In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

Their little actions quickly reached Li Yuanchang's ears.

With the core strength of the Han Prince's Mansion and three thousand imperial guards at his disposal, how could he not see what was happening right under his nose? But he did not allow anyone to stop or monitor him.

Making restrictive actions will inevitably provoke hostility and suspicion.

The tension between the two envoys is a minor issue; the key problem is that once the plan is implemented, it will inevitably trigger an investigation, and such behavior will definitely cause "endless troubles"!

The difference between ancient times and later generations is that later generations value irrefutable evidence, but ancient emperors did not necessarily rely on it.

This not only concerns Li Yuanchang, but also the lives of countless people in the Prince of Han's mansion; he must treat it with utmost care.

The next day.

The 4,000-person team set off as scheduled, leaving Shanzhou.

Moreover, the speed was significantly faster than before, by more than half again, which made the Tibetan envoys themselves somewhat incredulous, thinking that Li Yuanchang had had a change of heart.

But actually, this is just Li Yuanchang wanting to be faster. If he didn't want to be faster, there are a million ways to make it faster.

To dispel the doubts of the Tibetan envoys, he began to frequently allow them to meet with Li Su.

Everything seemed to be moving quickly toward Baihai.

In just twenty days, the team arrived at Suoyang City, the capital of Guazhou in the Hexi Corridor, in mid-June!

This is a city built on a semi-desert, semi-oasis landscape. It was an important node on the ancient Silk Road, and a governor's office was established there during the Zhenguan era.

Because of its proximity to the Western Regions, the locals were mostly Hu people, whose culture was completely different from that of the Central Plains. The city of Sha was full of Hu people, Hu women, and Hu women.

The furnishings, both large and small, are predominantly in the style of the Hu people.

Upon arrival, Li Yuanchang ordered the entire troop to enter the city for a rest, which became a lively event in this important border town, attracting countless onlookers.

That night, the Black Ice Guard, through its excellent intelligence capabilities, accurately located the illusionist "Yin Zhu" who was active outside the city.

The identity of illusionists actually existed in the Tang Dynasty, and a large number of them emerged. They gained fame at the time through a series of illusions such as breathing fire and swallowing knives.

There were once some phenomena that could not be explained by human beings, and even Li Shimin met with several highly skilled illusionists from the Western Regions.

The night was dark and twilight was falling.

A tall, thin man wearing a black hood was escorted and secretly taken to a heavily guarded post station in the city.

Who are you?

"Where are you taking me?"

His Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly, and the unknown fear and the empty night wind caused a bead of cold sweat to trickle down his forehead.

He stopped quickly, and with a whoosh, the black hood was pulled off.

He had striking, shoulder-length red hair, black freckles tattooed on his face, and dressed in an extremely strange and unconventional manner. He looked to be around forty or fifty years old.

He looked around uneasily. The brazier was brightly lit, and a large number of cold, armored guards and fierce soldiers stood around him.

In the shadows, a young man leaned against a chair, looking quite upright.

"Who...who are you?"

"We have no grudge against each other, why are you arresting me?" The man's eyeliner was extremely black, and his appearance could scare a child to tears, but at this moment his legs were trembling.

He could clearly sense that everyone here had killed people and had a powerful background.

"Being able to speak Mandarin is great; it saves a lot of trouble."

"You are Yin Zhu?" The young man leaned forward slightly, his sculpted features illuminated by the brazier, making him appear heroic and imposing.

Yin Zhu's pupils contracted: "Han, the King of Han??"

His mind raced, trying to recall when he had ever offended such a person.

"Do you know me?" The one sitting in the armchair was Li Yuanchang.

"Everyone knows that His Highness the Prince of Han has arrived in Guazhou. Earlier today, Yin Zhu happened to catch a glimpse of him on the street." Yin Zhu smiled ingratiatingly.

"It's good that we know each other." Li Yuanchang stood up, his black hair cascading down his tall and imposing figure, making him appear particularly imposing.

"I've heard that you claim to be the number one illusionist in Guazhou, with the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

Yin Zhu shook his head violently.

"Your Highness, no, it's not about bringing the dead back to life, or resurrecting the dead. It's just a smokescreen, a smokescreen."

"Then demonstrate it to me, let me see that corpse dissection technique." Li Yuanchang said calmly, and ordered his men to untie him.

Yin Zhu swallowed hard, looking somewhat at a loss.

"Do what I tell you to do. If you do it well, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll even reward you handsomely." Li Yuanchang snapped his fingers, and a whole tray of gold and silver jewelry was brought up.

Yin Zhu's eyes lit up instantly, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Your Highness, the Prince of Han."

"But I need my stuff."

boom!

Chi Lian casually tossed out a black cloth frame: "Here it is."

Yin Zhu reflexively looked at Chi Lian; her manga-like, hot, curvaceous figure always attracted attention.

"If you keep looking, your eyes will be gouged out," Li Yuanchang said calmly.

Yin Zhu shuddered and immediately looked away, realizing that this was not a woman he could set his sights on.

He quickly picked up his black cloth frame, which was actually a strangely shaped box.

"Your Highness, I still need one more living person."

Li Yuanchang glanced at Chi Lian, who then ordered another serious criminal to be escorted out and brought into the Black Ice Platform of Suoyang City, where preparations were already underway.

Even if this person died from the rape and murder he committed, he deserved his fate.

Yin Zhu said nothing more and immediately began to operate. He first took out a bottle, took out a brown pill, and fed it to the serious offender.

The hardened criminal, who had been struggling, fell into a coma within ten breaths. The effect was astonishing, only slightly less effective than general anesthesia in later generations.

In ancient times, it was no easy feat to accomplish this, and Li Yuanchang, who was watching from the sidelines, began to look forward to it.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Zhu, looking withered and wrinkled, pulled out two silver needles, each as long as a middle finger, and pierced them diagonally into the back of the neck of the serious offender.

His technique was cunning and swift, without a drop of blood being shed.

Li Yuanchang approached and examined it closely. He could hardly see the silver needles with the naked eye. He then reached out to feel the breath and his face immediately darkened.

"How come he's still breathing?"

Yin Zhu quickly explained, "Your Highness, please wait a little longer; the breathing will stop soon."

"It will take some time to seal the air vent."

Li Yuanchang had no choice but to wait patiently.

A moment later, when Yin Zhu signaled that it was okay, Chi Lian reached out, her beautiful face slightly surprised: "Your Highness, she really isn't breathing."

"There's no pulse either."

Guo Chao and the others looked at him in astonishment. In just a few moments, the person had no pulse or breathing?

Li Yuanchang personally took the time to feel the pulse of the prisoners, even pressing his hand against their chests to feel their heartbeats.

What's extremely strange is that there was no pulse, no heartbeat, and not even breathing. He was a dead man!

Li Yuanchang was shocked!

As a person from the 21st century, he knew very well that if these vital signs disappeared, the person was dead.

Are you sure he can wake up?