Chapter 148 Qian Renxue's Decisive Coup!

Chapter 148 Qian Renxue's decision - coup!

Bibi Dong sat at the desk, holding a feather pen in her hand, with a piece of white paper spread out in front of her.

Her delicate face was covered with a trace of nervousness and anxiety, and her beautiful eyes flashed with complex light.

She wanted to write a letter to Qian Renxue. This was the first time she wrote to Qian Renxue as a mother.

Qian Renxue, this name always made her think of her biological father, the secret room, and the heart-wrenching, dark and desperate days.

But all these are in the past. If her fate is a tragedy created by God, then this tragedy should not be continued to her daughter.

Bibi Dong suddenly realized her mistake in the moment of life and death.

Without the influence of Luosha Shennian, kindness and motherhood returned to her heart.

She remembered her attitude towards Qian Renxue over the years, and she was too indifferent and harsh to her daughter.

She understood that she should give Qian Renxue more warmth and care. She understood that she should let Qian Renxue return to her and give her a new life.

Because the continental situation has changed now, it is extremely dangerous to let her daughter continue to stay in the heart of the enemy.

Because now the goal at that time is no longer important, and it is not worth sacrificing anything.

Because now she only has her daughter left.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and made up her mind. She began to write on the white paper:

"My daughter, how are you?"

In the Tiandou City Palace.

Qian Renxue received Bibi Dong's letter, she was a little surprised, because she hadn't heard from her mother for a long time.

She opened the envelope and took out the letter paper, which was written by Bibi Dong's beautiful handwriting.

Qian Renxue read the contents of the letter carefully, and she felt a strange emotion.

When she saw the first sentence on the letter paper, she felt an incredible shock. The letter paper read: "My daughter, how are you?" This is her mother's handwriting, this is what her mother calls her.

She has never been called a daughter by her mother. She has been regarded as a tool and a burden by her mother since she was a child. Bibi Dong never gave any warmth and love, only coldness and severity.

So when she saw her mother actually called her her daughter for the first time, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable emotion. It was a complex and chaotic emotion, with surprise, emotion, doubt and even a hint of rejection.

After reading the letter, she felt a heartbeat she had never felt before. The warm words in it made her begin to imagine her mother's smile and hug, her new life and new family, and she imagined that she could get rid of her undercover identity and become an ordinary and happy girl.

Qian Renxue had mixed feelings. She didn't know why Bibi Dong suddenly changed her attitude, and whether there was any hidden secret. She also didn't know how to respond to her mother's expectations, and whether she should listen to her mother's advice.

The recent international situation has changed suddenly, and this turbulent environment is Qian Renxue's opportunity. Qian Renxue felt that she was getting closer and closer to success. She only needed to wait for a suitable opportunity to achieve the ultimate goal.

Qian Renxue crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the brazier. She watched the letter being devoured by the flames and turned into ashes. She suppressed the slight fluctuation in her heart, leaving only determination and resoluteness. Even if she had to go back, she would return to the Wuhun Hall with glory and blood.

Qian Renxue stood in front of the window, looking at the gloomy dusk scenery of the imperial capital.

A trace of worry and determination flashed in her eyes.

The situation is changing.

A large number of nobles died suddenly for no reason, and many dark forces began to stir.

Some people say it is God's will, some say it is a conspiracy, and some say it is an opportunity.

Qian Renxue does not know the truth, nor does she care about the truth. She only cares about her goals.

She is not satisfied with continuing to be a disguised undercover.

Qian Renxue shook the bell on the table, and a light sound echoed in the silent room.

She raised her head and scanned the room. Her eyes paused in the corner of the shadow, and then she saw a black shadow suddenly emerging from there.

It was a man in black clothes with a blurred face. His figure was flexible and hidden, and his breath was indifferent and steady.

He is the assassin of the Qian family, responsible for executing her secret orders. Shadow Demon Wuhun, they are natural killers, the sharp blades in the shadows of the Qian family. In another world line, it was he who poisoned Emperor Xue Ye.

The assassin walked from the shadows to the table, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head.

"You called me?"

He said in a low and hoarse voice.

"I have a task for you."

Qian Renxue opened the drawer, and there was a luxurious box inside, and a crystal bead lay quietly in the box.

This is a rare and precious poison, "Qianyu Ningzhen"

It can slowly release deadly toxins in the human body, causing people to die unconsciously in their sleep, and there are no symptoms or signs.

Qian Renxue put on gloves, carefully pinched the bead, and handed it to the assassin.

"Put this in the emperor's bedtime medicine tonight." Qian Renxue said, "This way he will sleep forever in his dream and never wake up."

"Yes, master." The assassin said, "I will definitely fulfill my mission."

The assassin turned into a shadow and disappeared in the hall.

Qian Renxue withdrew her hand and closed the drawer. Her deep gaze penetrated the door, as if looking at the emperor sitting on the throne in the hall in the distance.

A sneer appeared on her lips, and her heart was full of expectation and victory.

Qian Renxue knew that tonight was her moment, and tonight she would get rid of this puppet-like undercover days.

The corridor in the palace

A maid walked lightly on the red carpet, holding a white porcelain bowl in her hand, which contained medicine and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. She was wearing a black and white maid uniform, a small lace flower on her head, and a respectful and humble smile on her face.

She was the most trusted maid of the emperor, and she would bring him sleeping medicine every night, so that the emperor could get a little comfort in his troubles and worries.

She came to the door of the emperor's bedroom, where two servants in armor stood, holding long swords, watching her vigilantly.

She knocked on the door gently, and one of the servants came over, looked at her with cold eyes, then reached out and picked up a silver spoon beside the bowl.

He took a spoonful of medicine, put it to his mouth, and tasted it carefully. He did not notice anything unusual, so he nodded and signaled her to go in. The other attendant did not speak either, but used his eyes to signal her not to disturb the emperor.

She pushed open the door of the bedroom and walked into the emperor's private space.

The decoration here was very gorgeous and rich, with various valuable paintings and tapestries hanging on the walls, thick wool carpets on the floor, satin curtains hanging on the windows, and various carved furniture and precious ornaments placed in the house.

She saw the emperor sitting at the table, looking down at a pile of documents and letters, his forehead was covered with wrinkles and sweat, and his eyes revealed fatigue and melancholy.

He was old, and he had already handed over most of his official duties to the prince, but now was different from the past. His country was facing various crises and threats. The reports sent from all over the country were not optimistic, and news was constantly arriving. The secret letter just now mentioned that another duke died unclearly.

He had to be busy dealing with government affairs and military affairs every day, and a lot of mental exhaustion made him rely on drugs to fall asleep every night.

The maid walked to the emperor and called softly, "Your Majesty."

The emperor raised his head and saw her. He smiled faintly and said, "It's you, Maria. Did you bring me sleeping pills for tonight?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. Please drink this bowl of medicine. It will make you feel comfortable and quiet."

She placed the bowl on the edge of the emperor's desk and stepped back. The emperor picked up the bowl, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

He felt the medicine warm and sweet, flowing down his throat and spreading in his chest. He felt a little relaxed and said, "Thank you, Maria. You are always so considerate and loyal."

She lowered her head and said, "This is what I should do, Your Majesty. Please have a good rest, I will take my leave first." The maid turned and walked to the door and closed it gently.

The maid retreated out of the bedroom, and at this time, a shadow was slowly creeping by the high air window, following the shadow between the cracks in the wall, quietly approaching the emperor's desk.

The emperor was concentrating on reading the files, his brows were furrowed, his fingers kept turning the files, his heart was full of worry and helplessness, the situation in various places was not optimistic, those local forces were ready to move for the interests left by the power vacuum, and he had to appease these "wild dogs" while stabilizing the operation of the country.

The emperor put down the files, pinched his nose, and relaxed his tired eyes.

The assassin seized this fleeting opportunity, and took advantage of the moment when the emperor closed his eyes, and used his shadow to hold the poisonous crystal bead and put it into the bowl.

The bead was like ice and snow touching charcoal, and it quickly melted in the soup. He immediately retracted his shadow, quietly retreated to the air window, and prepared to escape from here.

The emperor did not notice anything unusual, he picked up the file again and continued to read the document. He wanted to know as much as possible about the current situation. The nobles and generals from all over the country who came to the court tomorrow needed him to make a decision.

Until late at night. The midnight bell rang outside the window. The emperor stopped reading. He looked at the cold medicine on the table, shook his head, and drank the rest of the medicine in one breath.

He needed to rest well now to deal with the storm in the court tomorrow.

But the emperor would not wake up tonight. The poison of Qianyu Ningjin would make him fall into an eternal sleep.