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Cui Yingying skillfully spun the kitchen knife in her fingertips a few times before firmly embedding it into the redwood table in front of the Emperor, producing a dull thud. The Emperor jumped in fright, nearly falling from his dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, how about we put an end to the matter of the Luminous Pearl? You know that this thing brings no benefit to the nation or the people; it merely satisfies your own selfish desires," Cui Yingying's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority.
The Emperor's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a response: "You... you dare threaten me?"
"I do not," Cui Yingying chuckled lightly, stepping closer to the Emperor, bending down to whisper in his ear, "I am merely giving Your Majesty an opportunity, a chance to reform and be a good Emperor."
Straightening up, she glanced around at the trembling palace maids and eunuchs, raising her voice: "From now on, if I hear of you oppressing the people or extorting their wealth again, I, Cui Yingying, will be the first to spare you no mercy!"
With that, she turned and walked over to the Assassin, pulling the knife from the table.
"We're leaving," she said to the Assassin, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible tenderness.
The Assassin looked at her deeply but said nothing as he followed her out of the palace chamber.
Walking through the empty palace corridor, Cui Yingying felt a mix of emotions. She wasn't sure if what she had done today was right or wrong, but she at least understood one thing: there are certain things in this world worth protecting.
"Are you really going to give up on the Luminous Pearl?" the Assassin suddenly asked, his tone laced with doubt.
Cui Yingying stopped and turned to look at him, a faint smile playing on her lips: "What? Are you questioning my decision?"
"No," the Assassin quickly denied, lowering his gaze slightly to hide his complex emotions. "I just wonder if what you're doing is worth it."
Cui Yingying walked up to him, tilted her head back, and looked directly into his eyes, saying word by word, "Of course it's worth it! In this world, there are some things that are more precious than any treasure."
The Assassin fell silent; he didn't know how to respond to her words. He understood that the "thing" Cui Yingying referred to was what he had always longed for yet feared to obtain—emotion.
The two of them quietly gazed at each other, neither speaking.
In the distance, the setting sun stretched their shadows long, very long...
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Cui Yingying noticed the Assassin's silence and smiled mischievously. She reached out and patted his shoulder, speaking lightly, "Alright, don't think too much. Let's leave the palace first."
With that, she turned and continued walking ahead, leaving the Assassin with a graceful silhouette.
The Assassin watched her retreating figure, a slight smile appearing on his lips, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. He quickly caught up with Cui Yingying, and they walked side by side down the corridor of the palace leading to freedom.
As night fell, stars twinkled in the sky, and a bright moon hung high above, illuminating the entire imperial garden as if it were daytime.
"It's so beautiful..." Cui Yingying stopped in her tracks, looking up at the starry sky with a look of enchantment in her eyes.
The Assassin also paused and followed her gaze. In the night sky, a shooting star streaked across, leaving behind a brilliant trail.
"They say if you make a wish on a shooting star, it will come true," Cui Yingying suddenly said, her tone filled with longing.
"Really?" the Assassin asked calmly, his tone revealing no emotion.
"Of course it's true!" Cui Yingying turned her head, looking at him seriously. "Don't you believe me?"
The Assassin fell silent for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know."
"You are so boring!" Cui Yingying pouted in dissatisfaction. "You won't even dare to make a wish; no wonder you'll be single for life!"
After saying that, she turned away, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and silently made a wish to the shooting stars in the night sky.
Watching her devout demeanor, the corners of the Assassin's mouth slightly lifted, and a hint of fondness flashed in his eyes. He knew what Cui Yingying's wish was. It was happiness—something he had always wanted to give her but could not.
In the palace, the Emperor slumped on the cold floor, still in shock. The palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe a word.
"What... what are you all standing there for?!" The Emperor regained his senses and said with a trembling voice, "Hurry up... go call the Imperial Guard Commander!"
Hearing the Emperor's command, the palace maids and eunuchs felt as if they had been granted amnesty and quickly got up, scrambling out of the room.
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