyone's heartstrings.

As he entered the palace, the previously noisy atmosphere instantly quieted, and everyone's gaze was fixed on him. His steps were steady and powerful, each one carrying a confidence and majesty, as if he were the master of this world. A smug smile graced his face, and a greedy glint in his eyes, as if he had the entire situation under control. Yet, his sinister and sinister expression was chilling. His eyes revealed a cunning glint, and that sly smile seemed to conceal countless conspiracies and intrigues, making everyone wary.

He was dressed in a gorgeous black robe, its sleeves fluttering in the wind, appearing exceptionally elegant. He was tall and imposing, his muscular features defined, exuding immense strength and majesty. His hair was neatly combed and exuded a delicate fragrance, giving him an air of neatness and elegance.

He slowly walked to the center of the palace, looked around, and a slight smile of disdain rose from his lips. His voice was low and magnetic: "Everyone, I come here today to tell you good news." His words were filled with confidence and arrogance, making those present feel nervous and uneasy. They speculated about the good news he brought and began to doubt his purpose.

As he finished speaking, the palace fell into a pin-drop silence. Everyone stared at him intently, their eyes filled with confusion and curiosity, as if trying to penetrate his deepest thoughts through his piercing eyes. Time seemed to freeze in this moment as they waited silently for him to continue.

He seemed to enjoy the attention, his lips curling up slightly in a faint smile. This smile, however, gave people an inexplicable chill. He paused deliberately, letting the tense atmosphere permeate the air.

Just when everyone was about to lose their temper, he finally spoke slowly: "From today on, this palace will become my territory."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible majesty and dominance, as if every word he uttered was an order that could not be disobeyed.

Upon hearing these words, everyone was filled with astonishment and awe. They knew this man possessed extraordinary strength and status, and possessed a terrifying power. So when he spoke, no one dared to question or refute him. Instead, they all bowed their heads in respect and obedience.

His voice was low and magnetic, but the firmness and decisiveness contained in it were unquestionable. There was no room for negotiation in his tone, as if this was a fact that was set in stone and could not be refuted by anyone.

His declaration was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and a huge uproar.

The court erupted in an uproar, a cacophony of noise filling the air. A minister suddenly stood up, his face etched with fury, his eyes blazing as he glared at the person before him. He demanded, "Why? We will never give up so easily!" His voice was like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

The indignation and dissatisfaction in those words were like a volcano about to erupt, as if to vent all the emotions that had been pent up in the heart for a long time.

Facing the crowd's doubts, he simply smiled coldly, his lips curling slightly upwards, a flicker of disdain in his eyes. His laughter echoed through the palace, like a gust of cold wind, chilling people's spines. This laughter seemed to carry an indescribable pressure, sending a chill down their spines.

His presence cast a shadow over the entire palace, making the once solemn and sacred atmosphere seem oppressive. His presence was like a mountain, weighing down the people, making it difficult to breathe. The atmosphere in the palace became solemn and tense. Everyone was silent, their eyes fixed on him, filled with anxiety and doubt.

Especially those eyes, which revealed an extreme desire for power, and seemed to have been unable to curb his inner ambition. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and as cold as a snake, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Everyone started talking about it. They were angry and disappointed with Huang Jin's behavior. They originally thought he was a trustworthy person, but they didn't expect him to betray the emperor and try to usurp the throne.

"Huang Jin, how could you do this?" The minister's hair stood on end. He pointed at Huang Jin's nose and cursed, "You ungrateful thing! We treated you like one of our own, but I never thought you would betray the Celestial Empire!"

He stared at Huang Jin with his eyes wide open, his eyes flashing with anger, as if he wanted to find the answer from Huang Jin. His voice was deafening, and the whole court echoed with his roar.

The minister's face was filled with shock and disbelief, unable to accept what had happened. He had thought Huang Jin was loyal, reliable, and trustworthy, but now he realized he had been utterly wrong. He felt immense pain and loss, and his heart was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction towards Huang Jin.

The other ministers echoed this sentiment, their expressions equally angry and disappointed. For a moment, the court was filled with clamor, with accusations against Huang Jin rising and falling. Huang Jin stood there, his face as pale as paper, his head lowered, not daring to meet the ministers' gazes.

"You traitor! How dare you betray the Emperor? Do you know what this means? Are you worthy of the Emperor's trust in you?"

The minister's hair stood on end, his face flushed red as he pointed at the other man and shouted angrily, his voice so loud that the air around them trembled slightly. His eyes were filled with anger and disappointment, as if he wanted to cut the man in front of him into pieces.

Facing the accusations from everyone, Huang Jin sneered: "Humph, you idiots, you don't know how powerful I, Huang Jin, am!

Now, the entire palace is under my control. If you want to live, you must obey my orders. Otherwise..." His voice stopped abruptly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Everyone fell silent, realizing that Huang Jin's strength should not be underestimated. Now, they had to make a choice: either obey Huang Jin or fight him to the end.

In this tense atmosphere, everyone was thinking about their own position and future. Huang Jin stood in the center of the palace, looking at everything in front of him triumphantly. He believed that as long as he could control the situation, the throne would belong to him.

Huang Jin took such a risk because he was dissatisfied with the benevolent rule of Crown Prince Li Zhao. As time went on, Crown Prince Li Zhao's popularity among the people grew, which made Huang Jin deeply uneasy.

He knew that his position was precarious and that if he did not take action, he would lose everything. Therefore, his ambition was like a blazing fire, becoming increasingly intense and never stopping for a moment.

At this moment, Huang Jin had secretly colluded with the rebels on the border! This was truly unexpected! He actually wanted to stir up a huge upheaval in the court!

"Rebellion! Rebellion!" The news spread like wildfire to every corner of the palace, like thunder exploding in everyone's heart.

The palace maids looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety. "How could this happen?" one asked in a trembling voice, tears etched in his voice. "Stop asking, just run!" Another man gave him a shove and turned to run towards the palace gate.

For a moment, the palace was in chaos. The palace servants, who had been well-organized, were now running around like headless flies, and shouts of killing and wailing echoed one after another, resounding through the sky.

"Stop! Don't run!" A man who looked like a general shouted loudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was drowned out by the noisy crowd.

Inside the palace, the magnificent furnishings were now deserted. The palace servants had fled, leaving only a devastating mess behind. The once prosperous palace had now become a living hell.

"Oh my God! What the hell is going on?" A maid collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She looked around, only to see chaos and bloodshed, her heart filled with despair. Another maid tightly covered her mouth, afraid to scream. Fear and anxiety flickered in her eyes, and her body trembled continuously.

At the moment of life and death, Su Mengyao was fearless and stepped forward to fight side by side with Prince Li Zhao to face this sudden crisis.

"Prince, the current situation is serious. What should we do?" Although Su Mengyao is a palace maid, she is extremely wise. She calmly analyzed the situation with a sharp gaze.

Li Zhao looked at her, a glint of approval in his eyes: "Mengyao, you have always been very smart. Do you have any good ideas?"

Su Mengyao pondered for a moment and said, "Only by exposing Huang Jin's crimes to the public can we quell this coup and consolidate your position."

The determination and courage in her words were like an invisible force, which gradually calmed the panic in Li Zhao's heart. He looked at Su Mengyao deeply, as if he saw the ray of hope.

"Okay! I'll listen to you!" Li Zhao clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination.

So, she frowned slightly, staring ahead with a determined look, as if she were pondering something. Suddenly, she raised her head, a flicker of determination in her eyes, and said, "We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must take action!" Li Zhao was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then looked at her with a puzzled expression, wondering what she was thinking. She slowly said, "I have a bold plan..."

"Prince, listen to me. We have a plan." Her voice was deep and firm, as if imbued with endless wisdom and determination. Li Zhao's eyes sharpened upon hearing this. He stared intently at the person before him, a surge of anticipation welling up in his heart, eager to learn what this so-called plan was.

He knew full well that the situation was tense and any slight disturbance could trigger a huge uproar. The plan proposed by this man might be the key to breaking the deadlock and achieving their goal.

He waited quietly for what was to come, and at the same time he thought to himself that if this plan was really feasible, then they might be able to turn things around.

She took a deep breath and continued, "We will use the secret passages in the palace to secretly mobilize those loyal imperial guards. This is our backup plan in case of emergency."

Li Zhao frowned slightly, as if thinking about the feasibility of this plan. But he did not interrupt her, just nodded, motioning her to continue.

"And I," she paused, her voice becoming more determined, "I decided to take the risk and sneak into Huang Jin's bedroom to find evidence that can prove his treason." Li Zhao's face changed instantly. He stood up suddenly and grabbed her wrist tightly: "No, that's too dangerous!" Su Mengyao insisted on her opinion, and the prince had to agree.

Night fell over the earth, the moonlight hazy, casting a mysterious veil over the entire world. Su Mengyao, dressed in black, moved lightly through the darkness like an agile black cat, sneaking silently into Huang Jin's bedroom.

Her lively eyes scanned the surroundings. The palace was brightly lit, casting her slender figure against the walls. Huang Jin's men, wielding sharp blades, looked serious and alert, patrolling with measured and powerful steps, as if guarding an impenetrable fortress.

Su Mengyao carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers, her movements as gentle as a breeze across the lake. She took light steps, step by step, approaching Huang Jin's secret room, each step filled with caution and care.