After saving the Empress, I became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

The change came so quickly that everyone in the room was on edge, their hearts pounding like thunder, but the Kitchen God seemed to be strolling leisurely, unhurried and unperturbed.

Qin Yuanyao slashed down with her sword!

He dodged to the side.

A guard in imperial guards slashed horizontally from behind, but he bent down to avoid the blow, then kicked a tree trunk. The falling leaves rustled, and he used the momentum to fly up and kick the guard in the chin!

"puff!"

The imperial guard coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Hiss hiss hiss!" The blade moved like the wind.

The two sides exchanged blows for several more rounds.

Qin Yuanyao's eyes darkened. She truly hadn't expected this person's martial arts skills to be so high! How could they have dodged their attack so easily?!

She roared, "You all stand guard!"

The female assistant personally took up her knife, caught up with the Kitchen God, and, wielding the knife with both hands, changed her slashing motion to a thrusting motion, fiercely stabbing at the Kitchen God!

The Kitchen God, however, used his skillful strength to slightly sway his body and press down on the back of the knife with his hand.

Qin Yuanyao snorted coldly, twirling the knife with both hands. The force was so great that the Kitchen God couldn't help but gasp in surprise and immediately let go.

Qin Yuanyao slashed again with her sword, but the man's figure flickered, retreating several steps, his speed even faster than Qin Yuanyao's! The sword couldn't catch him!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two imperial guards attacked from the left and right, but the Kitchen God only slightly turned his body to the side to dodge their knives, threw a punch to the left, and with a burst of strength from his waist, swung a whip kick to the right!

A punch landed squarely on someone's lungs, and a kick struck someone in the neck.

The former collapsed to the ground coughing up blood, his face contorted in pain, while the latter fell limply to the ground, without even uttering a scream.

Qin Yuanyao's expression changed, and she gritted her teeth.

This was a scene she had never witnessed in her life.

Originally, they thought that according to that person's plan, they should capture the leader first and take down the thief in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, this person's martial arts skills were several levels above theirs! It's simply unbelievable!

Not only was it a futile effort, but three people were also killed in an instant.

The Kitchen God's eyes, like flickering candlelight, gazed at the pale-faced female assistant.

"Since Lord Qin is here... then..."

The remaining half of the sentence, "There's no need to go any further," was not yet uttered.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of silver light pierced through the woods under the moonlight!

It's coming straight at the Kitchen God!

His pupils contracted, and without the slightest hesitation, he took a half-step back.

"Snap!"

The person managed to escape.

The Kitchen God's mask was shot off and fell to the ground, revealing the Kitchen God's true face.

Qin Yuanyao looked up and saw that the man was thin and upright with a short beard under his chin.

Upon seeing that face, her voice turned cold. She gritted her teeth and uttered the person's name, word by word: "Mu! Zi! Ying!"

"How could it be you, you scoundrel?"

Qin Yuanyao's eyes widened.

She could roughly guess that Mu Ziying was a follower of the Heavenly Principle Sect, but she never expected that this scoundrel Mu Ziying was actually the Right Protector of the Heavenly Principle Sect!

Qin Yuanyao retorted, "Did you disguise yourself? Did you impersonate an official of my Great Liang Dynasty?"

Mu Ziying had a wife, two sons, and a daughter, all of whom were already in prison. These people were crying and saying they didn't know anything. If Mu Ziying was really dead, then it would make sense for the other party to be impersonating him.

Mu Ziying glanced at the Kitchen God mask on the ground, then after a couple of breaths, looked away and shook her head, saying, "It's not an impersonation. I am Mu Ziying, and Mu Ziying is me."

Qin Yuanyao frowned and asked, "What about your wife and children in the capital?"

Mu Ziying said, "They are all my real wife and children."

Qin Yuanyao took a slight breath, her gaze darkening: "You have such a vicious heart."

Regardless of whether the other party was some kind of Right Protector, just the fact that he had kidnapped the officials of the Eastern Palace meant his wife and children would not survive. What terrified her even more was that this person didn't lie to her at all.

Mu Ziying's eyes were indifferent: "If I had no wife and children, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to serve as an official in the Southern Dynasty."

Qin Yuanyao snorted coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

A man's wife and children are his leverage; only with leverage can others trust him. Yet this man is so heartless and ungrateful, completely disregarding the life and death of his wife and children.

At this time.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Several more arrows were fired from the forest, but Mu Ziying, dressed in black, had been observing the arrows closely, and this time he managed to dodge them all. After all, arrows are not firearms, and their trajectory is predictable.

Qin Yuanyao's eyes were gloomy. The sound of ping-pong balls kept coming from not far away. She glanced over and saw that the men with knives around her had been dealt with.

The two disciples on the other side were indeed extraordinary; although they were injured, her men were unable to subdue them for the time being.

Footsteps approached from afar, and Qin Yuanyao's heart sank. If they couldn't quickly defeat the enemy, they feared they would be surrounded and attacked instead!

With a flick of her wrist, she took a step forward and charged at her opponent again!

……

……

A few oil lamps flickered in the prison cell.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Fearing that the female officials would scream, Mu Ziying ordered his disciples to tie up seven or eight of them by the back of their hands and stuff strips of cloth into their mouths, so they could only sob incessantly.

Master and senior brother left.

The slender Hao Yuheng, carrying a knife, left through the window with a grin, glancing at the cell to his left.

There were four female officials imprisoned inside, all of them beautiful. He had visited the best brothels in the north and felt that these women were worlds apart from the women in those brothels.

Hao Yuheng squatted down with a grin, reached out and touched the face of a female official. It was so smooth that a thought struck him.

The female official looked terrified and kept shrinking back.

Hao Yuheng laughed heartily, "His Highness has already promised you all to us, so why are you running away?"

His eyes swept over them, and the other three female officials were even more terrified, all shrinking back and trembling.

Hao Yuheng laughed and said, "My senior brothers are all very old-fashioned. You're avoiding me now, but when you get lonely later, you'll probably miss me." He chuckled a few times as he spoke.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the woman imprisoned in the opposite cell. There were three people in that cell.

A maid had overestimated her abilities and tried to ambush her master, but the master kicked her twice, nearly killing her. Another maid was now taking care of her.

The most beautiful princess of Tang was holding the maid's hand with a worried expression.

The master instructed that as long as these three did not shout or yell, they did not need to be tied with ropes.

Hao Yuheng glanced at the noble Princess Tang, slowly approached, and neared the iron fence, turning a bunch of keys hanging from his right index finger.

"Hey, you," he called out.

Zhu Jiamu's expression turned cold, and he glanced at him indifferently.

Hao Yuheng laughed and said, "Little sister, you're so pretty. Call me 'good brother,' and I'll let you out, okay?"

Zhu Jiamo lowered her eyelids, ignoring him, and continued to hold the maid's hand.

Hao Yuheng glanced at the tightly closed door and laughed, "I'm not Xing Kaiyang. The King of Wu said he'd let you be his bride tonight. He's a man of his word, how can you not take it? Come on, Xing Kaiyang won't let you be the bride, but Brother Hao will."

Zhu Jiamo's face suddenly turned pale, and she said in a hurried and cold voice, "Your master will be back soon."

He took the key and knocked on the iron gate, chuckling as he said:

"After Master captured Ning Baixuan, he went to see that Prince Xin, and he won't be back for a while."

talking.

He held the knife against the door of the inner room so that anyone coming in would have to knock.

He was a little worried, so he waited a while longer. When he saw that his master and fellow disciples had not returned, he went back.

As he opened the cell door, he smiled at Zhu Jiamo and said, "Xing Kaiyang is blind in one eye. I know you definitely look down on him. It's okay. You can marry him after tonight. If he treats you badly in the future, just come to your brother."

He chuckled and "click" opened the cell door.