Meanwhile, drawn by the flute melody, the expert martial artist hastened to the artificial hill where Xiao Liulang was.
He was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes, colder and more bloodthirsty than a typical assassin.
He landed steadily in front of Xiao Liulang, sizing him up in a swift gaze.
Xiao Liulang remembered seeing Princess Xinyang summon the late emperor’s suicide squad to her side using the same tune when he was young.
There’s no one around in this area, and his flute melody wasn’t loud, so only the late emperor’s suicide squad should have heard it.
Initially, he worried about playing the song incorrectly, but it seemed that wasn’t the case.
However, why was there only one man? Could it be that the others were not within the Imperial Palace?
The suicide squad he remembered from his memories wore the same mask and radiated a similar horrifying bloodlust.
They didn’t carelessly kill people outside their missions, especially those without martial arts skills, unless they were obstructed during their tasks.
Xiao Liulang understood, as long as he did not make any provoking moves, the man will not attack him.
The man’s eyes were filled with confusion and curiosity.
Xiao Liulang allowed him to gaze freely.
After a moment, seemingly to verify something, Xiao Liulang said to him, "Would you mind helping me to pick a leaf off the top of my head?"
Without turning back, the man left!
Xiao Liulang sighed.
Initially, he had held out some hope that by successfully summoning him with the melody, he might also command him—but he was clearly mistaken.
Princess Xinyang was able to control the late emperor’s suicide squad, not because of the melody, but because she was the new master handed down by the late emperor to them.
The suicide squad must have thought their original master was calling him, but once they came and realized he wasn’t the late emperor or the emperor, they turned and left!
Well, all he could do was delay the situation for a while.
Gu Jiao dragged the man into a little dark room near Taiye Pool. But before she could unleash her flurry of blizzard-like punches, a lethal and familiar presence approached.
Ah!
From inside came the painful cries of the empress dowager. The older maid Cai hastily said, "The empress dowager is soaked! I have to attend to her immediately, so I beg your leave!"
She then turned and went back into the empress dowager’s palace.
Within a short while, the imperial physician arrived. Just as the physician was about to bow to the emperor, the emperor impatiently waved him off, "Aren’t you going in yet!" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
The imperial physician shivered with fright and hastily went in, carrying his first aid kit.
The emperor anxiously waited outside the palace for a good half hour before the empress dowager was finally ready.
"Your Majesty." The older maid Cai came out with teary eyes and invited the emperor inside.
The emperor strode to the bed and sat down next to it. Looking at the empress dowager sitting at the head of the bed, her face pale, eyes having a swelling bruise, and a large bandage around her head, he felt a pang of pain in his heart!
He glared at the older maid Cai, "Didn’t you say she’d only fallen into the water? Why was she injured?"
And such serious injury at that!
Were these all her injuries? No, it was only the tip of the iceberg!
Although Gu Jiao did not get the chance to strike, during the process of dragging the empress dowager to the small room, her head hit the stairs several times, her bottom grazed the bluestone slab countless times, even rubbing through the sack leaving a hole in her trousers. She was a picture of bloody mess!
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