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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

n“Yes, your majesty!”

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

nLiu Rushuang pulled a silver needle from inside her robe.

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

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

n*Thump!* He fell to the floor unconcious.

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

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

n“Well dome, Shuang’Er!”

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

nThis was nothing to her!

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

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

nThe royal banquet proceed.

nUntil no one went forward to present their gift.

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

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nAfter that person bandquet had ended…

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

nOuyang 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.”

nHe wondered how his Third Royal Sister was doing.

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

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

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

n“Yes, your majesty.”

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

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

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

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

n“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.

nHan 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.

nLiu 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.”

n“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.

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

nThe 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!”

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

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

nHan 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!”

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