ATPnovel Chapter 132 I will definitely bring you out!
Chapter 132 I will definitely bring you out!
Mo Shen is Xu Longxiang's most mysterious assassin. He is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, mechanisms and hidden weapons, and is also skilled in a strange secret technique that can completely "dissolve" a person.
He always acts prudently, never making a mistake or delaying.
But this time...
"That's really strange."
Mo Ya frowned and said, "I have sent people to investigate, but there has been no response so far. The Listening Rain Manor where Chen Feng and his wife are located is now under tight guard by Qin Mu's Dragon Shadow Guards, and our people cannot get close."
"Dragon Shadow Guards?" Xu Longxiang raised an eyebrow. "The same mysterious force that appeared on Qinglan Mountain?"
"Exactly." Mo Ya nodded. "According to our scouts, the number of Dragon Shadow Guards is unknown, but each one is incredibly strong, with even the weakest having the Vajra Realm cultivation. The leader is even more unfathomable, probably... no weaker than the Celestial Phenomenon Realm."
Xu Longxiang frowned.
He originally thought that sending Mo Shen to kill two ordinary people would be a piece of cake.
But now it seems that things are far more complicated than he imagined.
"Why did Qin Mu send the Dragon Shadow Guards to watch over Chen Feng and his wife?" Fan Li suddenly asked, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes. "Are two ordinary innkeepers worth such a fuss?"
These words enlightened everyone.
Yes.
Chen Feng and his wife were merely the managers of Tingxuelou. Although they raised Jiang Qingxue, they were ultimately just ordinary people.
Why did Qin Mu send such an elite force as the Dragon Shadow Guard to guard them?
unless……
"Unless Qin Mu knows something, or guesses something..." Sikong Xuan said slowly.
The hall was completely silent.
The candlelight flickered, casting swaying shadows on everyone's faces.
Xu Longxiang tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his eyes gleaming with contemplation.
"Could it be that Mo Shen... has already been discovered by the Dragon Shadow Guards?" Lu Wenyuan hesitated.
These words sent a chill down everyone's spine.
Mo Shen is strong, but if he were to truly face the Dragon Shadow Guards, especially their unfathomable leader...
The outcome is unpredictable.
"impossible."
Tie Tu shook his head. "Mo Shen is most skilled at stealth and assassination. Even if a mission fails, he can escape unscathed. Besides, if something really happened to him, he would definitely find a way to send back a message. Now that there's no news at all, perhaps... he's just temporarily lying low, waiting for an opportunity."
"I hope so," Xu Longxiang said slowly.
But a sense of unease crept into his heart.
Mo Shen had been with him for ten years and had never experienced anything like this before.
No matter how difficult the mission, or even when he was in dire straits, he always managed to get the message through.
But this time...
"Wait three more days," Xu Longxiang said in a deep voice. "If there is still no news after three days, I will go and investigate myself."
"Your Highness, you mustn't!"
Sikong Xuan said urgently, "The capital city is now a den of dragons and tigers. Qin Mu has just taken Miss as his concubine; he must have laid a trap. If you go to investigate personally, it will be tantamount to walking into a trap!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" the crowd urged in unison.
Xu Longxiang looked at them quietly for a long time before slowly speaking:
"Mo Shen has been with me for ten years, I can't just abandon him."
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable resolve:
"Besides, my sister is in the palace, and so is Qingxue. There are some things... I must confirm them myself."
Silence fell in the hall once again.
Everyone knows that once the Crown Prince makes a decision, no one can change it.
"Then... I'll go and make the preparations," Mo Ya said, bowing.
"Yes." Xu Longxiang nodded.
"Furthermore, strengthen communication with Meng Fang. I need to know all the arrangements in the palace for the wedding ceremony in three days, how many guards Qin Mu has, and... where my sister has been placed."
"Understood."
"You may all leave." Xu Longxiang waved his hand, a hint of weariness in his voice. "Let me have some peace and quiet."
Everyone bowed and withdrew.
Only Xu Longxiang remained in the hall.
The candlelight flickered in the night wind, casting his long shadow on the wall.
He slowly stood up and walked to the window.
He pushed open the window, and the cold night wind from the North rushed in, blowing the damp hair at his temples.
He looked south, his gaze seemingly piercing through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, landing on that prosperous yet dangerous imperial city.
elder sister……
Clear snow...
The two most important women in his life are now in the hands of that tyrannical emperor.
One was forcibly taken as a concubine, and the other was forced to submit to his pleasure.
And all of this is because of him.
Because he wasn't strong enough, because his plans weren't thorough enough, because he... failed to protect them.
"sorry……"
Xu Longxiang murmured softly, his voice filled with pain and self-reproach:
"Wait a little longer...give me a little more time..."
He slowly closed his eyes, and his sister's gentle smile and Qingxue's figure practicing swordsmanship under the plum tree in Tingxue Pavilion appeared in his mind.
Those images were once the most precious memories of his life.
But now, it has become the deepest pain.
"Qin Mu..."
Xu Longxiang opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife:
Everything you've taken away, I will take back.
"Sister, Qingxue, and... this world."
The night wind howled through the hall, causing the candlelight to flicker violently.
Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, Xu Longxiang's face flickered between light and darkness, like a demon from hell, radiating a chilling killing intent.
Behind him, on the long sandalwood table, lay the gold-embossed invitation quietly.
The bright yellow brocade gleamed dazzlingly in the candlelight, as if mocking something.
Xu Longxiang slowly turned around and walked back to his seat.
He picked up the invitation again and opened the inner pages.
The above is neat regular script:
"Respectfully informing General Xu, the Heir Apparent of the Prince of Zhenbei:"
I will hold a grand ceremony in the palace in three days to marry Consort Xu Fenghua.
A special general was invited to attend the ceremony and participate in this grand event.
"Handwritten by Emperor Qin Mu of the Great Qin Dynasty"
Every word was like a knife, cutting deeply into Xu Longxiang's heart.
He stared intently at that name—Xu Fenghua.
His sister.
The older sister who protected him, doted on him, and planned everything for him since he was a child.
Now, however, she is to become that tyrannical emperor's concubine.
Before the world, adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, she entered the deep palace as a bride.
How ironic!
What a humiliation!
Xu Longxiang's fingers trembled slightly, almost crushing the invitation.
But he ultimately held back.
He slowly folded the invitation, put it in his bosom, and placed it closest to his heart.
There was another letter there.
The letter that Jiang Qingxue handed to him from the cave.
Two letters.
The two most important women in his life.
Now, they are all in Qin Mu's hands.
"Sister, Qingxue..."
Xu Longxiang muttered to himself, his voice hoarse:
"wait for me."
"I will definitely get you out."
"must."
He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes again, they were filled with a cold, resolute look.
Three days later, in the imperial city.
He will witness the "grand wedding" firsthand.
They will also witness firsthand how the seeds of hatred take root and sprout.
Then, one day—
He will trample that imperial city, that empire, and that tyrannical emperor under his feet.
At that time, my sister will be the most honored woman in the world.
Qingxue will be his empress.
And Qin Mu...
A cold and cruel smile curled at the corners of Xu Longxiang's mouth.
That tyrannical ruler who took everything away will die a terrible death.
It's terrible.
night, deeper.
The wind and snow in the North began to howl.
But an even bigger storm is brewing.
See you in the capital in three days.