Chapter 12 — From Kissing Before the Big Wedding

I reached out and suddenly pressed hard on the spot on the back of his neck. “Whoosh.” A layer of human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings was torn off by me. The face underneath is completely different! The sound of breathing was immediately heard in the hall. I calmly said: "This person is not the shopkeeper of Tam Hoe Duong." I turned around and pointed to another man being escorted behind: "That person is the real counterman." Only then did everyone discover that behind them was a middle-aged man with a haggard face and traces of torture on his body. "The shopkeeper was actually arrested by the Crown Prince three days ago and forced to give false testimony." I said coldly. "And this person... is the Crown Prince's secret guard in disguise." I looked straight at Tieu Minh Hien: "Your Highness... do you still want to continue acting?" Tieu Minh Hien staggered back a step, his face as white as ash. The emperor was angry: "You disobedient son! What do you have to say?!" "Your father! Your children are unjust! Everything was harmed by To Nguyet Ly!" Tieu Minh Hien struggled for the last time: "She... she is the remnant of the previous dynasty! She is the daughter of Princess Vinh Ninh! It is she who wants to overthrow the court!" The words just ended. The whole main hall shook. Even the Emperor was stunned: "What did you say?" I laughed again. What I'm waiting for... is this sentence. "If your highness has mentioned my mother..." I slowly took out an object from my chest: "Then my daughter... can only bring this out." Golden light suddenly flashed. An Immunity Golden Card appeared in my hand. The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon on it, under the light of the main hall, emitted a cold light. "The Golden Token of Immunity given by Emperor Thai To to Vinh Ninh, Princess Tieu Kinh Hong is here!" I held up the golden token, my voice rang clear: "Seeing the golden token is like seeing the Thai To personally arrive!" The whole main hall immediately fell into silence. Immediately after that, a series of kneeling sounds rang out in succession. Except for the Emperor and Queen Mother, everyone knelt down. Including the Crown Prince. Including the Vuong Thi. Including To Uyen Nhi. But at this moment—A sudden change occurred! “There are assassins! Protect——!” A shrill scream erupted from the east of Ngu Hoa Vien. More than ten dark shadows rushed out from the mountains, bushes, and awnings, directly hitting the main position! These people were all dressed in black, their faces were covered, their movements were agile, the weapons in their hands glowed a dark blue color - they were poisoned! "Protect Your Majesty! Protect the Queen Mother!" The Royal Guard rushed forward, but the assassins had clearly undergone rigorous training and cooperated well, in the blink of an eye they broke through the first layer of defense. The scariest thing was, three of the assassins rushed directly towards me! Their goal is very clear. Not the emperor. Not the Queen Mother. It's me. My eyes turned cold. Sure enough, the Crown Prince and Vuong Sung still had their backs. Today, if I die at the hands of assassins, I can both kill my mouth and blame it on "my fellow party members who were cruel to the previous dynasty", killing two birds with one stone. "Young lady, be careful!" Thanh Truc wanted to rush forward to block it, but I pushed him away. Three assassins arrived in front. The blade was as bright as snow, slashing straight at the face! I don't dodge. Don't even take a step back. As soon as the blade was only three inches away from my eyelids, I moved. The ghostly pale green figure slid half a step sideways, his right hand passed over his waist— Kinh Hong sword came out of its sheath! “Clang——!” The sword wind and the wind blade collided, sparks flying. My wrist shook slightly, my sword stance spread out like a stream of water. The first move of Kinh Hong sword technique — Nguyet Chieu Kinh Hong, the sword energy is like falling moonlight, cold but sharp. Obviously the assassin did not expect me to know martial arts. I didn't expect this sword technique to be so exquisite. One guy couldn't avoid it in time, his shoulder was hit by the sword, blood splattered out. But the remaining two guys attacked even harder. I attack and retreat, mentally calculating the distance.

This is the moment! My toes lightly touched, my body suddenly jumped up, jumping straight onto the railing by the lake. Kinh Hong Sword draws three sword lights in mid-air, like moonflowers scattered down— The third move of Kinh Hong Sword Technique: Nguyet Hoa Tam Diep! Three sword energies slashed out almost simultaneously, the three assassins groaned and retreated, each with a blood stain on their chest. But I borrowed the force of the counter-shock and gently landed on the ground, the tip of the sword crossed, and my robe flew lightly. This series of movements is as seamless as flowing water. From the moment he drew his sword to the moment he defeated the enemy, it took less than ten breaths. The whole school was as quiet as death. Everyone was stunned. Including the assassins who were still fighting with the Musketeers. Because of the swordsmanship just now... "Surprising... Kinh Hong swordsmanship?!" An old, trembling voice rang out. It was Mr. Lam, the Grand Deputy, a veteran of the three dynasties, who was eighty years old this year. He stood up tremblingly, pointed at To Nguyet Ly, tears streaming down his eyes: "This is the Kinh Hong sword technique of Princess Vinh Ninh!" "The old man absolutely cannot be mistaken! That year the princess was at the hunting ground to save the price, using this technique of Nguyet Hoa Tam Diep!" The emperor suddenly stood up, his eyes looked harshly at the sword in To Nguyet Ly's hand, and then looked at her face. That face, those eyes, that posture holding the sword... Gradually overlapping the image of the aunt from that year in my memory, wearing white clothes whiter than snow, a red sword. "You..." the emperor's voice trembled a bit, "where did you learn your sword technique?" I took away the sword, knelt down on one knee: "It was taught by mother. Before she was five years old, every night mother practiced swords in the courtyard, the goddess... c-ay/o.t secretly followed."