It is night.
The moonlight is like water, gently rippling in the night sky.
In the courtyard, the night breeze brushed through the leaves, creating a rustling sound, gradually adding a touch of unrest to the silent night.
Suddenly, Mu Ruyue, lying in bed, opened her eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through her pupils. Then, with a swish, countless flying swords sliced through the window, falling towards Mu Ruyue at lightning speed.
Mu Ruyue didn't speak. Flames ignited fiercely on her body, causing those flying swords to turn to ash before they even reached her...
Soon, silhouettes in white burst through the window, standing in front of Mu Ruyue.
"Who are you?"
Mu Ruyue slightly frowned, asking calmly.
She had only one enemy in the Imperial City, which was Sun Yao, the Great Commander.
But she believed that Sun Yao, who knew her and Huanghui's abilities, would not send such insects to assassinate her.
So, these people definitely weren't Sun Yao's men.
"Humph."
