I'm a special forces soldier!

  His Majesty King looked at Tang Lin, and from her terrified expression of being scared to death, he intuitively felt that the handgun taken away by Yan Qin was more vicious than any secret weapon.

  He looked at Yan Qin, who had his index finger on the trigger, slowly exerting force. How could that small place, like a crescent moon, be pressed by an index finger?

  Could it be that this place is like other hidden weapons, an on/off switch for emitting hidden weapons?

  The Holy Lord saw the clue, and instinctively felt that Yan Qin had already pressed the switch of the hidden weapon. Once pressed tightly, a hidden weapon would definitely be emitted, although he didn't know what kind of hidden weapon it would be.

  Although Yan Qin was very annoying, he hadn't reached the point of being evil to the core and shouldn't die. In order to save Yan Qin, Yu Sheng Jun, who was standing behind Feng Die's dance, looked around for something that could be used as a hidden weapon. When he caught sight of the hairpin on Feng Die's head, he suddenly had an idea.

  His Majesty's hand flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he silently and tracelessly removed the small hairpin that Feng Die had left on his head. He then looked at Yan Qin, whose right hand's long index finger and middle finger were already tightly pinching the hairpin. Just before Yan Qin pulled the trigger, the hairpin in his hand suddenly slipped out of his fingers, flying silently towards Yan Qin's arm.

  Suddenly, Yan Qin let out a miserable cry, the pistol fell to the ground, and he was clutching his hand, which had been pierced by the hairpin, crying out in pain.

  Tang Lin subconsciously turned her head to look back, wondering who had shot the hidden weapon, but behind her, except for Feng Die and Yu Sheng Jun, there was only an empty doorway.

  The noble gentleman restrained his sharpness and slightly lowered his head, making Tang Lin suspect that it was not he who had sent the hairpin.

  Seeing Tang Lin turn around, Feng Die Wu also turned around and looked at the door, but she didn't know what Tang Lin was looking at. "Little Tang, what are you looking at?"

  Look who's shooting in the dark. However, there was no one in the large hall behind him or at the entrance of the hall. Who shot the hidden weapon? Tang Lin turned around with a gloomy face, picked up the pistol on the ground and put it back on his body. He then looked at Yan Qin with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, a smile of schadenfreude. You were told not to mess around, now look what's happened.

  You, Yan Qin's venomous gaze stared at Tang Lin, his heart was furious to the extreme, causing his blood to boil, and for a moment, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes. He thought the hairpin came out of the gun, so now he hated Tang Lin to the bone, hated him so much that he wanted to chop Tang Lin into pieces and cook him alive. You wait, I won't let you off.

  "Alright, I'll wait. With a smile, Tang Lin said and turned to Feng Die Wu and Yu Sheng Jun: It's getting late, let's go back to sleep."

  Before leaving, Feng Die turned her head to look at Yan Qin, his eyes were filled with pain, hatred and anger staring at her, while her gaze only fell on the hairpin on the back of his injured hand. If she wasn't mistaken, that silver hairpin without a pendant, which was thinner than usual, belonged to her. It was hidden in his hair, if one didn't pay close attention, such a small hairpin wouldn't be noticeable. She thought, the only person who could have taken her hairpin was Yu Sheng Jun, who was standing behind her. So Yan Qin must have been the one who hurt him.

  Phoenix Butterfly Dance did not think that the Holy Lord had such a profound and mysterious ultimate skill, seeing this layer of light on his body, her admiration for him increased even more.

  Tang Lin and they left, Yu Zi Chen and Guan Xun Yun on the rooftop finally left.

  When Tang Lin and the other two returned to Jun Die Xuan, half of the first half of the night had already passed.

  Alright, let's not go in. You should head back to the wine tower and get some rest early. Tang Lin sent Feng Die Wu off to the entrance of the wine tower, her tone making Feng Die Wu sense a hint of disappointment.

  Feng Die's heart was clear, Tang Lin was angry with her because she had concealed her identity and name from him. Now hearing the disappointment in Tang Lin's tone, she felt very uncomfortable and guilty. She hoped that Tang Lin could forgive her, so she hurried to explain: "Little Tang, I..."

  Tang Lin's soft voice interrupted, "Don't think too much, go back and rest. Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow. Hurry up and go."

  Phoenix butterfly dance hummed a response, and said that we'll talk about it tomorrow. She reluctantly turned around and walked towards the door. When she closed the door, she looked back at Tang Lin again.

  Go back to sleep, Tang Lin waved her hand and urged again.

  The phoenix butterfly didn't say anything, withdrew her faint gaze and closed the door.

  Tang Lin's gaze returned from the gate of the wine tower, stretched her waist, moved her neck, and then yawned. Ah, so sleepy... She looked at Yu Sheng Jun beside her, narrowed her sleepy eyes, and asked, "You're tired after all this trouble, aren't you?"

  His Majesty's mouth corners always maintained a faint smile, his handsome face had no fatigue, no matter when and where, gave people a refreshing feeling, he seemed to never get tired, but when asked by Tang Lin if he was sleepy, he also yawned, pretending to be very sleepy, and indeed felt a bit sleepy.

  Then let's not linger, go back and rest early, we still have training tomorrow, oh no, we still have work to do. Tang Lin quickened her pace, soon leaving Yu Sheng Jun behind.

  The Holy Lord looked at the azure figure in the night, his deep eyes filled with a smile, and his desire to protect Tang Lin grew stronger.

  Back at the Xijiang Moon Inn, after washing up and coming out, Tang Lin directly fell onto the bed. Before sleeping, she took her phone from under the pillow, opened the calendar to take a look, and muttered to herself: there's still more than half a month until next month's first day. She hoped that by participating in the Imperial Guard selection, she could find Yún Shān's roots in the imperial palace, and return to the military training grounds of that day.

  Late at night,

  Inside the Yan Manor's grand hall, a series of sharp and crisp sounds rang out.

  A group of servants from the Yan Manor stood at the entrance of the grand hall, not daring to take a step forward, all with their heads bowed waiting.

  In the hall, Yan Qin was furious, using his uninjured hand to smash the teacups on the table and the antiques in the hall. Whatever he saw, he smashed, cursing as he did: "Fengdie Dance, you are mine, Yan Qin's, I must have you, no matter what means I use."

  He collapsed, panting on the ground against the table leg. When he raised his bandaged right hand, anger suddenly reignited in his eyes. The fire that had just been extinguished due to exhaustion was now raging again. "Damn it, you little brat! If I don't kill you, my name's not Yan Qin, and my mother is a dog!"

  At this time, a gatekeeper walked in, risking being scolded, and came to Yan Qin's face, trembling with his lips: "Sir, sir, there is someone outside who wants to see you."

  Get out! With a fit of rage, Yan Qin picked up the broken bottle and smashed it at the feet of the person below. Haven't you seen that I'm furious? No one was in sight.

  The underling didn't retreat in fear, but instead steeled himself and finished speaking. Young Master, that person said he can help you avenge quickly, obtain the Phoenix Manor's wealth of ten thousand taels, as well as Miss Feng.

  Yan Qin's fiery temper dissipated by half, and he calmed down a lot. He furrowed his brow in deep thought for a moment before instructing the servants to invite the guests to the side hall. I'll go over later.

  Yes, it is. After finishing speaking, the servant retreated.

  Yan Qin stroked his chin, muttering to himself: "Who is this person who can help me avenge my grievances and also enjoy the wealth and beauty of Feng Fu?"

  In front of the government office

  The servant walked out and politely said to the elegant white figure standing with his back to the door: "Young master, our young master has invited you."

  The elegant white figure turned around, dragging the hem of her dress that had just touched the ground, and walked into the Yan Manor.

  Changed into a set of clothes, tidied up her disheveled hair, Yan Qin finally appeared in the side hall with a normal person's image. Seeing the owner of that white shadow, she couldn't help but be stunned and opened her mouth slightly, then smiled suddenly, and walked in...

  The fifth watch of the night will soon arrive again.

  The Holy Lord left as usual at this time, and today, Tang Lin did not follow him again. It was not that she didn't know he had left, but rather she was in a state of drowsiness, able to hear the movements from next door.

  Even if she followed, it would be in vain. Halfway through, she would definitely be intercepted by others, so she didn't plan to follow anymore. She would eventually return to modern times, no matter how mysterious the Holy Lord was. Even if she inquired about him, it would be useless.

  Palace

  Not long after dawn broke, a stern voice of Empress Dowager Cixi echoed from the Xian Ning Palace, "What...?"

  At this moment, the small eunuch Xiao Du was kneeling inside the Xiangning Palace, and in front of him sat the majestic Empress Dowager. As soon as she spoke, he immediately lowered his head and said nervously, "Your Majesty, everything I say is true. I followed Your Majesty's orders and did not disappoint your expectations. I really saw the Empress Chenghuan among the people."

  The Empress Dowager took a deep breath and slowly calmed down, no longer so surprised. You saw the matter of Chenghuan Empress, others may know.

  Xiao Du shook his head and said, "No one else knew about it, I came straight to find you, Your Majesty, after returning. You are the first person to know that Princess Chenghuan is in the Imperial City."

  That's good, the Empress Dowager let out a sigh of relief. If this news were to leak out, it would be hard to avoid scaring the birds away.

  Empress Dowager, what's next? Little Du raised her head and asked.

  The Empress Dowager got up and, with the support of her personal palace maid, slowly began to walk around in her bedroom, thinking about how to deal with the matter of Imperial Consort Chenghuan.

  After pacing back and forth twice, the Empress Dowager suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Little Du who was still kneeling on the ground, and instructed: "On the day of the Emperor's grand wedding, no one had seen the true face of the Empress. That night, when you helped the Empress escape from the palace, only you saw the Empress' face, while others did not. Therefore, I entrust you with the task of keeping an eye on the Empress. When you go out this time, be sure to keep a close watch on her. Wait for me to ask the Emperor's opinion before making any decisions."

  Xiao Du bowed his head and replied: "I understand, I am incompetent."

  After breakfast, the Emperor directly returned to the Imperial Study, and then went to Xiangning Palace after receiving a message from someone who came from Xiangning Palace.

  Entering the Xiangning Palace, the Emperor saw his mother, the Empress Dowager.

  In the courtyard, there was a stone table surrounded by four small stone stools. On the table, a teapot and two overturned tea cups were placed. The Empress Dowager sat beside the stone table with her eyes lightly closed, turning a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. Behind her stood several eunuchs and palace maids.

  The Holy Emperor walked over, the eunuchs and palace maids saw him, those who should kowtow did so, those who should bow did so. The slaves (maids) greeted the emperor.

  At the sound, Empress Dowager's eyes slightly opened, and when they were fully open, Emperor Sheng had already walked to her side, swung his dragon robe and sat down. He glanced at the tea set on the table, a smile rising from the corner of his mouth. "Mother, your mood is particularly good today. Is there any joyful news you'd like to share with me?"

  The Empress Dowager gently waved her hand beside the Emperor.

  The palace maids and eunuchs nodded slightly and then quietly withdrew.

  The emperor's expression turned serious, and it was clear that the empress had something very important to discuss with him alone.

  Your Majesty, Empress Dowager's faint voice came out, you may know that I want to tell you something today.

  The son guessed unexpectedly, this time, the Holy Lord directly shook his head and said, he didn't go to guess, not because he didn't want to guess, but because he really couldn't guess.

  Before, he could quickly see through his mother's mind, but today he couldn't.

  The Holy Lord asked hastily: "Empress Dowager, what is it after all?"

  The Empress Dowager slightly lowered her eyes, silent, with a solemn expression.

  Mother... , Your Majesty called out, really worried about his mother's silence and solemn expression.

  The queen was found, and the empress dowager no longer worried about anything, and told the emperor.

  The Holy Lord's face changed color, and he said, "Poetry is a lotus flower..."

  Yes, the Empress Dowager nodded slightly and let it pass.

  "Hmm, the Holy Emperor slightly curled his lips, this smile was unknown whether it was mocking himself or ridiculing the absent Empress Chenghuan. He picked up the teapot, opened a tea cup, poured in the tea, and watched as the water fell into the cup, his eyes gradually losing emotion, leaving only indifference. She dares to appear, truly fearless of death."

  At the moment he was about to take a sip of tea, the Empress Dowager stretched out her hand and gently pressed on his wrist, not allowing him to lift the teacup. With a serious tone, she said: "These are tea leaves that have come from afar, drinking them will only make you more awake, it's not wine. Po Huai's father has saved your father's life many times on the battlefield and ultimately died in battle. You should know that your father hopes you will take Po Huai as your empress, then your father would be repaying the debt of gratitude to Po Huai's father."

  The queen mother then... His Majesty wanted to express

  The Empress Dowager interrupted, "I understand that Your Majesty wants to say something. You cannot forgive the Empress for secretly getting pregnant with someone else."

  His Majesty turned his face to one side, his tone filled with suffocating sorrow. Since the Empress Dowager already knew, why make things difficult for me?

  The Empress Dowager's heart was like an arrow, this was the first time she heard the grievance in her son's words, and couldn't help but feel a sour nose. "Son, your mother also feels wronged for you, but after all, this is your father's wish. Listen to me, bring the Empress back, let her continue as your Empress, this can be considered as giving an account to your father. However, the child in the Empress' belly must be aborted. As for the matter of having children, leave it to other consorts, no need for the Empress to conceive a dragon seed. After all, she is no longer worthy of conceiving a dragon seed." The Emperor, what do you think of my proposal? If it's feasible, quickly bring the Empress back.

  The Holy Emperor fell silent, and remained so for a very long time. Finally, he replied to the Empress Dowager with only two sentences: "Let me agree, but she must step down from her position one year later."

  Your Majesty, Empress Dowager is extremely surprised, there is a candidate for the empress.

  Yes, the Holy King responded calmly and indifferently.

  Which palace concubine? The Empress Dowager couldn't hide her excited emotions, and asked, thinking that it must be one of the concubines in the harem. Could it be... Han Concubine?

  Who exactly it was, Yu Sheng Jun did not reveal to the Empress Dowager. He put down the tea that had cooled a bit and took a sip, then stood up hastily and said: "Empress Dowager, I still have many state affairs to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer."

  Failed to get the queen candidate, the empress dowager was somewhat disappointed, but national affairs were important, she no longer bothered the emperor, go, I won't disturb the emperor anymore.

  The eunuch announced his withdrawal, and the Empress Dowager nodded slightly. Only then did the Emperor depart with large strides.

  Jūn Dié Xuān

  "What?!", an unbelievable voice came out from inside the studio, Tang Lin's voice was heard...

  At this time, Feng Die Wu was sitting face to face with Tang Lin in the study, and had already revealed her identity and the fact that she was engaged to Yan Qin. Except for the part about having a crush on Yu Sheng Jun, which she mentioned vaguely, everything else was clearly explained. The thing is, I don't want to marry Yan Qin, I want to be with someone I like.

  Alas, after listening to Feng Die Wu's explanation, Tang Lin sighed repeatedly.

  Feng Die Wu grasped her hand and apologized: "Xiao Tang, I'm sorry. I really didn't intentionally want to deceive you. I was afraid my identity would scare you."

  Tang Lin shook her head helplessly and sighed, "Alas, people with money are just different."

  Her attitude makes Feng Yudiao puzzled, Xiao Tang, have you really forgiven me or...

  Forgive you, Tang Lin said with feigned impatience, glaring at Feng Yudance. If you had told me who you were earlier, what happened last night wouldn't have occurred. You're really something, stubbornly keeping secrets for the sake of your heart's desire. Tell me, who is this person that deserves the affection of a noble lady like yourself?

  The face of the butterfly dance turned red, without the courage to mention her and the Holy Lord's affairs again. I...I just like him, for him, it's all worth doing.

  Alas, women... Tang Lin shook her head helplessly. That sentence was indeed proven: Women in love have an IQ of zero.

  Phoenix Butterfly Dance said: I want to be with him, but... I have a marriage contract on me, we don't have fate...

  Look what you're saying, Tang Lin gave advice, and you, wait until you go home and tell your parents clearly about Yan Qin's affairs. If your parents know that Yan Qin is such a person, they will definitely cancel the engagement with the Yan family. There are no parents who don't want their beloved daughter to marry a good husband, so believe me, your parents will help you break off the engagement.

  With Tang Lin's words, Feng Die Wu felt more confident and responded heavily, "Hmph, I will do my best to make it clear to my parents. Thank you, Little Tang."

  Tang Lin said with a smile: Don't be polite, oh right, how are you and the person you like?

  When it comes to myself and Yusheng Jun, Fengdie Dance looks at Tanglin's eyes more vaguely. I couldn't guess whether he had any feelings for me, even a little bit. But I really want to be with him, Little Tang, what should I do?

  It's easy to see if he has feelings for you, said Tang Lin.

  The phoenix butterfly's eyes lit up, there is a way.

  Tang Lin raised a somewhat mysterious smile, "I'm a special forces soldier, nothing can bring me down."

  ——

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