The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

"Go." The Duke's gaze was like ice as it pierced the pale-faced Yu beside him. The simple command seemed to be squeezed out between gritted teeth.

Yu's face turned pale and fragile in an instant. She tried to get up, but her legs trembled uncontrollably and her body was shaky, as if she would fall down at any time.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy, her eyes went dark, and her body fell backwards weakly.

At this moment, Sheng Junwei smiled meaningfully and said slowly, "My Lord, I am not only good at fortune-telling, but also at medicine, especially the art of needles. I can say that I have reached the pinnacle. If you can trust me, I am willing to give you acupuncture to help you out."

"Thank you for your help." The Duke said without hesitation.

However, just as she finished speaking, Yu opened her eyes on her own, with a look of confusion and bewilderment on her face: "I...what happened to me just now?"

The people around were whispering and talking.

"You're recovering really quickly."

"Mrs. Pei's methods are really brilliant!"

Sheng Junwei smiled calmly: "No, no, you are flattering me."

Yu pursed her lips and remained silent, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Finally, at the Duke's signal, the servants carefully "supported" Yu away, and her back looked extremely weak.

Zheng Yiyang stared at Sheng Ruijiao fiercely with a cold look, as if his gaze could penetrate everything.

Sheng Ruijiao's body couldn't help but tremble, and then she looked directly at Sheng Junwei with resentment.

Faced with this provocation, Sheng Junwei's expression remained calm, but everyone in the Sheng family could not hide their heartache, and their eyes towards Sheng Junwei were mixed with blame and pity.

Sheng Junwei glanced around and caught the anger and worry in her family members' eyes: "Father, mother, and brothers, do you also want to try this unknown fate?"

The Sheng family members exchanged awkward glances with each other, but no one made any sound at this moment.

The incident of Mrs. Zheng was like a wake-up call. Even though they were full of doubts, they had to restrain their previous recklessness. After all, if they took a wrong step, they would lose not only their personal face, but also the honor and disgrace of the entire family.

Seeing no one responding, Sheng Junwei raised her eyebrows slightly. Just as she was about to continue speaking, Sheng Ruijiao suddenly interrupted her with a loud call: "Dear guests, please stay! I have something urgent to report!"

Today was the opportunity she had been waiting for for a long time to become famous. How could Sheng Ruijiao easily give up this good chance to turn things around in the Duke's Mansion?

Zheng Yiyang impatiently pulled her away, intending to take her away from this embarrassing place: "Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Sheng Ruijiao struggled desperately, but was tied up tightly. In desperation, she simply raised her voice and shouted, "Dear guests, there are assassins lurking in the hall. They are divided into two teams and intend to massacre Chaohua Hall! I know a little about their situation. Let me stay. I can help find those assassins!"

Sheng Junwei's expression changed slightly when she heard that, and the hall suddenly fell into noise and panic.

The emperor looked solemn and ordered Zheng Yiyang in a deep voice to take Sheng Ruijiao away immediately and stop her from spreading unnecessary panic.

However, the situation has run wild and is difficult to reverse.

The assassins who had been dormant for a long time and had temporarily suppressed their murderous intent because of the temptation of the exotic fruits offered by Yu finally erupted at this moment and launched a fatal attack silently.

"In this world of luxury and extravagance, power and wealth are accompanied by endless indulgence and decadence, while the suffering of ordinary people is ruthlessly ignored like grass! It is time to completely eliminate these termites that erode the foundation of the country!"

A young man disguised as a lowly palace servant shouted indignantly, with an unyielding fire flashing in his eyes.

As his words fell, the assassins hiding in the shadows seemed to have received a silent command and all bared their deadly fangs.

Not only was it confined to the magnificent hall, even those dancers who seemed to be singing and dancing gracefully but actually had hidden secrets revealed their true faces in the blink of an eye.

Hidden under the soft silk sleeves is a sharp soft sword. With a flash of the sword, those "companions" who once danced side by side have now become prey pointed at by the sword.

In a blink of an eye, this hall, which should have been solemn and dignified, turned into a Shura battlefield, with swords and sabers flashing and shadows interweaving, and shrill screams and the sound of weapons colliding intertwined.

Although the guards outside the palace were extremely vigilant, it was still difficult for them to provide seamless protection in the face of the sudden attack. When the reinforcements finally broke through the siege and arrived, the tragedy had already happened. Blood was flowing on the ground and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of death.

"Help! Someone come and save us!" The cries for help came one after another, mixed with fear and despair.

Most of the people in the hall were weak civil officials. Even if there were a few military generals, they were unprepared and could only dodge left and right helplessly in the chaos.

In this chaos, Sheng Junwei was like a stream of clear water. She nimbly passed through the flying sword shadows and quickly returned to Prime Minister Pei and the other two, intending to lead them behind a thick pillar to seek a moment's shelter.

Pei Yu faced such a thrilling change for the first time, and he inevitably felt panic in his heart. However, when he saw the widespread grief around him, his eyes gradually changed from fear to determination.

When he raised his eyes, he met Sheng Junwei's strong and beautiful face. Her eyes seemed to have a calming power, which slowly extinguished the panic in his heart.

"Father, mother, Junwei, don't be afraid. I will protect our family."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked to find that the three people around him had no reaction at all. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the atmosphere became subtle and awkward.

Just as he was about to continue explaining his plan, Prime Minister Pei interrupted him: "We are carrying the amulets specially made by Junwei, so we are safe. But you, your martial arts are not yet fully developed, and running around will only make you a target for the enemy."

Pei Yu smiled bitterly in his heart. Could this be the legendary fatherly love that is as strong as a mountain, steady and not revealing?

He glanced at his mother Zhang and found that she was also observing the battle situation around her with unusual calmness. That composure made Pei Yu even more speechless.

At this time, Prime Minister Pei suddenly raised a seemingly insignificant question: "Junwei, does the protection of this jade pendant become ineffective once it is attacked, or can it defend once all day long?"

Sheng Junwei was slightly surprised, and then answered seriously: "It can protect us from a fatal blow at a critical moment. The shield can withstand a huge impact. In other words, even a strong man with great strength would need several consecutive attacks to penetrate it."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Pei looked around at the assassins and felt more confident.

"You stay here, I will go and protect the emperor first." After saying this, Prime Minister Pei strode forward.