On the streets of the capital at night, the cold wind was howling, and the streets and alleys were empty. Only the orderly footsteps of the patrol battalion soldiers echoed in the empty streets.

"There are assassins!"

A cry of surprise echoed throughout West Street.

Jiang Siqi was patrolling with a team. When he heard the call, he immediately ran to the place where the words were shouted.

It came from the temporary inn.

Ever since the last fire in the inn almost burned down half of it, the Minister of Rites requisitioned a nearby inn as a temporary inn to house the envoys.

Because of the assassination, most of the envoys from various countries were afraid of being assassinated and left. Currently, only the third prince of Xiliang, Li Lang, the body of the Japanese envoy and his guards are left in the temporary inn.

Jiang Siqi rushed in and saw a team of imperial guards, several of Li Lang's guards fighting with a group of men in black.

"on!"

Jiang Siqi shouted loudly, and a dozen soldiers under his command rushed towards the man in black with him.

After a fierce fight with swords and sabers, most of the men in black were killed and seven were captured.

Seeing that the assassination attempt failed, several people bit the poison in their mouths and died on the spot.

Seeing that one of the slow ones was about to bite the poison in his mouth, Jiang Siqi flew over and grabbed his jaw.

With a "click", Jiang Siqi removed his lower jaw, and then quickly took out the poison from the man's mouth.

"Tie him up with a rope. The two of you go inform the Minister of Justice, Mr. Zhang, and the Minister of Justice, Mr. Duan!"

"Yes!" The two bowed and went out.

The captain of the imperial guards who was originally guarding the temporary posthouse found a rope, tied up the only survivor tightly, and stuffed a rag into his mouth.

After checking to make sure there was no problem, Jiang Siqi wrapped the poison in a handkerchief and waited for people from the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple to come.

Zhang Zhong and Duan Xu arrived quickly, and after some discussion, they decided to take the man back and lock him up in the Ministry of Justice prison, to be interrogated by Zhang Zhong himself.

Jiang Siqi handed the poison to Zhang Zhong and explained the situation.

Zhang Zhong looked at Jiang Siqi, who had changed a lot from before, patted him on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction, "Siqi, good job! Originally your father asked you to patrol the streets, and I was worried that you would give up halfway, but I didn't expect that you not only persisted, but also did so well!"

Jiang Siqi had a nickname among the public, and what he heard most often was that he was a playboy. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he heard such straightforward compliments.

He lowered his head and chuckled, "Uncle Zhang, thank you for the compliment. This is my job."

Zhang Zhong looked at his humble look and nodded with satisfaction.

"How is your father?" he asked Jiang Siqi. It had been several days since he last heard that Jiang Fu had an accident.

When Jiang Fu was mentioned, the smile on Jiang Siqi's face instantly disappeared.

During the period when Jiang Fu was in trouble, many dignitaries who were close to them in the past avoided them.

He also gradually realized that the entire Jiang family could not rely solely on his father and brother. He was also a man of the Jiang family and had to support half of the entire Jiang family.

"Father is no longer in danger of death, but he still needs to rest for a while." Jiang Siqi said to Zhang Zhong in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhong nodded and comforted Jiang Siqi: "Your father is a good official. Good people will be blessed by heaven. He will definitely get better soon."

*

Li Lang was still in shock from the assassination attempt just now.

The group of assassins were coming for him.

He didn't understand. Su Heng and he had already reached an agreement and were in the same group. Besides, Su Heng was in jail now, so how could someone come to assassinate him!

Could it be Xiao Yu?

Why did Xiao Yu want to assassinate him?

After arranging the guards, Huique walked into the house and saw Li Mao who was lost in thought.

"Master, it's still early, you should go back to sleep. I will bring people here to guard you." He advised.

"Make me a pot of tea." Li Mao ordered Huique in a deep voice.

Although it was only past three o'clock in the morning, Li Mao was no longer sleepy. If the assassin could kill him once, he could kill him a second time. Who could he be?

*

In the middle of the night, Xiao Yu felt something was wrong.

Su Lingyue's hand, which had reached into his underwear, was moving restlessly, and the body in her arms was very hot, unusually hot.

He raised his hand and touched Su Lingyue's forehead, which was frighteningly hot.

"Yue'er! Wake up."

"Yue'er!"

Xiao Yu gently shook Su Lingyue's body and called her several times, but the person in his arms did not move at all.

Su Lingyue had a fever and fell into a coma.

Not daring to waste a moment, Xiao Yu stood up and pulled the rope beside the bed to call the maid over.

Hearing the bell, Luzhu, the maid who was on night watch, came over.

Xiao Yu hurriedly ordered: "The princess has a fever, go and call Doctor Lu."

Luzhu did not dare to delay for a moment. She asked the gatekeeper to call Doctor Lu, and then went to wake up Caidie and Caiyi.

When Caidie Caiyi heard that Su Lingyue was sick, she quickly put on her clothes and went to the bedroom.

When they arrived at the bedside, they saw Su Lingyue, whose whole body was hot and whose face was flushed with fever, leaning unconscious in Xiao Yu's arms.

Xiao Yu held her in his arms and waited for Doctor Lu to come. He placed his palm on Su Lingyue's forehead to cool her down.

Seeing this, Caiyi asked Caidie to fetch some cold water.

Caiyi handed the handkerchief soaked in cold water to Xiao Yu, who took it and put it on Su Lingyue's forehead.

Doctor Lu came over breathlessly and said as soon as he entered: "She can't be here. It's hot and stuffy in this room. She has a fever and it won't go away if she stays in this room."

Xiao Yu did not hesitate at all and ordered Caidie Caiyi, "Go and put out the stove."

Caiyi was about to put out the stove when she suddenly thought of something, "But, Your Majesty, your health..."

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, I'll put on my clothes and stay here with her."

Hearing what Xiao Yu said, Caiyi breathed a sigh of relief and found a thicker long coat and a cloak for Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was dressed neatly, and Doctor Lu had already started giving Su Lingyue acupuncture and medicine.

The colorful butterfly and colorful clothes were rubbing Su Lingyue's body to cool her down.

After a group of people worked for an hour, Su Lingyue's fever finally subsided and her breathing became smoother.

After seeing off Doctor Lu, Xiao Yu asked someone to add more carbon to the stove. For ordinary people, this temperature was just right, but for Xiao Yu himself, this temperature was so small that it could almost be ignored.

After asking the maid to leave, Xiao Yu lay down beside Su Lingyue with his clothes on. Looking at Su Lingyue's peaceful sleeping face, he also closed his eyes weakly.

*

The emperor sat in the Qinzheng Hall, listening to Zhang Zhong and Duan Xu's report on what happened at the temporary inn last night, his brows tightly furrowed.

Zhang Zhong and Duan Xu both had bruises under their eyes, obviously having not slept all night.

"What's going on? Why are there Huns in the capital?" The emperor breathed out angrily and looked at Zhang Zhong and Duan Xu with a frighteningly sharp look.

Zhang Zhong bowed and said, "After a night of interrogation, the survivor finally confessed. He said that they were the subordinates of the King of Linchuan, and took advantage of the bustle of the capital during His Majesty's birthday to disguise themselves as civilians and sneak into the capital in order to assassinate the prince of Xiliang and provoke disputes between the two countries."

As the emperor listened to Zhang Zhong's words, his anger receded and his eyes were filled with confusion.

How could it be the Huns? Wasn't the assassin Su Heng?

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