Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Seeing Duan Zhengchun brush past him, the man visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but then he suddenly saw Duan Zhengchun wave his hand behind him with lightning speed!

A sharp burst of energy struck his chest instantly!

As the door slowly closed, he fell straight backward, and the last thing he saw was Duan Zhengchun's cold and piercing eyes!

...

under night.

The Mongolian Royal Palace.

Dressed in white, Duan Zhengchun stood atop a palace, his face cold as he surveyed the entire palace, searching for the place where his target was most likely to be.

He quickly deduced the location of the palace from the direction the group of eunuchs were walking, and then silently and swiftly moved away, evading all the patrolling guards.

Inside a bedroom, a middle-aged woman dressed in a thin veil lay on a large bed surrounded by gauze curtains, while several burly male servants knelt around her, carefully attending to her.

The woman held a six-foot-long leather whip in her hand, stood on one leg, and kept making a silvery laugh.

A low table was placed on the bed, covered with various fruits and snacks, as well as a pot of fine wine.

Just then, footsteps sounded, and Duan Zhengchun, dressed in white and carrying a sword box on his back, suddenly appeared in the middle-aged woman's sight without her noticing.

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun for the first time, the middle-aged woman was immediately stunned, staring at the handsome Duan Zhengchun with a look of utter disbelief.

A male servant was about to step forward when the middle-aged woman kicked him away. She then stood up, lifted the veil, and looked at Duan Zhengchun, who was slowly approaching. She said softly, "Who are you? Are you new here?"

Duan Zhengchun smiled but didn't reply. He just stared intently at the middle-aged woman's impressive figure, completely uninhibited.

"Who dares to trespass into the Empress's bedchamber?! Are they courting death?!"

"Guards, seize him!"

Just then, a hoarse voice came from the side, and a eunuch waved his hand and gave an order. Immediately afterwards, several junior eunuchs stepped forward, ready to seize Duan Zhengchun.

"Go away!"

But before the eunuchs could get close, the middle-aged woman shouted a rebuke, then stepped barefoot onto the ground. She carefully examined Duan Zhengchun, slowly approached him, circled him twice, and finally peered into his chest.

This middle-aged woman is none other than the current Empress of Mongolia and the de facto ruler of the Mongolian court!

"What's your name?"

The Empress Dowager put her arm around Duan Zhengchun's shoulder, let out a soft breath, and asked in a low voice.

"My name is Duan Feng, the 'wind' in 'debonair and dashing'."

Duan Zhengchun introduced it with a smile.

"Hahaha... Feng, the dashing and debonair one, what a great name!"

"Come here, let me see what you're capable of..."

The Empress laughed merrily a few times, then pulled Duan Zhengchun by the collar and walked into the gauze curtain, where she lay down again.

Duan Zhengchun "obediently" squatted down and reached out to massage the Empress's feet.

Looking at those jade-like feet before him, even Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but sigh, "The Queen of Mongolia is indeed stunning."

"Are you new here? Why didn't I receive any news about this?"

The Empress lifted her foot and hooked Duan Zhengchun's chin with her toe, asking a question with a light laugh.

"We just arrived in the capital today."

Duan Zhengchun answered with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Empress frowned and asked in confusion, "You just arrived in the capital today? Then how come you were able to enter my bedchamber so quickly? Do you have some outstanding skills?"

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said, "They snuck in."

Upon hearing this, the Empress frowned, looked Duan Zhengchun over again, and said in a deep voice, "You're not a male servant?!"

At the same time, everyone else in the hall also understood.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and said slowly, "I'm here to kill you."

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager froze instantly, her expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously looked at the sword box on Duan Zhengchun's back!

"Come on! Escort!"

The eunuch dressed as the chief eunuch was terrified and hurriedly waved his hand and shouted.

But just as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun, who had been smiling, suddenly shot out like lightning. His Lingxiao Sword was instantly drawn, and in the blink of an eye, he became a blur, flashing past the eunuchs in the hall, bringing with him a shower of blood!

The Empress Dowager sat frozen on the bed, her face pale as she stared at Duan Zhengchun, who looked like a god of death, too nervous to speak.

Duan Zhengchun flicked his wrist, shaking off the few drops of blood remaining on the sword blade, and then returned to the Empress Dowager's presence.

"who are you?!"

The Empress swallowed nervously, her eyes darting unconsciously towards the entrance of the main hall.

That shout of "Protect the Emperor!" was quite loud, but no one has rushed in yet.

“There is a place called Huai’an County on the border of the Great Song Dynasty. I don’t know if you have heard of it. I come from there. Although I did not originally belong there, I have come for them tonight.”

"There was an unremarkable restaurant in the city, where the manager, who knew he might die at any moment, chose to stay despite his fear of death, and to light up a glimmer of hope for those who remained in the city."

"There is also a group of brave warriors who chose to fight to the death for the sake of countless innocent people. They knew they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but they still had no regrets!"

"Tonight, I could be any one of them, just to see for myself who wants to destroy their homes and kill their parents and brothers."

"I never imagined that the person in power in Mongolia today would be a woman!"

Duan Zhengchun found a place to sit down, picked up the wine pot on the low table, took a small sip, and began to speak slowly, finally calmly fixing his gaze on the face of the true empress.

Beneath his seemingly calm gaze, a hint of ruthless killing intent flickered, almost palpable.

"You misunderstood..."

"Attack on the Song Dynasty is not just my idea. You wouldn't understand the affairs of the court. Such a major event cannot be decided by just my word."

The Empress swallowed hard and said nervously, trying her best to control her fear of the young man in front of her.

"I know, but I didn't come here to find out anything. In my eyes, the whole of Mongolia is guilty!"

“If you die, the displaced people of Huai’an County will have hope again.”

"I promised someone that I would bring them hope."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and said calmly.

"Don't kill me! As soon as I give the order, the army will immediately withdraw and will never invade the territory of the Great Song!"

The Empress looked at Duan Zhengchun almost pleadingly, her voice trembling slightly.

Duan Zhengchun didn't speak, but chuckled softly, then got up and walked towards the entrance of the main hall.

The Empress Dowager looked at Duan Zhengchun, who had suddenly left, and was initially bewildered, but then finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the moment the palace doors opened, she froze again, for she saw corpses strewn all over the ground outside! It turned out that the guards who had been standing watch outside the palace were already dead!

Soon, Duan Zhengchun dragged a person in from outside the door. He really dragged him in, because this person seemed to be the only survivor outside the door. He was already unconscious, but Duan Zhengchun easily carried him back to the main hall by the back of his neck and brought him to the front of the real empress.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun threw the man onto the bed, the smile on his face vanished, and his whole body exuded a coldness.

The Empress was startled and instinctively dodged to the side. She recognized the man; he was the commander of the palace guards.

"Please, don't kill me..."

The true empress's shoulders trembled, and her face was already pale.

Even a monarch, who is above all others, feels fear when faced with imminent death, just like any other person.

"Take off."

Duan Zhengchun said coldly, his expression remaining unchanged.

The Empress was stunned for a moment, then immediately revealed a charming expression and began to do as she was told, constantly striking poses and looking at Duan Zhengchun with various eyes.

"If you are willing to stay in the palace, from now on I will be yours."

Duan Zhengchun didn't reply. He bent down, picked up the six-foot-long whip, and said calmly, "It seems you like it very much."

The true empress nodded and said softly, "That's right, whatever you want is up to you..."

As he spoke, he actually got up and moved closer to Duan Zhengchun...