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Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen was instantly filled with rage, his anger flaring up like a raging fire. His originally deep and sharp eyes now burned with intensity.
He slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacups to jump and tea to splash everywhere.
He shouted angrily, "How outrageous! How dare anyone act so recklessly under my very nose! Immediately investigate this matter thoroughly; I want to uncover the mastermind behind this! I must see who has the audacity to touch my Consort Jing! They must be out of their minds!"
With that, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and muscular arms, his fists clenched tightly, the knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
Through gritted teeth, he said, "My Consort Jing is not someone you lowly scoundrels can easily lay a hand on! You must be tired of living!"
His imposing demeanor would likely make an uninformed observer believe he was ready to personally hunt down the so-called assassin.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu quietly watched Jiang Chen's furious and anxious expression, finding it somewhat amusing.
She thought to herself: This emperor, who usually stands high above others with unmatched authority, now resembles a child guarding its treasures, afraid that someone might take away what he loves. It’s rather endearing!
However, despite her inner thoughts, Lin Yu maintained an appearance of delicate fragility and vulnerability.
After all, she was in a precarious situation where a single misstep could lead to dire consequences.
Thus, she gently parted her lips and trembled as she spoke in a soft and melodious voice, "Your Majesty, I am so scared..." As she spoke, she reached out her slender hand to lightly grasp Jiang Chen's sleeve, resembling a flower swaying in the wind, evoking sympathy.
Her beautiful face was filled with fear and grievance, her large watery eyes brimming with tears that sparkled like jewels in their sockets, threatening to spill over at any moment.
Upon seeing Lin Yu's tearful expression resembling that of a weeping pear blossom, Jiang Chen felt as if his heart had been struck hard by something. A wave of tenderness surged within him.
"Consort Jing, don’t be afraid. With me here, no one can harm you!" The emperor thumped his broad chest with determination and resolve, confidently assuring the delicate woman beside him.
His tone was as resolute as the purest gold, more real than anything in the world. It was as if standing before her was not a ruler of a nation, but the legendary Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who could shield the beautiful woman before him from the wind and rain, providing her with an expansive sky of protection.
However, upon hearing these words, Lin Yu could not help but scoff inwardly: Hmph, please! If you could truly protect me, why would I have to live in constant fear every day?
It was always just empty words with no action behind them.
The thunder roared frighteningly, yet the raindrops fell pitifully small!
Nevertheless, despite her dissatisfaction and grievances, she had to maintain an appearance of heartfelt gratitude.
Thus, she spoke with a voice as clear and melodious as a yellow oriole emerging from the valley, soft and sweet, with a barely perceptible tremor: “Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty. I know that your feelings for me are the deepest and most sincere in this world. In this life and beyond, I am willing to give everything to repay your profound affection.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen's heart rippled like a lake touched by a spring breeze, an indescribable sweetness flooding through him.
He felt as if he had transformed into a heroic figure saving the world, gallantly protecting this enchanting beauty in his arms!
This exquisite feeling was even stronger than the joy he felt when he discovered the treasury was overflowing while buried under mountains of official documents!
Little did he know that Lin Yu's inner thoughts were quite different: Hmph, if it weren't for that damned task I need to complete smoothly, I wouldn't care about your so-called "goodness"! Everything I display is merely superb acting; truly, I deserve an Oscar for my performance!
At this moment within the palace, the atmosphere was tense like a bowstring pulled to its limit; it seemed that even a slight touch could snap it and lead to unpredictable consequences. Investigations into this incident were underway with great fervor, but frustratingly, despite everyone's efforts, not a single valuable clue had been found.
The mysterious assassins seemed to have evaporated from existence entirely, disappearing without a trace and leaving no hint behind.
Jiang Chen was in the imperial study, anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth helplessly.
He occasionally scratched his head in frustration and then slammed his hands on the desk in exasperation. His once handsome face now bore clear signs of worry and agitation.
"What on earth could those despicable guys be hiding?" he muttered incessantly, pacing back and forth without a moment's rest, occasionally tugging at his ears in frustration.
At that moment, he resembled nothing more than a mischievous monkey, just shy of jumping up and down in agitation.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu, who stood by observing coldly, felt equally anxious. If this continued and they still couldn't find any crucial clues, her own situation would likely become precarious!
This was no trivial matter; if those people attempted another assassination, she couldn't guarantee that she would escape so miraculously again.
Absolutely not! She had to rack her brain for a countermeasure!
Her mind was racing like a supercomputer, operating at lightning speed as she desperately searched through countless possibilities for a way to survive this dire situation.
Just then, at this critical juncture, the hostile forces that had always been at odds with Lin Yu seized the opportunity and began to stir.
These guys were like ferocious sharks sensing blood in the water, rushing forward one after another.
They shamelessly spread various rumors everywhere, their incessant chatter flowing more smoothly than even the most skilled actors on stage.
Someone proclaimed with feigned seriousness, "Have you heard? That Consort Jing is truly bizarre! From what I know, she possesses strange and magical abilities!"
Another person expressed skepticism, "Is that really true? It can't be! Our current emperor is wise and discerning; how could he be easily swayed by such a woman?"
Then someone sighed dramatically and said, "Ah, you're still quite naive! As the saying goes, 'Even heroes struggle against the charms of beautiful women.'
Besides, this Consort Jing is indeed… tsk tsk tsk, her beauty is truly captivating!"
"Oh dear! What are we to do? If the emperor really becomes infatuated with that woman, our vast Zhou Dynasty might be doomed!"
One person said anxiously, "We must come up with a plan quickly!"
Another hurriedly agreed, "Exactly! We can't just sit back and watch this seductive woman’s scheme succeed!"
Thus, these absurd rumors spread like wings, rapidly reaching every corner of the palace and beyond.
The speed of their dissemination was even more ferocious than the swarms of locusts that blanket the skies in June.
In no time, the entire capital was thrown into a state of panic, and the way people looked at Lin Yu changed dramatically, as if she were some monstrous beast that instilled fear in everyone.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu, at the center of this storm, found her situation increasingly dire.
She felt like a pitiful insect caught in a spider's web; the more she struggled, the more helpless she became.
"Hmph! These despicable scoundrels are truly shameless!" Lin Yu seethed with anger, wishing she could tear apart those who recklessly spread the rumors!
Her once delicate hands were now tightly clenched into fists, so hard that her nails nearly dug deep into her tender palms.
At the same time, far away in the court, Jiang Chen learned of this news.
In an instant, he was consumed by rage and slammed his palm on the table before him, producing a thunderous sound.
His usually amiable face was now clouded with fury, dark as a stormy sky about to unleash its wrath, striking fear into those who beheld it.
"How outrageous! Is my Consort Jing someone you treasonous rebels can slander at will?"
The emperor's eyes widened in fury, his face flushed red. His roar echoed like thunder throughout the palace, deafening all who heard it.
The enormous sound even caused the tables and chairs in the hall to tremble slightly, while the dust on the beams fell in a flurry, resembling a gray drizzle.
After the Emperor's furious outburst, he immediately issued an edict demanding a thorough investigation into the matter, insisting that all those who dared to spread rumors be apprehended and severely punished without mercy.
He vowed to ensure that everyone involved would receive their due punishment, to uphold the law of the land and to comfort his beloved Consort.
However, regrettably, rumors spread like a raging wildfire; once they began to circulate, they were difficult to contain.
Even with the Emperor personally overseeing the situation and exerting all efforts to suppress it, he could not completely halt its momentum.
Despite the efforts of Minister Jiang Chen, who was in charge of investigating the case and took various measures to quell the uproar, the rumors continued to spread rapidly among the populace like a plague.
In streets and alleys, in teahouses and taverns, people whispered and debated among themselves.
They discussed various rumors about Consort Jing and Lin Yu, their words filled with curiosity and speculation.
These slanderous whispers acted like invisible swords, deeply piercing Lin Yu's heart and causing great damage to her reputation.
Now, whenever Lin Yu walked down the street, she felt the strange gazes directed at her from all around.
Those looks were cold and sharp, like cruel knives mercilessly stabbing at her, making her feel utterly uncomfortable.
The palace maids and eunuchs also whispered among themselves; whenever they saw Lin Yu pass by, they would instinctively stop their conversations, stealing glances at her before quickly lowering their heads like startled rabbits, pretending nothing was amiss as they resumed their tasks.
What chilled Lin Yu even more was that even those concubines who had once maintained a cordial relationship with her now kept their distance, seemingly eager to avoid any association with her.
They feared that being linked to Lin Yu might bring them trouble and unwarranted disaster.
The bond of sisterhood that once flourished had become so fragile at this moment, as if a gentle breeze could scatter it away.
The once bustling Changchun Palace now stood desolate, with only the palace maids and eunuchs coming and going, busying themselves but lacking any real vibrancy.
Lin Yu's situation had grown increasingly dire.
She felt like a bird trapped in a cage, vulnerable and unable to resist her fate.
She knew she had to find evidence quickly to prove her innocence; otherwise, she would never escape her predicament. She might even become the infamous seductress that the rumors claimed, nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
At that moment, the system "Inverse Light" suddenly emerged, its voice echoing in Lin Yu's mind with a hint of malicious glee.
"Host, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?" Its irritating tone made Lin Yu wish she could drag it out of the system and give it a good beating.
"Just spit it out! No need for suspense!" Lin Yu snapped, her patience wearing thin as she wasn't in the mood for banter with this unreliable system.
"Alright!" Inverse Light chuckled. "The bad news is that the opposing forces have already begun to target you. Your current situation is extremely dangerous. They’re not joking around; those rumors were just an appetizer—the real attack is yet to come!"
"I know that without you telling me," Lin Yu rolled her eyes. She wasn’t foolish; she was well aware of how dire her circumstances were.
"And the good news?" Lin Yu pressed on, desperately needing some uplifting news to boost her morale.
"The good news is that I've found a crucial clue that can prove your innocence," Inverse Light said, its voice tinged with pride.
"What clue?" Lin Yu's interest piqued instantly; she widened her eyes and asked eagerly.
"Hehe, well, that's a secret for now," Inverse Light teased. "You'll find out once you complete your next task."
"What? You want to play tricks on me again?" Lin Yu exclaimed, stamping her foot in frustration. This broken system always toyed with her emotions!
"Don't be impatient, host. This task is quite simple, and I believe you can accomplish it," Inverse Light said, its voice dripping with temptation.
"Just tell me what the task is," Lin Yu asked, already bracing herself for the challenge.
"Your next task is..." Inverse Light paused, speaking slowly and deliberately, "to uncover the mastermind behind your framing!"
Lin Yu was taken aback. This task was simple in some ways and difficult in others.
It was simple because she had long suspected that someone had set her up; it was difficult because she had no leads and didn't know where to start.
However, no matter what, she had to take action, as this was a matter of life and death for her.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu's gaze hardened. She knew this would be a tough battle, but she had to win!
"Inverse Light, tell me, what is the crucial clue?" Lin Yu silently questioned in her mind.
"Want to know? Then complete the task!" Inverse Light's voice echoed again. "I believe in you, host! Go for it!"
Lin Yu clenched her fists, fully aware that there was no turning back now.
For survival, for freedom, she had to find that mastermind and clear her name!
This was a gamble for her life, and she had to win!
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