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Helian Manqiu reached out her hand to help the blood sword up. She smiled but did not say anything. She grabbed the blood sword's arm and left. After taking a few steps, she let go of the blood sword's arm.

At this moment, he admired Helian Manqiu to the extreme. After the two made the bet at noon today, Helian Manqiu guessed that there must be someone from the royal family. The prince would come at night, and tonight was indeed the case.

At that time, the Blood Sword had asked Helian Manqiu who it was and which prince it was. Helian Manqiu speculated that it was King Chen.

"Go down and rest."

She pushed the door open and walked in. Just as she was about to close the door, she saw Xie Jian kneeling down at the bottom of the stairs, his head lowered in silence.

"What is big brother doing?"

She hastily took two steps forward and tried to prop the blood sword up. The blood sword lowered its head and refused to get up: "Uncle, the blood sword acted recklessly and was too reckless, causing trouble for me. This lowly one knows what's wrong, please grant me punishment."

Pulling the blood sword on the ground, it kneeled on the ground, unwilling to get up.

"Big brother, it's nothing. If you don't want to get up, then little brother can only kneel here and accompany you."

Hearing Helian Manqiu's words, Xue Jian couldn't help but stand up and say in a ashamed voice, "Lord ordered this vile person to protect Uncle. He didn't want to fail to protect Uncle, and ended up causing trouble for Uncle instead. "Tonight is my fault, and I don't dare to shirk my responsibility. I am willing to accept any punishment that the Young Master may bestow upon me."

Helian Manqiu laughed and patted the shoulder of the blood sword, then placed her hand on it. "I know that Big Brother is protecting me with all his heart, and everything is because of me. "It's just that I'm in no danger tonight, and that Prince Chen won't do me any harm right now. If he enters the capital and someone wants to harm me, brother, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

"Aren't you afraid of angering His Majesty and offending the prince?"

"My life is gone, what else is there? If someone wishes to harm me, there is no need for big brother to be courteous. Right now, you are only my personal soldier, not anyone else? "

Bloodsword immediately understood Helian Manqiu's meaning. He was now using the name of Uncle Zhen's personal guard to protect her, but not in the name of Gan Qiuxuan. No one knew that he was the commander of the hidden guards.

If Helian Manqiu encountered any danger in the capital, the things he did to protect her and to offend anyone he offended would only involve Helian Manqiu, not Gongyue Xuan.

Hearing Helian Manqiu's words, the blood sword's eyes turned dark. From her words, it could be seen how loyal this young man was to her. He was unwilling to implicate her in any danger.

"I will use my life to protect your safety. If the blood sword does not die, then no one will be allowed to harm you!"

"Go rest. We must enter a place of conflict. Listen to everything I say and act in the light of my eyes."

"Yes, I will follow your orders, Blood Sword."

She raised her head to the gloomy night sky. A storm was brewing, but she did not know if the next person to see her would be the person she predicted would be.

A heartless smile rose on her lips. The old man and the crown prince of Great Hengkong were about to meet. However, he did not know what sort of person that old fellow in the throne room was, nor did he know how absurd that crown prince was.

The next day was a few dozen li away from the capital. Because of the hot weather, they would only travel in the morning and evening, resting for four hours at noon. The messenger was not in a hurry as the sun was setting. He ordered the servants to go to the pavilion to rest.

"Will the esteemed guest you spoke of come tonight?"

Although Helian Manqiu's words had been verified, he still had some doubts regarding the distinguished guest that Helian Manqiu had predicted would come tonight. He could not believe that the distinguished guest had come to the capital to meet Helian Manqiu for the sake of this young man.

"Just watch and see. Big brother is still unwilling after losing once, so it doesn't matter even if little brother loses."

Helian Manqiu sneered. Whether or not she came didn't matter. She was only speculating that this esteemed guest would come.

Not long after he had showered and changed his clothes, the messenger personally came to the courtyard where Helian Manqiu resided. His gaze fell on the blood sword for a moment before he passed on his life's blood sword.

The Bloodsword could not help but sigh. If it was that good brother of his, then things would become reality again. He would lose very miserably.

"Uncle, the messenger himself has arrived. Please welcome him."

Helian Manqiu strode out of the room and cupped her fist with a smile. "I did not know that the lord messenger would arrive. Please forgive me."

"Uncle, the weather is hot and the night wind is blowing. Would you like to take a walk and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the outskirts of Beijing?"

The blood sword looked left and right. Yesterday, it rained in the middle of the night, and the moonlight today was not bad. Unfortunately, there were only ordinary buildings nearby, so how could they enjoy such beautiful scenery?

"I am honored, but may I ask which esteemed guest Lord will introduce me to tonight?"

The envoy's gaze fluctuated slightly as he smiled. "I am only inviting you to admire the moon and admire the scenery of the outskirts of the capital. There are many distinguished guests who have come during the night. Please, sir."

Hearing this, Helian Manqiu laughed lightly without saying a word. She brought her blood sword and her personal guards to follow the Imperial Emissary out of the restaurant and casually strolled around nearby. The messenger seemed to be leisurely inviting her to enjoy the view of the moon and the night in the outskirts of the capital.

As she turned to look, she could already see a trace of anxiousness in the servant's eyes. The two of them were chatting and laughing as they strolled around. The guards in the surroundings were watching them closely.

The messenger waved his hand and dismissed the guards, leaving only a few people by his side. Helian Manqiu was always by his side, with Blood Sword and the other two personal guards by her side.

"Clank, clank …"

The zither music suddenly rang out, drifting in the distance and entering Helian Manqiu's ears. It was so late at night, and from the darkness outside the library, the music music seemed to drift over.

"I didn't want to have such an elegant person playing the zither so late at night. When I heard the zither music, I felt that even though it was so grand and powerful, it was extraordinary. What do you think?"

Helian Manqiu was speechless. She could not detect the meaning behind the tone of the zither. She smiled and said, "I'm a common person, but I don't know much about appreciating the zither music. It would be better for my lord to be so knowledgeable."

The messenger laughed: "Uncle is too humble, everyone knows who is not. Uncle is an outstanding genius, a genius with vast amounts of knowledge and ideas, a peerless genius in the Great Hengkong Empire. "In the past, I was able to listen to this person's song so that we could get to know him better. Could it be that this zither music cannot reach uncle's ears?"

"I dare not. I truly do not wish to do this."

Even though the beautiful zither music exuded a bit of grandeur, it gave off a feeling of superiority. It was flashy and unreal, as if it was being looked down upon from high above.

Although Helian Manqiu was not proficient in music, she could still play the zither. She was mainly able to appreciate the artistic conception of music. This melody was extremely gorgeous and flashy, giving off the feeling of a wealthy family possessing limitless power. It was enough to tell that the person who played the zither was someone born with a golden key, a natural born benefactor. There were no obstacles or setbacks.

Her eyes flashed with the luster of a thousand kinds of glazed glass. Who would come to the library so late in the night to play?

A mocking smile appeared on her face as she looked back at the blood sword. The blood sword immediately gripped the sword hilt, as her entire body tensed up. Helian Manqiu slightly smiled, indicating that the blood sword should not be nervous.

The messenger had a smile on his face. It seemed that he had only occasionally heard a graceful man playing at night, so he wanted to go up and get to know him.

"Uncle, please."

"Please, milord."

The two of them walked in the direction of the zither notes. In the faint darkness, Helian Manqiu could feel countless gloomy and hidden murderous auras. The weak aura of an expert was walking around their surroundings in the distance. The blood sword also sensed this aura and secretly tugged at her sleeve to remind her.

Helian Manqiu slightly waved her sleeves to indicate that she had sensed it. Her gaze landed on a distant place.

Not far away, under an emerald tree, a snow-white blanket covered the ground. A man sat cross-legged on a sandalwood tree, an ancient zither placed in front of him. The pitch-black zither was placed on the rosewood zither stand. Even though there was a distance between them, Helian Manqiu was able to tell with a glance that both the zither and the zither stand were extraordinary items.

Purple clothes were made with fine silk and fine craftsmanship. Golden silk threads were embroidered into cloud patterns, giving off an extraordinary and majestic aura.

There was no sign of identity on his clothes, and his black hair was tied up with a jade crown as he turned to face the two of them.

That person sat cross-legged on a short piece of rosewood. The short piece was covered in a white embroidered golden lotus cushion, and that person's slender fingers were as green as jade. They moved on the zither strings, his eyes closed as if he was immersed in the zither music, undisturbed by anything else.

Helian Manqiu did not look at the person who played the zither. Her eyes were focused on the face of the messenger, and when he saw that person, there was reverence and reverence in the depths of her eyes. As she walked, she slightly bent down and lowered her head, and knew that the man who seemed to be immersed in the zither music was most likely the distinguished guest that she had speculated to be.

The white blanket, the rosewood stage, and the several meters tall golden lotus on the elegant man. Their slender fingers were as warm and transparent as jade as they brushed against the strings of the zither.

The moonlight was like the frost of snow, dappling his body from between the branches of the leaves.

The light of the moonlight scattered from his purple clothes, revealing a noble aura. He had an arrogant and charming long and narrow eyes, and because they were closed, one could not see what his eyes looked like.

There was no need for a symbol of identity, no need for an introduction, Helian Manqiu thought. She already knew who this distinguished guest was.

Not far from them, there were hidden auras, countless experts secretly peeking at them while watching them from the sidelines.

The envoy was extremely respectful. Although he did not hang his hands down respectfully, his nervousness and reverence were already revealed. He did not dare to take another step forward and stay ten zhang away from that man.

"Uncle, please do not disturb the elegant performance. We are lucky to be able to hear such a heavenly music at such a late hour."

Helian Manqiu smiled without saying a word. Her gaze slowly swept over the man.

His slightly upturned chin exuded a sense of confidence and nobility. He had been on the throne for a long time, and his elegance was like a purple peony blooming in the night wind. It fully displayed his elegance. Under the moonlight, the rippling purple clothes exuded a faint radiance. As the clothes swayed in the wind, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered in the wind.

Golden cloud patterns flashed under the moonlight. Although this esteemed guest wasn't wearing an embroidered dragon robe, he wasn't willing to wear ordinary clothes. With a purple robe and a golden cloud pattern, he was extremely wealthy.