Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower



"Die!"

Jleb!

"KYaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Your Majesty!"

The sudden chaos was unexpected. They had already checked the gift before and determined that it was nothing more than a scroll made out of skin that was big enough to paint the map of the northern area.

Who would have thought that there was a knife hidden at the deepest scroll?

"Damn it!"

Emperor Yang Zhou saw the sudden movement and jumped to the side. The knife was pierced towards the chair as he evaded to the side. With his past and experience, his reaction speed was considered quite fast.

"Protect His Majesty!" Prime Minister Lan yelled in anger.

No one would bring weapon into the main hall because it was the rules. He had to call the Imperial Guards who were waiting outside before he could properly protect the Emperor.

The representative knew that the distance was quite far, which was why he tried to cross the distance as fast as possible. But who would have thought that this was not enough as Emperor Yang Zhou had good reflex and easily avoided it?

His expression turned hideous.

There was no need to be a genius for him to know that he would die if he failed. He had to succeed because if he didn't, the end result for him would be the same.

It would be death.

"Die!"

The representative pulled the knife and swung it towards Emperor Yang Zhou once more.

Swish!

This time, it didn't hit as Emperor Yang Zhou scrambled to the side. He gritted his teeth as he felt that he should have brought his sword along. These officials in the main hall were all unreliable as many of them didn't even know martial arts.

Even if they knew, who among them would be so brave to face a knife head on?

They didn't want to lose their lives yet.

'How useless.'

At this moment, there was a shadow from the official's side approaching before a smack could be heard.

Smack! Brush!

Powder of unknown materials were thrown towards the representative from Fan Yi Kingdom, who was also an assassin. The man couldn't react in time and it was at this time the other officials rushed to help.

One of them kicked the knife away.

One of them used their weight to sit on the assassin's back.

Another one was trying to restrain the other arm.

Another one was pulling the assassin's leg.

It was chaos.

Emperor Yang Zhou blinked his eyes, watching his ministers were using their bodies to stop the assassin. It was at this moment he realized that before he knew it, there were more and more people who were siding with him.

They trusted him and wished that he would be the one to lead Fei Yang Kingdom into glory.

For their descendant's future.

For the better future of Fei Yang Kingdom.

They were willing to sacrifice themselves to protect the most important person who sat at the throne.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" The person who made the first move asked. He was an old man in his fifties whose hair had turned white.

Emperor Yang Zhou immediately recognized him. He was the Imperial Doctor, one of the few who was responsible for his health. In order to make sure that there was nothing wrong, the Imperial Doctor was also in the main hall most of the time to monitor his health.

After all, there were some things that needed to be watched for him all the time.

"Thank you for your help, Imperial Doctor Si."

"It's my duty, Your Majesty." Imperial Doctor Si's eyes narrowed as he looked at Emperor Yang Zhou. "Did you get hurt, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fine." Emperor Yang Zhou waved his hand and looked at the assassin that was about to be trampled to death. It was even more so because of the big official who was sitting on his back.

Some officials didn't really control their diet… so their body was quite big.

Now seeing how this official was using his own weight to crush a person to their death, Emperor Yang Zhou felt somewhat amused.

He had almost lost his life.

But the scene in front of him was highly amusing.

Still, he had to settle this problem first.

"Fan Yi Kingdom's Crown Prince Ping. It seems that the gift is nothing more than a scheme in your eyes?" Emperor Yang Zhou sneered. "Relay my order! Send General Xing to the north and conquer Fan Yi Kingdom! I want them to be responsible for today's incident!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Prime Minister Lan's eyes were filled with rage and anger. If only it was possible, he wanted to lead the troops and headed towards Fan Yi Kingdom this instant.

Unfortunately, he was no longer the commander on the battlefield as his body didn't allow him to do any rigorous exercise yet.

"As for this assassin, bring him to the dungeon." Emperor Yang Zhou's eyes were cold.

The Imperial Guards had swarmed inside and planned to bring the assassin away. However, they were surprised to find out that the assassin had died when these officials walked away.

"Your Majesty, this assassin had died?"

"What?" Emperor Yang Zhou frowned. He turned to look at the biggest official and silently wondered whether it was possible to crush someone to death.

Imperial Doctor Si seemed to know what Emperor Yang Zhou was thinking and stepped forward to examine the assassin. "This assassin should have bitten a poison sac inside his mouth when the plan failed."

"I see." Emperor Yang Zhou then pointed at the other officials. "Can you check on them?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. However, this subject will need to prepare more medicine and equipment first." Imperial Doctor Si was a bit embarrassed.

At this time, Emperor Yang Zhou looked at the messy bag that was thrown on the floor. Because there was no weapon, Imperial Doctor Si was using his own medical bag to block the assassin from killing Emperor Yang Zhou.

The medicines there were already a mess and it was estimated that many of them couldn't be used anymore.