Legend of the Embroiderer

Just as Su Mengyao was about to step into the secret room, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly rang out, shattering the night's tranquility. The sound was as rapid and loud as the beat of a drum, as if someone was hurriedly approaching. Su Mengyao's heart tightened, and she immediately realized that something was wrong. She quickly dodged and hid in a nearby secret passage.

Her heart was pounding like thunder, as if it was about to burst out of her throat, and her breathing became rapid. Every breath was filled with tension and fear, fearing that her whereabouts would be discovered. She covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of alerting the person coming.

Su Mengyao's eyes widened as she peered through the cracks in the tunnel, observing the movements outside. Her body trembled slightly, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She had no idea who was coming, but from the sound of their footsteps, she knew they were coming with great force. If discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

As time passed, Su Mengyao grew increasingly nervous. She silently prayed that the newcomer wouldn't discover her, while simultaneously pondering a strategy. At this moment, she could only hide in the secret passage and bide her time.

Huang Jin and his men hurried in, their faces etched with nervousness, as if they were desperately searching for something. Su Mengyao's heart leaped into her throat, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, afraid to make a sound. She stared wide-eyed, peering through the cracks in the tunnel, cautiously observing the movements outside, not daring to breathe.

Huang Jin's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, scanning the surroundings with a piercing gaze, seemingly perceiving everything. His face was devoid of a smile, his brow furrowed slightly, revealing a serious and anxious expression. His steps were light yet firm, as if he were searching for a crucial treasure. Wherever he went, he paused, carefully observing his surroundings, not missing a single corner where someone might be hiding.

As he walked, he gave orders to his men in a stern and resolute tone: "Listen to me! Search thoroughly! That girl can't run far, she must still be here! No matter what method you use, you must find her for me!" His voice echoed in the air with an unquestionable majesty.

The men, fearing no delay, responded immediately, some armed with swords, others with torches, and began a blanket search of the area. For a moment, the scene was filled with a clamor of voices, the flickering of flames, and a tense yet orderly atmosphere.

Su Mengyao secretly thanked herself for hiding in the secret passage, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. She stared at Huang Jin and his men, praying they wouldn't find her. As time passed, her heart was always in suspense, not daring to relax even a little.

Time ticked by. Huang Jin and his men searched everywhere to no avail and finally left. Su Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief, but she still dared not let her guard down. This was just the beginning; more challenges awaited her.

Huang Jin lingered in the secret room for a moment before leaving with his men. Su Mengyao seized the opportunity to emerge from the secret passage and quickly enter the chamber. She meticulously searched every corner, hoping to find evidence of Huang Jin's treason. Sure enough, in a hidden drawer, she found a secret letter. It detailed Huang Jin's collusion with the rebels and his plans to usurp the throne.

Su Mengyao was overjoyed. She carefully hid the secret letter in her arms and turned to quietly leave the palace. However, just as she reached the door, she heard footsteps outside. Then, a group of people walked in, accompanied by a man. This man was Huang Jin. He looked at Su Mengyao with a gloomy face, a sinister smile on his face.

"Humph! Su Mengyao, you didn't expect that, did you? The eunuchs had long anticipated that you would come here to steal information." Huang Jin's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes full of smugness. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking confident of victory. He knew that he had successfully caught the other party's handle and could torture her next. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure in his heart.

At this moment, Su Mengyao's face was as pale as paper, her eyes filled with despair and fear. She had never imagined that her actions had been discovered in advance. Now, she was in a desperate situation. If she could not find a way to escape, what awaited her would be endless torture and death.

Huang Jin looked at Su Mengyao's terrified expression, and his heart grew more and more proud. He slowly walked up to Su Mengyao, reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek, then said, "Su Mengyao, do you think you can escape? Let me tell you, today is the day you die. However, if you behave yourself, perhaps I can spare your life. How about it, will you consider it?" After saying this, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Su Mengyao was startled, but she remained calm. She looked at Huang Jin coldly and said, "Huang Jin, I advise you not to do anything rash. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, the prince will not let you go!"

When Huang Jin heard this, he burst into laughter: "Haha, Su Mengyao, you are so naive! Do you think the prince will offend me for you? Let me tell you, as long as I present you to the emperor, I will be a hero!" As he said that, he pounced on Su Mengyao.

He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately surrounded Su Mengyao. They held swords and knives, their eyes fierce, as if they wanted to eat Su Mengyao alive.

Su Mengyao's heart sank, knowing she was in a desperate situation. But she didn't give up resistance, instead using all her skills to deal with Huang Jin. Huang Jin was a master after all, and Su Mengyao gradually lost the upper hand.

Su Mengyao didn't give up hope. She gripped her sword tightly, ready to fight the enemy to the death. She knew that only by fighting with all her might could she have a chance of survival.

Huang Jin laughed sinisterly, toying with a sharp dagger in his hand as he slowly walked towards Su Mengyao. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and greed, as if he wanted to devour Su Mengyao alive. Su Mengyao, frightened, turned pale and backed away repeatedly, stopping only when her back was against the wall.

Su Mengyao's heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible hand were gripping her, making it difficult for her to breathe. But she quickly took a deep breath, forcing down her uneasiness and trying to remain calm. She knew that panicking would only give the enemy an opportunity to exploit. So, she feigned composure and coldly stared at Huang Jin, her eyes filled with vigilance and determination.

Facing Huang Jin's relentless advance and the cold, sharp sword in his hand, Su Mengyao showed no fear. She straightened her spine and stood proudly, her eyes gleaming with determination. She knew that only by appearing strong enough could she intimidate the other party.

Huang Jin didn't back down because of her coldness and arrogance. Instead, he became even more arrogant. He brandished the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing at Su Mengyao, and threatened in a sinister tone: "Be obedient, and I can spare your life! Otherwise..." As he spoke, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Su Mengyao groaned inwardly at the sight. She had thought her plan was flawless, but Huang Jin had seen through it. Now, she was surrounded, and escape was nearly impossible.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly descended from the sky and blocked Su Mengyao's way. The person was holding a long sword and staring at Huang Jin with cold eyes.

"Let her go!" the black shadow shouted in a low voice.

Huang Jin's face suddenly changed when he saw him appear. He had never expected that someone could actually break through the barrier he had set up, and someone so young at that. However, he did not retreat, but instead revealed a ferocious smile.

"Hmph, boy, who are you? How dare you meddle in other people's business! Don't you know who I am?" Huang Jin asked viciously.

The black shadow sneered and said, "I don't care who you are, but don't even think about hurting her today!" After that, he raised his sword and attacked Huang Jin.

As Huang Jin had a large number of people and was outnumbered, the black shadow gradually became exhausted and was about to be at a disadvantage.

At this critical moment, a burst of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from the distance, getting closer and closer. Su Mengyao's heart moved, and she realized that reinforcements might have arrived.

Sure enough, she saw a group of soldiers in black armor rushing towards her like a whirlwind. Leading the charge was none other than Li Zhao, his face serious, his eyes gleaming with determination. Behind him followed a group of loyal left and right guards from the Six Palaces. Each of them wore a solemn expression, wielding spears and short swords, as they confronted Huang Jin's men.

A fierce battle erupted instantly. The two sides rapidly approached, weapons clashing with resounding clashes. In an instant, swords clashed, and shouts of killing resounded through the air. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground crimson, and the air was thick with the scent of blood. Li Zhao and his guards displayed fearless courage, charging forward without fear. They engaged Huang Jin's men in a desperate struggle, and for a moment, the outcome remained uncertain.

Just when Li Zhao's team was in a tough fight, the palace soldiers led by Li Hao came to help. He held a long sword and joined the battle heroically.

When Li Hao saw the prince's heroic performance in the coup, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart. Although he had been jealous of the prince's talent, at this moment, he realized something more important.

"I can't let Huang Jin succeed!" Li Hao secretly made up his mind. If Huang Jin was allowed to usurp the throne, the court would face a huge disaster. So, he stepped forward without hesitation and fought alongside the prince.

"Let's resist Huang Jin together!" Li Hao shouted.

Crown Prince Li Zhao looked at Li Hao with gratitude, and the two nodded in tacit understanding, continuing to engage in fierce battle. They cooperated with each other, bravely killing the enemy, and defeated Huang Jin's men one by one. Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp sword energy, which made people shudder. They played to their respective strengths, fought against the enemy together, and gradually turned the tide of the battle.

The coordination between Li Zhao, Li Hao, and Black Shadow could be described as flawless! They worked like a tightly knit team, their tacit understanding breathtaking. One charged forward boldly, like a ferocious lion pouncing on its prey; another nimbly circled the enemy's rear, outflanking them like a cunning fox; and the final launched a fierce flank attack, like a sharp dagger, leaving the enemy defenseless. This exquisite tactical strategy threw the enemy into disarray, leaving Huang Jin and his men completely unable to cope with the onslaught, and they were left scrambling to cope.

The longsword in Li Zhao's hand flashed with a cold light. His swordsmanship was unparalleled, and every swing carried a deadly threat. His swordsmanship was astonishingly precise, each strike accurately piercing the enemy's vital points, leaving them no chance to breathe. His swordsmanship was as swift as a torrential downpour, leaving the enemy no time to react.

Li Hao displayed extraordinary skill, his limber body agile and lithe, like a nimble cheetah. He swiftly moved through the enemy's ranks, leaping high, ducking to avoid blows, and swerving sideways, making his movements difficult for the enemy to grasp. His weapon also unleashed a continuous barrage of fierce attacks, inflicting heavy blows on the enemy.

Huang Jin saw the situation was not looking good, and a wave of panic washed over him. He had thought he could easily defeat these two men, but he hadn't expected them to be so formidable. He began to regret his underestimation, thinking that if he had brought more men, perhaps the outcome would have been different. But now it was too late.

Huang Jin turned to flee, but when he looked back, he found himself trapped in a desperate situation, with no escape route. His face instantly turned pale as paper, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the sword in his hand seemed to lose its power. Fear and despair enveloped him, leaving him unable to move.

At this moment, Li Zhao suddenly struck, thrusting his sword at Huang Jin's back with lightning speed. The strike was swift and precise, piercing Huang Jin's defenses. Huang Jin let out a shrill scream and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood gushed from his wound, staining the ground red. Huang Jin lay there, unable to move, and could only surrender. His eyes were filled with regret and helplessness, and he realized that he could no longer escape this judgment of fate. At this moment, he finally understood that no matter how hard he struggled, it would be futile.

Li Zhao slowly stepped forward, looking down at Huang Jin. His face was expressionless, his eyes cold and resolute. The enemy before him had been completely defeated, no longer posing a threat. But he didn't let up, knowing full well that the battle wasn't over yet, and more challenges awaited him.

After a hard fight, they finally defeated the enemy and successfully stopped Huang Jin's conspiracy. The coup came to an end and the Tang Dynasty was able to continue.

The coup finally came to an end, and Huang Jin's crimes were exposed one by one, leaving him with nothing to hide. He was brought before the emperor by the imperial guards and subjected to an unprecedentedly harsh trial.

"Huang Jin, do you admit your guilt?" The emperor's voice was majestic and cold, like a sharp sword piercing the kneeling man. His gaze was like the cold wind of winter, icy and piercing, making people shudder.

Following this question, the entire palace fell into a dead silence. No one dared to make a sound, fearing that they would offend the emperor.

The man being questioned, Huang Jin, lowered his head, his body trembling slightly. His face was as pale as paper, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his lips were slightly purple. Facing the emperor's questioning, he dared not respond easily, remaining silent.

At this moment, the air was filled with tension, and everyone could feel the oppression and solemnity. The emperor's wrath seemed ready to erupt at any moment, burning the entire palace to ashes.

At this moment, the emperor suddenly broke the silence: "Speak! I want to hear the truth!" His tone became more severe, with unquestionable majesty.

Huang Jin lowered his head, trembling all over, unable to speak. His eyes were filled with despair and fear, as if he had foreseen his tragic end.

Su Mengyao and Li Zhao stood aside and witnessed all this. They successfully protected the Tang Dynasty's country and won the respect and praise of the people.

"Su Mengyao, Li Zhao, Li Hao, you did a great job." The emperor looked at them with admiration in his eyes.

Su Mengyao smiled slightly and said modestly: "Your Majesty is too kind. I am just doing my duty."

Li Zhao also echoed, "Yes, Your Majesty. It is our unshirkable responsibility to protect the Tang Dynasty."

Although the coup brought certain shocks and losses to the palace, it also made people see Su Mengyao's wisdom and courage. She not only helped Prince Li Zhao stabilize his position, but also won the respect and love of everyone in the palace.

"Su Mengyao, you are really my right-hand man." Li Zhao looked at Su Mengyao with eyes full of admiration.

Su Mengyao smiled lightly and didn't say much.

After the coup, the palace returned to its former tranquility and order, and the magnificent palace once again shone with dazzling light.