Nanny Yun, Fu Dong, and the others were becoming increasingly anxious within the palace, unable to eat or sleep, wondering how the Commandery Princess could still manage to sleep at such a ti.
Zheng Nianru rely glanced at the evening al before setting down her chopsticks, her actions becoming more perfunctory.
Fu Dong and Nian Xia were no longer concerned whether the Commandery Princess liked to eat or not. They couldn’t swallow a single bite themselves. Weren’t they supposed to think of sothing? Even Xing Yu couldn’t get out.
"Commandery Princess, there has been turmoil outside for two days now, we must think of sothing—" Nanny Yun imdiately leaned in. They hadn’t been without ideas; over the past two days, they had climbed over walls, charged through the main gate, feigned illness, and rigged ropes. They hadn’t been entirely without results—at least they could be sure that these people wouldn’t dare do anything to them.
Not only wouldn’t they dare, but they were also extrely polite.
Nanny Yun knew the reason for this was because of Fourth Prince Zheng Haoyuan. But now they were aligned with Zheng Congyuan, making them, in Zheng Haoyuan’s hands, a leverage in the enemy’s grip.
That was not the most pressing issue. The most pressing issue was that if chaos broke out, with a bit of bad luck, they could end up dying obscurely without ever becoming leverage.
Zheng Nianru looked up at Nanny Yun. They couldn’t think of any solutions and were expecting her to co up with sothing?
The overall situation was beyond the influence of just a few individuals.
However, in her mory, it seed that things hadn’t dragged on this long. In her past life, Zheng Congyuan’s actions had been much quicker than now.
Zheng Nianru was about to speak when there was already noise at the palace gate. Nian Xia imdiately ran out. Zheng Haoyuan had entered with his n, looking panic-stricken.
"Cousin, quickly, follow —" Zheng Haoyuan didn’t pretend to be calm, reaching out to grab Zheng Nianru.
"What’s going on?" Zheng Nianru stood up cooperatively, but a weight fell from her heart in an instant. With Zheng Haoyuan in such a panic, it must be a serious matter.
"The Imperial Palace is currently unsafe. I’m taking you to a safe place," Zheng Haoyuan said imdiately, then ordered Nanny Yun and the others to grab their belongings.
"Oh, don’t bother taking things, I’ll have soone bring them, you co with first," Zheng Haoyuan said.
"My father—" Zheng Nianru began, wanting both to hear news of Prince Duan and to know the exact situation.
"Rest assured, I took the opportunity to bring Prince Duan out," Zheng Haoyuan said. "My second uncle is preparing to storm the palace, and the blades have no eyes; you can’t stay here any longer."
Zheng Nianru was stunned. Zheng Haoyuan’s words were different from what she had guessed. Wasn’t it supposed to be Zheng Congyuan who acted? Had the situation reversed, with the Wen Family Army about to collapse and flee?
Zheng Nianru didn’t move, her gaze calmly t Zheng Haoyuan’s, seeking in the young man’s eyes any sign that he was lying.
Zheng Haoyuan beca anxious, assuming Zheng Nianru was worried about Prince Duan.
"Cousin, co with , rest assured about Prince Duan. I will definitely bring him out. He’s currently in Chenyuan Hall," Zheng Haoyuan said.
Nanny Yun anxiously looked at Zheng Nianru, Commandery Princess, what are you waiting for? If we don’t leave now, when will we? Let’s escape first and talk later. As long as we save our lives, Fourth Prince will surely rescue Prince Duan.
Zheng Nianru didn’t speak. Perhaps the ti wasn’t right yet. It seed she had no other choice at the mont, so she gave Nanny Yun a look, and Nanny Yun instantly started to pack. There wasn’t much to pack; she quickly grabbed a few essential items, and Fu Dong, Nian Xia, and Xing Yu were already gathered at the door.
"Commandery Princess—" The guard at the door was Lu Hu, who imdiately saluted upon seeing Fourth Prince co out and quickly encircled the group.
"Your Highness, this way—" Lu Hu was well-prepared, two Light Oil Carriages were already waiting there, ready to head straight for a secluded small gate toward the west the mont Zheng Nianru and the others got on.
...
"Have all the people arrived?" Old Master Wen Kang sat steadily in Hanyuan Hall, and his subordinates kept coming in and out, briefly and concisely reporting the situation outside. Old Master Wen Kang and Noble Consort Wen sat above, with Noble Consort Wen looking worriedly at her brother.
Is it too fast? Zheng Congyuan’s n haven’t even co out yet.
Old Master Wen Kang snorted coldly, "They have already searched, so what if they haven’t co out? Perhaps, Zheng Congyuan’s n have already disintegrated. Now that Zheng Congyuan is trapped in the palace, they are like a dragon without a head, already dispersed into sand."
Even if they co out now, it would be too late."
"Marquis, the Third Battalion has reached their positions, five hundred n have sealed the East Gate," a Guard Commander rushed in and reported, then imdiately stood on one side of the great hall. By then, there were already more than ten leaders in the hall, all with serious expressions, standing upright.
"Has Fu Gong been arranged properly?" Old Master Wen Kang looked at Noble Consort Wen, who snapped back to reality and nodded upon hearing it was about Fu Gong. The Loyal Warriors of the Wen Family were already bringing him to a safe place.
"That’s good—" Old Master Wen Kang snorted coldly.
"Report—"
"Marquis, the Fifth and Sixth Battalions are ready." On hearing this, Old Master Wen Kang stood up and slamd his hand rest.
"Good—" Once the last two Guard Commanders were in place, Old Master Wen Kang looked down at the people standing below.
"Brothers, you are the valiant n of the Wen Family Army, molded through hardships. Today, our Wen Family will lead you to accomplish a great deed," Old Master Wen Kang said loudly, his gaze scanning each person with a calm determination.
"Good—" The uniform response, full of resolve, made Old Master Wen Kang’s blood also boil.
"Emperor Jingzhi is foolish and tyrannical; the people of Nanzheng State are not living lives worth speaking of, the citizenry are indescribably miserable. Our Wen Family Army, stationed year-round on the frontier, is deeply aware of the people’s suffering. Tell , should such an Emperor be replaced?"
"Yes—"
"We should replace him—"
"The Fourth Prince is one of our own, he has you, the countless Wen Family Army behind him, who in the future will be the key to saving Nanzheng, the hope for Nanzheng’s future—" Old Master Wen Kang imdiately continued.
"Support the Fourth Prince, support the Fourth Prince—" The spirited and generous voices almost burst through the roof of Hanyuan Hall.
"Alright, let’s go now and kill Zheng Congyuan, and elevate the Fourth Prince—" Old Master Wen Kang waved his arm broadly, and even Noble Consort Wen seed infected, as she stood up, her face flush with excitent at the scene before her.
The commanders in the hall imdiately dashed out, and Old Master Wen Kang took the lead, mounting his horse and leading his n towards the direction of Chenyuan Hall.
...
At the East Gate, the Guard Commander rode his horse swiftly and finally halted in front of his neatly arranged five hundred n.
"Brothers, the day we have been waiting for has finally arrived. After today, you all will be the ritorious subjects of Nanzheng State, your ranks will be elevated, and your ancestors glorified,"
"Good, good, good—" The soldiers bellowed in unison.
"Now, follow and charge in, capture Zheng Congyuan." The Guard Commander turned his horse around, the East Palace Gate hurriedly opened before them, and he led the charge into the gates first.
At the sa ti, at twelve gates of the Nanzheng Imperial Palace, the Wen Family Army had gathered at nine of them. The rest surged from the Main Palace Gate, quickly forming a massive ard force that spread throughout the Imperial Palace.
"Charge—" Screams of combat instantly filled the air, like a raging fire.
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