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"Quickly report this to the Regent King! Someone has attempted to assassinate the emperor!"

Assassinate the emperor.

Xuanyuan's emperor, Xuanyuan Min.

Xuanyuan Min's shoulders were actually shaking slightly. His guards knelt down, gazing at each other, all at a loss of what to do. In this lonely palace, the only thing that he could do for leisure was to sing opera. The only places he could go other than his own palace would be the last inner court. Yet, today, he came all the way to the third inner court and was even so badly beaten up. Could it be that this fragile majesty is crying?

A guard carefully reached out to help Xuanyuan Min up but was very surprised when he lifted his head.

He had a face full of dirt and bits and pieces of dried leaves stuck on his exquisite skin. A thin trail of blood trickled down his nose with half his lips swollen. All these made him look a lot more disheveled than the guards were expecting before he turned around.