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Then he helped the emperor walk inside, saying lightly as he walked, "It's almost done. Although the incident with the second brother's family happened suddenly, it also provides me with a perfect excuse. In this way, I don't have to play the villain."

The eunuch who was serving on the side couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard this, and secretly broke into a cold sweat for those princes.

He was well aware of the cruelty and ruthlessness of court struggles, and that if he was not careful, he would fall into an abyss.

The current emperor's remarks were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves, and a huge uproar is about to break out!

And how should the princes who are caught up in this storm face the unpredictable changes?

Whenever he thought of this, the father-in-law felt as if a thorn was on his back, and his hair stood on end. He felt an uncontrollable panic in his heart.

He looked up at the sky that was gradually being swallowed by darkness, and saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, as if a huge black curtain was slowly descending, covering the entire world.

At this moment, everyone in the city is looking forward to the early dawn, probably even the almighty Emperor is the same.

At this moment, the capital city was like a sleeping giant. Everything was silent and there was hardly a single person on the streets.

The thick night was like a black cloak, tightly wrapping this ancient city. Every alley and hutong was filled with an unsettling atmosphere of tranquility.

The cold moonlight poured down mercilessly, illuminating the stone road, forming patches of pale snow-like light and shadows, making the already deserted streets even more eerie.

The cool breeze of the autumn night blew in, bringing a chill that penetrated people's clothes and reached their bone marrow.

Just last night, those daring traitors directed their evil spearheads at the houses of the major officials in the city. For a time, the gates of the government offices were closed and people were in panic. However, innocent people were not spared and also suffered the disaster.

The lanterns hanging in the streets and alleys swayed left and right in the chilly autumn wind, as if whispering the fear and panic brought about by the thrilling catastrophe of last night.

Behind the tightly closed vermilion doors, the sound of people's violent heartbeats could be faintly heard, as if the horrific scene of last night could still be felt before their eyes.

Some shops suffered malicious retaliation in this sudden riot. The originally intact doors and windows were now shattered, and glass fragments were scattered all over the streets, like crystal clear yet dangerous gems.

The goods in the store were in a mess, piled up in the corners, and some even rolled into the middle of the street.

However, since people knew nothing about the situation outside, no one dared to act rashly to clean up the mess.

Everyone was feeling nervous, thinking that the drum for appealing against grievances in front of the government office would be beaten loudly tomorrow morning.

Looking at those tightly closed shop doors, they were like unspeakable silent wounds, quietly witnessing the thrilling chaos and disorder of last night.

At this moment, all the major medical clinics in the capital were already overcrowded. Not only servants sent by dignitaries came to seek treatment, but even innocent injured civilians also crowded into the clinics to seek treatment.

The entire clinic was filled with a strong, pungent smell of herbs, mixed with the groans of the wounded, which made people feel pity.

The doctors were seen walking in a hurry with serious expressions, and their busy figures kept shuttling back and forth in the crowded crowd.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down their foreheads and soaked their lapels, but they had no time to care about all this. They were only focused on diagnosing the conditions of each injured person and prescribing medicine.

The injured were either lying on makeshift beds or sitting on benches, enduring the pain. Pain and fear were written all over everyone's face, as if this disaster had brought them not only physical trauma, but also an indelible shadow in the depths of their hearts.

This tense and busy scene has lasted for a whole day...

On this chillingly empty street, there was no sign of any living creature except for the occasional ghostly figure of a wild cat.

This agile wild cat was like a flash of black lightning. The slight sound it made as it flew across the road seemed particularly clear in this quiet atmosphere, as if it was the only sound of life in this dead place.

Gusts of cold wind blew, rolling up the dust on the ground and forming small dust tornadoes that swirled in the air.

The flying dust added a sense of desolation and loneliness to the already bleak scene.

Walking into the quiet and deep alley, I saw faint dim light coming through the windows of only a few houses.

This faint light is like a firefly in the darkness, bringing people a little hope of warmth and comfort.

However, compared with the lively scenes in the alleys in the past with bright lights and laughter in every household, the glimmer of light at this moment seems so insignificant and lonely.

The once bustling market has now become deserted, and the neatly arranged stalls are scattered everywhere, as if it had been hit by a terrible storm.

The ground was in an even greater mess, with all kinds of items scattered everywhere that had been dropped by people as they hurriedly fled in the chaos last night: broken porcelain, scattered fruits and vegetables, and cloth that had been trampled and deformed, etc.

The whole market is filled with an atmosphere of desolation and desolation, which makes people sigh at the impermanence of life.

And at the towering and majestic city gate, the soldiers on guard looked extremely tense.

They stood there like sculptures, but their eyes were as sharp as those of hawks. They vigilantly scanned every corner around them, not missing any slightest movement.

These soldiers held icy cold weapons in their hands, which flashed with chilling light under the watery moonlight.

They dared not relax or neglect their duties for even a moment, because they knew very well that even a moment of carelessness would give unknown dangers hidden in the darkness an opportunity to take advantage, leading to unimaginable consequences.

Although the famous Tiger Army has withdrawn from the capital, the deterrent force they bring still weighs on people's hearts like a heavy rock.

In such a tense and depressing atmosphere, a carriage slowly moved forward on the deserted street.

The carriage moved unusually slowly and steadily, and the slight creaking sound of the wheels was particularly clear in the silent night.