Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Liuyang Palace, 9:00 AM

By this time, the sun was high in the sky. A man in black was kneeling on the steps in front of the hall. He was covered in sweat and looked like he was trembling.

This man in black is the one who tried to assassinate Chen Jing last night but escaped. He has been kneeling here for a full five hours.

Meanwhile, the Empress Dowager had just gotten up in her palace, and Rong Momo was helping her change clothes and comb her hair.

"Ah~"

The Empress Dowager yawned, her eyes still sleepy, indicating that she hadn't slept well last night.

Looking at her reflection in the bronze mirror, Rong Momo saw that the Empress Dowager had her eyes closed and her lower eyelids were swollen. She stopped combing her hair and asked worriedly, "Empress Dowager, would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager opened her eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. She then slowly closed her eyes again and said leisurely, "No need!" She then yawned.

She probably had too many things on her mind; she didn't sleep well last night, tossing and turning, and finally fell asleep almost at dawn.

After Rong Momo finished helping the Empress Dowager wash up, she instructed the maid to bring her breakfast. After the Empress Dowager finished eating and pursed her lips, she carefully said, "Empress Dowager, Tu Feng has been kneeling at the door for almost six hours."

"Ok?"

The Empress Dowager's voice trailed off, a sinister glint flashing in her eyes: "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Rong Momo's face turned pale, and she immediately knelt on the ground, her voice trembling, "This servant... this servant saw that Your Majesty did not sleep well last night, so..."

"How dare you!" The Empress Dowager slammed her hand on the table, glaring coldly at Rong Momo. "Suqing, you've served me for over 20 years. You know my temper. I hate it when people try to guess my thoughts or act on their own."

Rong Momo kowtowed sharply: "Empress Dowager, this servant is only distressed for you!"

"It breaks my heart!" The Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes. "You know perfectly well what I had Tu Feng do, and why I couldn't sleep."

Rong Momo was sweating profusely. She had experienced this before, but she didn't know why the Empress Dowager's reaction was so intense this time.

"That's it!"

The Empress Dowager closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again, her eyes full of gentleness: "Granny Rong, you can't do this kind of errand anymore. Let him in."

"Yes! This servant will never dare to do it again!" Rong Mama stood up tremblingly, hunched over and retreated, fleeing out of the gate as if escaping.

Stepping out the gate and seeing the blinding sun outside, Rong Momo felt as if she had been given a second chance at life.

Only then did she realize that the back of her clothes was already soaked. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and let out a deep sigh of relief.

They all say that serving a ruler is like serving a tiger, and she felt the same way. She had been living like this for more than 20 years, always feeling like her head was on the line.

Who knows when, if the Empress Dowager were to become displeased, her head would be chopped off.

Looking at the man in black below, whose clothes were already soaked and whose body was trembling, he had been kneeling for almost five hours and was about to collapse.

At this moment, Rong Momo couldn't help but feel a chill for him. She thought, "Watch and cherish this moment; Tu Feng's head is probably about to be lost."

Hearing footsteps, Tu Feng looked up expectantly, and seeing Rong Mama's slightly flustered face, a sense of unease flashed through his heart.

Tu Feng was not old, only in his early twenties. He had strong features, and the scars on his face made him look almost ten years older than he actually was.

"Cough cough~"

After clearing her throat twice, Rong Momo's expression returned to calm, and she said slowly, "Tu Feng, the Empress Dowager wants you to come in."

Because he had been kneeling for so long, both of his legs felt numb, and Tu Feng couldn't stand up for a while.

"You two, come over here!"

Rong Momo gestured to the two guards at the door to go and help him stand up.

With the help of the guards, Tu Feng finally stood up, his legs trembling. The two guards supported him for a while before letting him go.

"Thank you, Granny Rong." Tu Feng nodded to Granny Rong. Then he walked over.

Tu Feng felt as if his legs didn't belong to him; they were completely out of his control, making every step difficult.

As he passed by Rong Mama, she spoke up: "Tu Feng, the Empress Dowager is not in a good mood. You'd better pray for yourself!"

"Thank you, Granny Rong!"

A hint of helplessness flashed across Tu Feng's lips: "The head on my neck no longer belongs to me."

Rong Momo's words warmed Tu Feng's heart. In this palace, the only person who made him feel any warmth was Rong Momo.

It's truly remarkable that he's survived this long. Ever since he was old enough to understand things, his life has consisted of nothing but eating and practicing martial arts. His main goal in practicing martial arts is to figure out how to kill someone quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

There are no rewards for doing things well, but if things are done poorly, they will be subjected to torture.

"Tell me, how did that matter go?" The Empress Dowager looked at Tu Feng with icy eyes.

"Your Majesty, everyone else is already dead."

"Then how come you're still alive?"

Tu Feng slowly raised his head: "I have returned to thank the Empress Dowager for raising me all these years. It is my fault for failing in my duties and letting down the Empress Dowager's expectations." As he spoke, he kowtowed three times to the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager remained silent with a cold face. Back then, when she had just become Empress, she raised her own suicide squad in order to eliminate dissidents and consolidate her position.

They sent someone out of the palace to bring back more than a dozen four-year-old boys for unified training.

Over the years, they have helped me with many personal matters and handled some things that I couldn't do in person. I never expected that this time they would almost all be wiped out.

"The Chen family actually has such great power to withstand you?" The Empress Dowager was incredulous.

"Your Majesty, just as I was about to succeed, a man and a woman appeared out of nowhere. They were extremely skilled in martial arts!"

"Useless! All of you are useless!" The Empress Dowager roared, slamming her fist on the table, her face contorted with rage.

The Empress Dowager's cold gaze fell upon Tu Feng: "Tu Feng, you know what the consequences will be if you fail to perform your duties properly?"

"Empress Dowager~"

Rong Momo tried to plead for Tu Feng, saying cautiously, "Tu Feng only did this one errand."

The Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes: "In my dictionary, only success is allowed, failure is not."

Just then, Rong Momo suddenly noticed blood seeping from the corner of Tu Feng's mouth and was immediately horrified: "Empress Dowager, Tu Feng—"

Tu Feng clutched his stomach in pain, his lips twitching, and said intermittently, "Empress Dowager, I... I failed in my duty, so please don't trouble others to take action. My life is repayment for all the years of nurturing you have given me."

The Empress Dowager was horrified: "Who said you were to die? Someone, come quick!"

Tu Feng forced a smile: "Empress Dowager, it's no use. I've already taken all the poison." Blood was flowing from Tu Feng's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, making him look terrifying.