Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The sound stopped abruptly, as if to give everyone time to think.

From an outsider's perspective, Jun Yunxin's eyes were clear and bright, and coupled with her petite figure, she appeared innocent and adorable.

It's hard to imagine that such a small person could say such cruel things.

But no one present showed any emotional fluctuation. The Painting Saint drank his wine by himself, Commander Shang Zhang began to observe the sand table in front of him, and Granny Flower Arrangement lowered her head, seemingly not intending to express her opinion.

Mu An's thoughts wandered, pondering the palace's resources and whether such a direct approach might cause problems.

There's a saying that the more you plan, the more mistakes you make. Sometimes, just going for it can actually lead to success.

However, in reality, in most cases, acting recklessly is not advisable.

Although he had thought a lot, Mu An did not speak. The people present were all of higher status and their understanding of the royal family was far superior to his.

As a little Karami, he just listened.

As he expected, after a short while, Commander Shangzhang, who always preferred to plan before acting, spoke up first.

"Your Highness, there are many powerful forces in the capital, including the Dark Feather Guard, the Celestial Surveillance Bureau, the Dragon Guard Court, the Celestial Patrol Bureau, the eunuchs of the South Tower, and the lineage of the Sage of Literature."

Various forces have gathered in the capital, and the number of their experts is still unknown. If we directly launch a military campaign, we may very well become the target of everyone's attacks.

Jun Yunxin did not get angry when someone refuted her.

It's good to have opinions; the real problem is when all viewpoints are unanimously agreed upon.

She nodded to Commander Shangzhang, indicating her agreement with his statement.

"Commander Lu is right. If we directly attack the capital, we will inevitably face these forces, and we will all die without a burial place."

But Father's serious illness created the best opportunity for us.

She leaned forward and pointed to a tall tower in the model, which was the thirty-six-story tower of the Observatory.

"The people of the Imperial Observatory have never participated in the struggle for imperial power, and their chief observer has repeatedly tried to curry favor with me, so there is no need to worry."

After saying that, she turned and pointed to a small hill behind the model, which was the location of the Dragon Guard Court.

"The people of the Dragon Guard only protect the royal bloodline. My brother and I are both legitimate members of the royal family. They will not interfere with our actions in the internal strife."

Perhaps the model was too large, or perhaps her arms were too short, but Jun Yunxin stretched out her arms but couldn't point to the spot she wanted to point to for a long time.

She simply lifted her skirt, stood directly on the table, walked behind the model, and grabbed a palace with her hand.

"The lineage of the Sage of Literature is a problem. The Prime Minister has always disliked me, and many officials in the court also have a lot of opinions about me. This is indeed my problem, but I do not intend to admit my mistakes to them."

As she spoke, Jun Yunxin turned to look at the painting master who was drinking by himself.

"In exchange for two paintings, the lineage of the Sage of Literature was prevented from leaving the Wenchang Hall."

The painting master nodded slightly and toasted Jun Yunxin, acknowledging the deal.

Seeing Hua Shengchao toast her, Jun Yunxin's eyes lit up slightly, and a brilliant idea flashed in her mind.

She glanced at Lin Li triumphantly, then, mimicking the master painter, poured herself a small cup of wine and drank it down in one gulp under Lin Li's helpless gaze.

After finishing her drink, she stuck out her tongue and licked her pink lips.

(๑*◡*๑)

Delicious!

Knowing she couldn't go too far, Jun Yunxin put down her glass after drinking one cup and pointed to a group of buildings on the south side of the palace.

"The South Tower of the Eunuchs: The eunuchs in the palace practice a method of rapid success. They are quite powerful and numerous, making them one of the top forces in the palace."

The four chief eunuchs who followed the emperor were also powerful figures among the Celestial Martial Saints, possessing extraordinary strength.

But they only obey their father, and since he is currently seriously ill, there is no need to worry too much…”

As she spoke, Jun Yunxin realized that it was inappropriate. She touched her chin and muttered to herself.

"This place is still in doubt for now, but according to the intelligence I have gathered, they have not sided with any of the princes. If something unexpected really happens, the worst outcome will be that we withdraw from the capital and hold Lingzhou."

Despite saying some irresponsible things, Jun Yunxin felt no shame. She took a few steps and pointed to a secluded corner.

"This corner is the territory of the Sky Patrol Division. The Twelve Patrol Angels are indeed quite powerful, but they are scattered throughout the Great Qi Kingdom and have many duties. They will not return to the capital without orders, so there is no need to worry."

"Finally, there are the Dark Feather Guards..."

When the Dark Feather Guards were mentioned, Jun Yunxin turned around, ran from one end of the table to the other, and squatted down to look at Mu An.

She blinked, her red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to speak, but remained silent for a long time.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Mu An spoke up: "What are your orders, Your Highness? I will certainly do my best to help you."

The little figure squatting down scratched her hair, seemingly troubled. She puffed out her cheeks and spoke with a lack of confidence.

"I know you enjoy beheading people, but this is the palace. And no matter what, they are my brothers. You need to be mindful of your behavior..."

Halfway through her sentence, Jun Yunxin ignored Mu An's stunned expression and patted his shoulder with her delicate white hand.

"Alright, I promise you, this time you'll behave yourself and be more mindful of your image when you kill. When you return, I'll arrange for a group of men to go to the mountains and have a good time killing..."

Looking at Jun Yunxin, who was talking to herself and acting as if she was doing it for his own good, Mu An felt exhausted. He turned his head and looked at Lin Li with pity.

Lin Li happened to be looking at him and gave him an apologetic smile.

The smile was sincere yet awkward, full of apology; he was practically ready to kowtow on the spot.

Having such a master must be a tough job for a maid.

When did he start liking to chop people's heads? Wasn't building the Jingguan (a mound of heads) your request? Also, how did he suddenly become a serial killer?

Fine, fine, he'll slack off after this is over! Let whoever wants to do it do it! He's going to take it easy!

Ugh……

It was all for naught. I'll write this down!

In the future, when setting up memorial tablets, a portion of the offerings will be withheld!

Jun Yunxin, who was squatting on the table, had no idea what Mu An and Lin Li were thinking. As she was talking, she stood up and walked around the table.

Her little mouth chattered on and on, first discussing the mindset of the other princes, and finally drawing a conclusion:

The other princes will certainly not be afraid of battle and will definitely fight them at the Vermilion Bird Gate.

This is a battle of destiny; whoever wins will become the crown prince.

In the end, Jun Yunxin waved her hand and gestured as if surveying the landscape.

"In short, we have an absolute advantage in the number of skilled fighters. As long as we kill them, victory is ours!"

Their high morale made it seem as if the outcome was already decided and victory was just around the corner.

"And what about His Majesty? Now that we've taken control of the palace, what should we do with His Majesty?"

The flower-arranging grandma's sudden remark silenced Jun Yunxin. She froze for a long time, her cheeks flushed, before she finally managed to reply loudly with her neck stiffened.

"You don't need to worry about it. I'll handle things with Father Emperor myself."

Seeing Jun Yunxin's attitude, Commander Shangzhang and Granny Hua exchanged a glance, hiding their emotions in their hearts.

Mu An didn't have too many thoughts on this; with his current strength, he was confident he could protect himself.

He would never object to whatever the little princess wanted to do.

Not killing him isn't necessarily a bad thing; having a mascot emperor on one's head is better than killing one's father and seizing the throne.

The meeting ended hastily. Although Jun Yunxin arranged accommodations for the group at Lingxiao Pavilion, only Mu An really needed them.

The moment Mu An stepped out of the door on the thirtieth floor of Lingxiao Pavilion, Granny Flower Arranger and Commander Shangzhang had already walked up to her side.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, would you have time tonight to have a long chat with us?"

Before Mu An could agree, Lin Li, who had witnessed this scene, also came over. She gracefully bowed and said softly.

"As fellow young people, Your Highness wishes to invite Lord Mu for a cup of tea and some desserts. I wonder if you are free tonight?"

Faced with invitations from both sides, Mu An instantly realized something. He nodded apologetically to Granny Flower Arranger and Commander Shangzhang, then turned to look at Lin Li.

"Please lead the way, Miss Lin."