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Chapter 148 Qian Renxue's Decision-Coup d'état!
Bibi Dong was sitting at the desk, holding a quill in her hand, and a blank sheet of paper was spread out in front of her eyes.

There was a nervous and apprehensive expression on her delicate face, and complex lights shone in those beautiful eyes.

She wanted to write a letter to Qian Renxue, this was the first time she wrote to Qian Renxue as a mother.

Qian Renxue, this name always reminded her involuntarily of her biological father, that secret room, those heart-piercing, dark days of despair.

But all of this has passed. If his fate was a tragedy created by God, then this tragedy should not have continued to his daughter.

Bibi Dong suddenly understood her mistake at the moment of life and death.

Losing the influence of Rosha's divine thoughts, kindness and motherhood returned to her heart

She remembered her attitude towards Qian Renxue these years, she was too indifferent and harsh to her daughter.

She understood that she should give Qian Renxue more warmth and care.She understood that she should let Qian Renxue come back to her and give her a new life.

Because the pattern of the mainland has changed now, it is extremely dangerous to let her daughter stay in the heart of the enemy.

Because now that goal at that time is no longer important, and it is not worth sacrificing anything.

Because now she only has her own daughter left.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and made up her mind.She began to write on the white paper:
"My daughter, how are you?"

Inside the Imperial Palace of Heaven Dou City.

Qian Renxue was a little surprised when she received Bibi Dong's letter, because she hadn't heard from her mother for a long time.

She opened the envelope and took out the letter paper, which was written in Bibi Dongjuanxiu's handwriting.

Qian Renxue read the contents of the letter carefully, and she felt a strange emotion.

When I saw the first sentence on the letter paper, I felt an incredible shock.The letter said: "My daughter, how are you?" This is her mother's handwriting, which is what her mother called her.

She has never been called a daughter by her mother. She has been regarded by her mother as a tool and a burden since she was a child.Bibi Dong never gave any warmth or care, only coldness and sternness.

So when she saw her mother calling her her daughter for the first time, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable emotion.It was a complex and chaotic emotion, with surprise, touch, doubt and even a trace of rejection.

After reading the letter, she felt a heartbeat she had never felt before.The warm words inside made her unable to help but imagine her mother's smile and hug. She imagined her new life and family. She imagined that she could get rid of her undercover identity and become an ordinary and happy girl.

Qian Renxue had mixed feelings, she didn't know why Bibi Dong suddenly changed her attitude, or if there was something hidden.She didn't know how she should respond to her mother's expectations, or whether she should follow her mother's advice.

The recent international situation has changed dramatically, and this turbulent environment is Qian Renxue's opportunity.Qian Renxue felt that she was getting closer and closer to success, and she only needed to wait for the right time to achieve the ultimate goal.

Qian Renxue crumpled up the letter paper and threw it into the brazier.She watched as the letter paper was consumed by the flames, reduced to ashes.She suppressed the wave in her heart, only firmness and determination remained, even if she wanted to go back, she would return to the Hall of Spirits with glory and blood.

Qian Renxue stood in front of the window, looking at the gloomy evening scenery of the imperial capital.

There was a look of worry and determination in her eyes.

The situation is changing.

A large number of nobles died suddenly for no reason, and many dark forces began to move around.

Some say it's God's will, some say it's a conspiracy, some say it's an opportunity.

Qian Renxue didn't know the truth, and didn't care about the truth.She only cares about her goals.

She wasn't content to continue as an undercover agent in disguise.

Qian Renxue shook the bell on the table, and the soft ringing echoed in the silent room.

She looked up and scanned the room.Her gaze paused for a moment in the corner of the shadow, and then she saw a black figure suddenly emerge from there.

It was a man dressed in black with a vague face, his figure was flexible and hidden, and his breath was indifferent and steady.

He is a thousand assassins who are responsible for carrying out her secret orders.Shadow Demon Martial Soul, they are born killers, they are the blades in the shadows of thousands of families, and it is he who poisoned Emperor Xue Ye in the other world line.

The assassin stepped from the shadows to the table, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head.

"You called me?"

He said in a low and hoarse voice.

"I have a task for you."

Qian Renxue opened the drawer, and there was a luxurious box inside, and a crystal bead lay quietly in the box.

This is a rare and precious poison, "Qian Yu Ning Zhen"

It can slowly release deadly toxins in the human body, causing people to die unconsciously in their sleep without any symptoms or signs.

Qian Renxue put on the gloves, carefully picked up the bead, and handed it to the assassin.

"Put this in the king's bedtime soup tonight." Qian Renxue said, "In this way, he will sleep forever in his dream and never wake up again."

"Yes, master." The assassin said, "I will surely fulfill my mission."

The assassin turned into a shadow and disappeared into the hall.

Qian Renxue withdrew her hand and closed the drawer.Her deep eyes penetrated the door, as if looking at the king sitting on the throne in the distant hall.

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and her heart was full of anticipation and victory.

Qian Renxue knew that tonight was her time, tonight she would get rid of this puppet-like undercover time.

Corridor in the palace
A maid walked lightly on the red carpet, holding a white porcelain bowl in her hand, which contained decoction, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.She is wearing a black and white maid uniform, a small lace flower in her hair, and a respectful and humble smile on her face.

She is the king's most trusted maid, and she will bring him sleeping potions every night, so that the king can get a little comfort from his troubles and worries.

She came to the door of the king's chamber, where stood two servants in armor, holding long swords, watching her warily.

She knocked lightly on the door, and one of the attendants came over, looked at her with cold eyes, then reached out and picked up a silver spoon beside the bowl.

He filled a spoonful of decoction, put it to his mouth, and tasted it carefully.He didn't find anything unusual, so he nodded and motioned for her to go in.The other attendant didn't speak either, but just signaled her not to disturb the king with his eyes.

She pushed open the door of the bedroom and walked into the king's private space.

The layout here is very gorgeous and rich, with all kinds of precious paintings and tapestries hanging on the walls, thick woolen carpets on the floor, silk curtains on the windows, and various carved furniture and precious ornaments in the house. .

She saw the king sitting at the table, looking down at piles of documents and letters, his forehead was covered with wrinkles and beads of sweat, and his eyes showed fatigue and melancholy.

He is old, and he has already handed over most of his official duties to the prince, but today is different. At this time, his country is facing various crises and threats. The reports sent from various places are not optimistic, and news is constantly being sent. The secret letter just now mentioned that another duke died for no apparent reason.

He had to be busy with government affairs and military affairs every day, and a lot of mental exhaustion made him rely on drugs to fall asleep every night.

The maid walked to the king's side and called softly, "Your Majesty."

The king looked up and saw her.He gave a faint smile and said, "Yes, Maria. Have you brought me another sleeping pill for tonight?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. Please drink this bowl of medicine, it will make you feel comfortable and peaceful."

She set the bowl on the edge of the king's table, and stepped back.The king took the bowl, brought it to his lips, and drank.

He felt the soup warm and sweet, flowing down his throat and spreading in his chest.He felt himself relax a bit and said, "Thank you, Maria. You have always been so considerate and loyal."

She lowered her head and said, "This is what I should do, Your Majesty. Please rest well, and I will take my leave first." The maid turned and walked towards the door, closing it gently.

The maid retreated out of the bedroom, and at this moment, by the high transom window, a shadow was slowly creeping, following the shadow between the cracks in the wall, it quietly approached the king's desk.

The king was concentrating on flipping through the files, his brows were furrowed, and his fingers kept flipping through the files. His heart was full of worry and helplessness. The situation in various places was not optimistic. Just around the corner, and he must appease these "wild dogs" while stabilizing the operation of the country.

The king put down the file, pinched his nose, and relaxed his tired eyes.

The assassin seized this fleeting opportunity, took advantage of the moment when the king closed his eyes, held the highly poisonous crystal bead with his shadow, and threw it into the bowl.

The beads melted quickly in the soup like ice and snow touching coals.He immediately withdrew his shadow and quietly retreated to the transom window, preparing to escape from here.

The king didn't notice anything unusual, he picked up the file again and continued to read the document.He wanted to know as much as possible about the current situation, and the nobles and generals who came from all over the court tomorrow needed him to make a decision.

until late at night.The midnight bell rang outside the window, and the king stopped reading. He looked at the cold soup on the table and shook his head, and drank the rest of the soup in one gulp.

He needs a good rest now to deal with the storm in the court tomorrow.

But the king will not wake up tonight, the poison of Qianyu Ningzhen will make him fall into an eternal sleep.

(End of this chapter)