C3

To the north of the Imperial City, there was a large mansion. Compared to Four Marquises's, this mansion was even more imposing and did not belong to the imperial family.

This was the general's estate.

The pavilion was made of water, and it was made of jade and glass. Its grandeur was only second to that of the general's mansion of the royal palace.

Compared to the previous general's residence, however, today's residence was filled with a terrifying killing intent.

Blood formed rivers as far as the eye could see, and miserable cries rang out continuously. It was extremely terrifying.

A handsome man with a face as cold and silent as ice and snow stood among the guards. His face was expressionless as he watched as each of his lives disappeared one by one.

Two guards dragged out an old woman, and a young girl about thirteen or fourteen years old.

What made people's eyeballs pop out was that the people outside were screaming as blood spurted into the sky. That white and tender girl was actually sleeping soundly.

Everyone said General Su had a silly daughter. It seemed that it was true.

The young girl was brought before the stern man, and the guard respectfully kneeled down. "Your Majesty, this is the daughter of a sinful subject, Su Xiaoxiao."

The old lady was already scared to the point that her face was pale and she was trembling nonstop. The girl was still snoring soundly in her sleep.

"Wake her up." A cold, pleasant yet imposing voice rang out. The man dressed in the dragon robe spoke faintly.

A bucket of water was poured over her head. The young girl who was sleeping soundly wrinkled her nose and struggled to open her eyes.

Du Yuxi saw dazzling sunlight sifting down from the treetops and shining in her eyes.

Du Yuqing saw a man who used his height to completely crush her, looking down on her from above.

The wind passed through the crowd and brushed against the man dressed in the bright yellow dragon robe. It was as if it felt a trace of the dragon's might. It stopped for a moment before it turned around and brushed against the confused young girl's face.

Du Yuxi saw the confused expression on the girl's face, which was followed by anger on his face.

"What are you doing? COS? A movie? Where is the director? Who was in charge? Who brought me here as an actor? Do you know how precious my time is? "God, this must be a prank. My clothes, uncle, please don't stand in my way …"

Du Yuqing looked at her strange clothes and body covered in water. She wished she could call the person in charge to her right away.

Du Yuxi's expression didn't change at all when he heard the string of weird words in her mouth. He looked at the girl without batting an eyelid.

The surrounding guards were all elites that had been selected after many rounds of experience, but they were all scared silly by the little girl's actions.

She was the daughter of a sinner, yet she dared to make a ruckus in front of the king. Furthermore, what did she shout just now?

Uncle?

She called him "Uncle"?

"What the hell is God doing!" Du Yuqing couldn't help but want to roll her eyes. She didn't forget that she still had to catch a plane to participate in the space-time molecule thesis competition.

"Please, give way. If you miss the plane, you'll have to fly me to America." Du Yuqing hurriedly walked out. She had been busy day and night reversal recently and must have been dragged here by the members of the cos faction as a corpse. Yu Xiaoxue had gone overboard. She said that she had been busy lately and didn't have time to play COS with her …

"Clang!" With a crisp sound, Du Yuqing drew her sword from its sheath and stopped in her tracks.

The sword reflected the bright sunlight, reflecting into the eyes of the girl who was still young.

A sharp killing intent was emitted from the sword.

Du Yuxi's personal bodyguard, Mo Yang, had already drawn his sword.

Du Yuqing's expression finally changed. Carefully, she stretched out her hand towards the glittering sword.

It's not a prop, it's a real sword …

This time, Du Yuqing carefully observed the handsome man in the bright yellow robe. Du Yuqing's mind was fine, but occasionally her mind was slow. Finally, four words came out: "Ruler's Qi".

The cold young man standing amongst the guards had an absolutely domineering aura of an emperor.

"Miss, hurry up and leave …" A man rushed in, covered in blood. He was dressed like a servant, but his movements were exceptionally agile.

In fact, everyone in the general's residence was not a weak scholar.

However, before the injured servant could reach Du Yuqing, one of his legs was gone and he fell to the ground.

A young guard's sword was dripping with blood, his expression full of interest.

"White clothes." Another young guard who was slightly more composed seemed to be dissatisfied with such a cruel action. He stepped forward and lightly slit the throat of a servant who was about to faint.

Blood spurted out in three seconds. Du Yuqing took three steps back, her legs went limp, and she collapsed on the ground.

"Killing …" "He's killed …" Du Yuqing muttered as she looked at the gurgling blood.

"Miss." The old lady's trembling voice rang out as she immediately rushed over to support Du Yuqing.

"Ah …" Don't touch me! " Du Yuqing was terrified. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.

Regardless of whether she was a genius or not, she was still a young girl that wasn't even twenty years old. It was impossible for her to endure such a bloody scene.

However, the bloodiest part was still to come.