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Chapter 147: Yaoyi’s Death

Han Moze swept a glance around the great hall and noticed that there was a smile on everyone’s face.

“Duanhua is really clever. I shall accept him,” he said with a deep voice.

Ouyang Ziquan looked at Han Moze and Liu Rushuang with a shady smile on his lips. “That’s great,” he said flatly.

Then, he turned around to sit back in his seat.

Liu Rushuang’s eyes squinted slightly. She hated seeing Ouyang Ziquan’s snake-like face.

Then, she looked over at the black and white little tiger in the center of the great hall.

Just then, the little tiger also looked at L and abruptly let out a cry, “Roaaar...”

Han Moze’s eyes dimmed and commanded, “Men! Take Duanhu away!”

“Yes, your majesty!”

Two bodyguards entered and glanced at Duanhu, unsure of how to take him outside.

Liu Rushuang pulled a silver needle from inside her robe.

*Swiiiish* The silver needle flew towards Duanhu faster than the naked eye.

Before Duanhu could come to, his pressure points was struck.

*Thump!* He fell to the floor unconcious.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the great hall shot wide open. What was going on?

Having seen through the situation, Han Moze looked over at L with a slight smile and complimented her.

“Well dome, Shuang’Er!”

Liu Rushuang pulled a smile but didn’t speak a word.

This was nothing to her!

The two bodyguards felt at ease when they saw that the little tiger was unconscious. There was still someone who cared about their life!

With that, they immediately carried Duanhua out, one guard behind the other.

The royal banquet proceed.

Until no one went forward to present their gift.

Han Moze ordered Eunuch Chen to start preparing the musical performances.

...

After that person bandquet had ended...

Liu Rushuang stepped outside, and suddenly sensed something was wrong. She shot a glance in another direction.

Ouyang Ziquan walked up to Han Moze and smiled tepidly. “I wonder if the Emperor of Beiming May allow me to see my Third Royal Princess.”

He wondered how his Third Royal Sister was doing.

Since he was working with the Empress from Nanli, didn’t they have to take care of the princess?

“Naturally, of course.” Han Moze curved the corner of his lips into a devilish, sinister smile.

“Men! Escort the Sixth Prince of Nanli to visit Ouyang Yaoyi,” he proceeded to order,

“Yes, your majesty.”

The men led Ouyang Ziquan to Ouyang Yaoyi’s quarters.

Liu Rushuang continued to the Fallen Phoenix Palace with no emotions on her face.

Ouyang Ziquan arrived at the Magnificent Winding Palace, but when he saw Ouyang Yaoyi’s corpse, he suddenly shrieked, “Third Royal Princess!”

“Is this how your country treats their guests?” He exclaimed after turning to the Eunuch behind him and meeting his gaze with anger.

“Sixth Prince, please wait. I will immediately notify the Emperor. There must have been some kind of misunderstanding,” said the Eunuch who immediately turned on his heels to look for Han Moze.

Han Moze and Liu Rushuang heard the change of events and promptly rushed over to the Maginificent Winding Palace. When they saw all the bloody marks all over the body and the unrecognizable Ouyang Yaoyi, they tightly furrowed their eyebrows.

Liu Rushuang wasn’t frightened in the slightest. She walked up to Ouyang Yaoyi’s body, lying on the floor. She touched the blood stains on her skin, then flatly said, “with such a large wound, she must have been killed by someone with a incredibly good lightness skills.”

“That’s not the point right now. Just how did my Third Royal sister die? Your nation must give a clear explanation! I hear her majesty’s martial arts are extraordinary. Could it be... your ma...” Cried Ouyang Ziquan angrily.

“Ouyang Ziquan, don’t say things you shouldn’t be saying,” said Han Moze immediately in a chilling voice.

The light in Ouyang Ziquan’s eyes dimmed significantly and coldly exclaimed, “Hmph! My father loves my Third royal sister. When he finds out about this, he would confront Beiming at any cost!”

Han Moze smirked wickedly. “I respectfully look forward to it!”

“Shuang’Er, let’s leave!” He then cried with a deep voice.

Han Moze secretly furrowed her brows, then got up and coldly replied to Ouyang Ziquan. “All I know is that Nanli never sent the Third Princesss; only a lady-in-waiting. So, it would be a little inappropriate for Nanli to send their soldiers to attack over the Third Princess’ death in Beiming!”