Assassinating the Emperor (2)

An hour later, they should have just arrived at the palace gate.

Shen Yijia frowned. The old prince was in their hands. Only Lord Jing could attack the Fragrant Teahouse at this time.

But was it because she alerted someone last night or because Lord Jing found out about their plan?

For some reason, an ominous feeling rose in her heart.

"Young Madam, are you going out? I'll prepare the carriage." Thirty Thousand was guarding the gatehouse today.

Shen Yijia felt the uneasiness in her heart grow stronger and stronger. She shook her head and instructed, "Go to the palace immediately and see if you can send a message to your master. Even if you can't, you have to get the news from inside immediately… No, you can't…"

"You Yi, quick, go…" Shen Yijia was about to cry from anxiety, but she did not even know what she was worried about.

Thirty Thousand's mouth twitched. He couldn't do it!