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

For Yu Mu'an, there was little difference between night and day; looking around, he could see the situation in the distance.

There wasn't a single Martial Saint among them, yet a mere Innate Realm cultivator with three hundred Imperial Guards dared to surround Yongning Palace.

I don't know who gave them the guts.

He lowered his head slightly, his senses covering the entire Yongning Palace.

One, two, three—including himself, there are now three martial saints in Yongning Palace, plus the old master painter sitting by the window painting.

He glanced at Yongning Palace, then at the three hundred imperial guards surrounding it, and scoffed.

Tsk! There aren't enough people for him to chop down by himself.

Having seen so many grand occasions, Mu An felt a pang of sadness, and his mind drifted back to the trials and tribulations of the past.

What does the Second Prince mean by sending so few people? Who does he think he is?

Back when he was just a lowly henchman, he would wield a sword and slash his way from the east to the west of Black Bear Village. He himself didn't even know how many people he had killed.

Now that his cultivation has greatly increased, he sends three hundred people. Isn't that looking down on him?

Well, these Imperial Guards aren't those damned bandits after all. They should be civilized and elegant!

This time, he was determined to prove that he, Mu An, one of the Seven Stars of the Dark Feather Guard, the Kaiyang Envoy, a high-ranking official of the third rank, and the "Snow Moon Immortal" hailed by countless courtesans, was absolutely not a murderous maniac!

Thinking it over, he jumped off the roof and leaped into the house through the window.

He stood still, holding his sword, and looked at Jun Yunxin.

"Your Highness, we have successfully surrounded the enemy. When do we make our move? Just give the word, and I'll go and kill the people outside."

"puff--"

Jun Yunxin, who was drinking tea, choked suddenly, spraying the tea she had just put into her mouth all over Lin Li's face, who was sitting opposite her.

From the moment it got dark, she had been thinking about how to face her father, the emperor, on his sickbed after she killed her second brother.

A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. Perhaps her father treated her so well because of her special status, rather than out of a father's deep love for his daughter.

But no matter what, there's really nothing to criticize about how her father treated her. On the contrary, she, as his daughter, has caused him a lot of trouble since she was a child.

To be honest, in her past life, she experienced kinship that should not have belonged to royalty.

She could never bring herself to commit patricide.

With a coup imminent, how to face her father at that time is indeed a difficult problem for Jun Yunxin.

Apologize with a bundle of thorns on his back? Could he really get beaten up?

She hasn't been feeling well lately, and she might faint on the spot. I don't want the father and daughter to die together in the palace.

He brought along several of his henchmen and transformed himself into a major villain?

That doesn't seem like a good idea either, since no matter what she thinks, she's the one who made the mistake.

Even though she had already made up her mind, when the moment came, the girl couldn't help but let her mind wander.

To ease her tension, Jun Yunxin had already drunk three cups of tea.

Startled by this, Mu An spat out all the tea in her mouth before she could react.

Seeing Lin Li's wet hair, Jun Yunxin felt somewhat guilty after regaining her senses.

"Your Highness? Miss Lin? Are you alright?" Mu An spoke up immediately, trying to cover up the fact that she was the one who caused Jun Yunxin to choke.

"It's all his fault for suddenly jumping in! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so scared. Are you alright?" Jun Yunxin decisively picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped Lin Li's face, not forgetting to shift all the blame onto Mu An.

She moved very carefully, her voice soft and sweet, almost like she was being coquettish. The two of them were face to face, almost touching.

Lin Li just smiled foolishly, not caring at all that the tea had sprayed all over her face, her gaze never leaving Jun Yunxin's face for a moment.

If you look closely, you can see that her cheeks are slightly flushed, whether from the heat or something else.

In any case, from Mu An's perspective, it didn't look hot at all. As for what the little princess thought, Mu An said that she couldn't lead the child astray, nor could she ruin Lin Li's good deed.

Seeing the scent of oranges filling the air, Mu An, after holding back for a while, couldn't help but interrupt.

"Your Highness, shall we make our move?"

"Don't be ridiculous! This is the imperial palace, not Lingzhou, much less Qishan. Those outside are the Imperial Guards, not bandits! What do you think you're doing? We agreed to act at dawn. Are you in such a hurry to be reborn?"

The girl in the fox fur coat seemed somewhat ashamed and indignant, and shouted loudly at Mu An for a long time.

Mu An wasn't angry at being scolded. He shrugged and wisely turned his back.

A girl is a girl, it's no big deal, why be so shy?

Since she wasn't a real child, Jun Yunxin naturally noticed Lin Li's unusual behavior.

She immediately realized that there were other people watching, not just the two of them. Her face flushed, and she quickly overtook Lin Li, her breathing becoming rapid.

But Lin Li had no intention of letting her go. The disrespectful maid grabbed her small hand that was trying to pull away and pressed her head into her arms.

The warm yet slightly damp sensation made Jun Yunxin's cheeks flush red, and she didn't get up for a long time, enjoying Lin Li's gentle caress.

She tilted her head, burying her face in it, like a shy kitten hiding herself away.

If you can't see it, then you naturally don't need to feel ashamed.

More importantly, Lin Li's hands are really comfortable, allowing her to temporarily forget her troubles.

The master and servant had flushed cheeks and their hair was a little messy.

Having watched the whole thing, Mu An shook his head. He turned his back, picked up the Flowing Cloud in his hand, and examined it closely by the candlelight.

The torches outside the window drew closer and closer, finally stopping about three hundred meters from the palace. The flickering flames dispelled the darkness and illuminated the area around Yongning Palace.

They've already got the enemy right in front of them, and instead of trying to kill them, they're getting involved in flirting.

Ugh……

Oh well, it's a game I won by default anyway, so whatever.

Silently thinking to herself, Mu An subtly shifted her position and stood behind the flower arranging grandmother.

I didn't realize it before, but now it seems the older generation is more mature and steady.

Look at that unflappable expression; he's clearly someone who's seen it all.

He stepped back so that Jun Yunxin wouldn't see him, lest the furious little princess take her anger out on him.

He was indebted to the princess, and his cultivation was entirely dependent on her. He was too embarrassed to argue with her even when she scolded him.

The waiting time wasn't long. Mu An first counted the number of torches outside, and then counted the exact number of Imperial Guards.

Three groups of imperial guards came and went, and Mu An counted them three times.

Four hundred and ninety-eight torches, one thousand one hundred and twenty-nine people.

That's strange. Why isn't the Imperial Guard's organization a round number? Could it be that I miscounted?

Unconvinced, Mu An counted two more times and finally concluded that someone must have embezzled military funds, resulting in a significant reduction in the Imperial Guard's ranks!

No problem, the Great Qi Dynasty has its own unique national circumstances!