Rebirth: The Two-Faced Cook Meets the Cold-Faced King Qin

The night was as dark as ink, the wind was howling, and the brothers Gu Yuan and Gu Peng sat in the secret room with sullen faces. The air was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of tension, as if a storm was about to come.

"Yu Mo, I received a secret letter from Han Yancui. Ning'er was framed and is now imprisoned by Concubine Yao. Because Concubine Yao sealed the news, her life or death is unknown. I have asked Guiying to find out!"

Gu Yuan clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table: "If they dare to use those things from the harem against Ning'er, I will not let them off easily!"

Just as they said this, an urgent secret report floated in front of them like a ghost, breaking the suffocating silence.

"General, after Miss Su was taken to the prison, Imperial Concubine Yao suddenly interrogated Miss Su at night. I heard that she had been tortured and she is...can't hold on any longer." The puppet replied.

Gu Yuan's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air around him. "What! She actually dared to torture Ning'er..."

Gu Peng's eyes were as sharp as a sword, revealing a strong murderous intent: "Is this news true?" His voice was low and powerful, as if every word contained the wrath of thunder. The puppet replied with a trembling voice: "It is absolutely true, life or death is uncertain."

"Empress Yao! Yaohua Palace!" Gu Yuan gritted his teeth and spat out these three words, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes. They knew that in order to find out the truth and clear Su Ning's name, they had to visit Yaohua Palace at night!

Gu Peng stood up suddenly, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, like a ghost in the dark night: "Let's go now!" He loved Su Ning deeply and couldn't bear to see her get hurt in the slightest. They had to act quickly to reveal the truth and tear the murderers who framed Su Ning into pieces.

The two of them rushed through the night-shrouded streets like two black lightning bolts and headed straight for Yaohua Palace.

The night was deep, and the lights in Yaofu Palace swayed in the night wind, flickering like ghost lights. Gu Yuan and Gu Peng, the two brothers, were like two ghosts, quietly and silently approaching the palace wall. They were dressed in black, with black veils covering their faces, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light, like cheetahs in the dark night, ready to strike.

Gu Yuan took the lead, his body sank slightly, and then he tapped his feet lightly on the wall, and the whole person shot towards the palace wall like an arrow. He landed steadily on the top of the wall without making any sound. Gu Peng followed closely behind, and the two of them moved in perfect harmony, as if they had practiced countless times.

They crouched low, moving quickly along the ridge of the roof, each leap was light and agile, each landing was silent. Their eyes were like torches, scanning every corner of Yaofu Palace, not missing any slight movement.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted over. Gu Yuan frowned, and he immediately waved his hand to signal Gu Peng to come closer. The two of them quietly moved forward in the direction of the fragrance, and their heartbeats couldn't help but speed up a bit. They came to a remote palace. The doors and windows of the palace were closed, but a faint light was visible.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath, gently pushed open a window, and looked inside. He saw the flickering candlelight in the room, and a figure was facing away from them, muttering something in a low voice. Gu Yuan and Gu Peng looked at each other, and they both knew in their hearts that this was the target they were looking for.

They sneaked into the house silently, taking every step carefully, as if they were stepping on cotton. They approached the figure step by step, their hearts beating like drums, sweat running down their foreheads, but they didn't bother to wipe it off.

Just as they were about to approach the target, the figure suddenly turned around, revealing an old face. Gu Yuan and Gu Peng were startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, but immediately steadied themselves. They acted quickly and subdued the old man to the ground. The whole process was clean and neat, without making any sound.

Gu Yuan and Gu Peng panted nervously, and the string hanging in their hearts finally loosened. "Are you here to save that girl?" the old man asked in a low voice. "I don't know who that girl is, and I don't want to know who you are. I am just a servant in Yaohua Palace and I will leave tomorrow. If you are here to save that girl, go quickly. That girl is very stubborn. Concubine Yao tortured her like this, but she didn't cry out. I'm afraid she can't stand it now. I just gave that girl some medicine and fed her some water. She is in the dungeon of Yaohua Palace! Go! Go quickly! Alas..."

"What did you say? Ning'er is here. Shouldn't she be in the prison cell of the imperial palace? She was so arrogant that she brought him directly to her own palace!" Gu Yuan asked

"That Imperial Concubine Yao wants to put that girl to death! How could she be sent to the prison in the imperial palace?" The old man spoke every word earnestly.

They tied up the old man and hid him in a secluded corner. Gu Peng looked at Gu Yuan with a fierce and cold look in his eyes. The two disappeared into the night. Their figures became more erratic, sometimes moving quickly, sometimes standing still, as if blending into the darkness. They took every breath carefully, fearing that they would break the quiet and tense night.

In front of the gate of the Yaohua Palace dungeon, the night was deep, and the lights in the Yaohua Palace swayed in the night wind, as if they would go out at any time. Gu Yuan and Gu Peng stood with their swords in hand, facing the densely packed Yaohua Palace guards, their eyes were firm and cold, as if they were ready to die.

"I will protect the man in the dungeon today!" Gu Peng took off his black mask and said, "

At this time, the guards of Yaohua Palace asked, "Isn't this the Sixth Prince? How could this be the Sixth Prince?"

Another guard said, "Sixth Prince never interferes in these matters. There are so many people in this dungeon. May I ask why Sixth Prince came here this time?"

"This person is my beloved. I, Gu Peng, swear here today that if anyone dares to hurt her hair or help her to do evil, I will slaughter this place with blood. If you are sensible today, you will know that it is best to retreat now. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless and killing everyone!" After saying that, I pointed my sword at the guards! Gu Yuan looked at his second brother meaningfully!

"Sixth Prince, you don't have to embarrass us. We each serve our own masters. What do you think?" As soon as the guards finished speaking, they shouted "Go!" and attacked the two brothers with their swords. Gu Yuan and Gu Peng had a perfect understanding. They were agile and had superb swordsmanship. They attacked with the flash of swords.

Gu Yuan's swordsmanship was steady and sharp, each of his steps was solid and powerful, each of his sword strikes was extremely precise. His sword light was as smooth as flowing water, yet it carried an irresistible sharpness.

Gu Peng's sword skills were even more swift and flexible. His figure shuttled quickly among the guards, and the long sword flew in his hand like a dragon. Every time he swung the sword, it brought up a cold light, making the guards overwhelmed.

The two brothers cooperated seamlessly, their swordsmanship echoed each other, sometimes their attacks were as intensive as a storm, and sometimes they were as continuous as a stream of water.

Gu Yuan came to the guard who was speaking in an instant. The long sword flew in his hand, slashing with cold light, and the guard fell down with a swing of the sword. Gu Yuan's swordsmanship was fast and accurate, and every strike hit the vital point, making it impossible for the guards to get close.

Gu Peng paid more attention to defense. He always paid attention to Gu Yuan's movements. Whenever Gu Yuan got into trouble, he could always help in time and prevent the enemy from succeeding.

Although the guards were numerous, they seemed vulnerable to the joint attack of Gu Yuan and Gu Peng. They tried to use the human wave tactics to consume the physical strength of Gu Yuan and Gu Peng, but the two brothers seemed to have endless power, and every attack made them tremble with fear.

Gu Yuan and Gu Peng were already blood-thirsty. Their swords drew silver tracks in the air, and every collision made a crisp sound. The blood of the guards bloomed in the air, adding a tragic color to the battle.

Suddenly, a guard attacked from behind Gu Yuan, but Gu Yuan dodged the fatal blow by leaning sideways. At the same time, he swung his sword back and killed the guard. Gu Peng also took the opportunity to attack, and with a swing of his sword, he repelled several guards in front of him at the same time.

Gu Yuan and Gu Peng's cooperation became more and more tacit, as if they had merged into one, becoming an insurmountable barrier in Yaohua Palace. The guards retreated in front of them and were unable to stop their progress.

Finally, Gu Yuan and Gu Peng fought their way out and headed straight for Su Ning. Gu Yuan was the first to step into the dungeon. What appeared before his eyes was Su Ning, who looked like a flower ravaged by a storm. Every scar was so deep that it was unbearable to look at. Her skin had lost its original luster, replaced by bruises, black iron marks, bloodstains and endless pain. Those wounds were like bloody mouths, ruthlessly devouring her vitality and hope.

Gu Yuan, at this moment, was like a sculpture covered by frost, with only deep sorrow and endless anger in his eyes. He slowly took off his black bamboo hat, which, like his heart, was shrouded in darkness and heaviness.

When he gently put the black hat on Su Ning's face, the whole world seemed to stop. At this moment, his fingers wanted to touch her face, but his outstretched hand stopped there. He was afraid that his hand would touch her wound and make her feel painful. He could only touch Su Ning's hair. He was angry and felt sad for the injustice and suffering she suffered. At this moment, the black hat was no longer just a simple object. It seemed to be endowed with life and soul, and became a symbol of the emotional resonance between Gu Yuan and Su Ning!

"How is she?" Gu Peng killed the last guard and ran towards Su Ning while shouting.

Gu Yuan silently lifted the black hat brim, and Gu Peng was shocked!

Su Ning was leaning weakly in Gu Yuan's arms, her head tilted to one side, her long hair covering part of her face. When Gu Peng approached, Su Ning's horrible wounds were completely exposed in front of him. Half of her cheek had been slapped by the bamboo sticks, and the wounds were crisscrossed and varied in depth. In some places, the skin had rolled up, revealing bright red flesh and blood. The coagulated blood mixed with tears, forming a series of shocking tear marks.

Gu Peng felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and he could hardly breathe. His eyes were stung by Su Ning's scars, as if thousands of needles were piercing them. His hands were shaking, and he couldn't even control his strength.

There was no more light in Su Ning's eyes, only endless despair and emptiness. Her lips were tightly pursed, as if she was enduring unspeakable pain. Her body trembled slightly in Gu Yuan's arms, as if silently telling of her helplessness and fear.

Gu Peng felt his heart was bleeding, his anger and grief erupted like a volcano. He clenched his fists, his nails pierced deep into his flesh, blood dripped through his fingers, but he was unaware. He just wanted to find the murderer who hurt Su Ning with the bamboo stick, and cut him into pieces to vent his hatred.

However, he also knew that the most important thing now was to take good care of Suning and give her timely treatment and comfort. He forced himself to calm down, then gently reached out and touched Suning's hair as gently as possible, his voice choked and trembling: "Suning, hold on, I'm here. I will never let anyone hurt you again." His voice was weak, but full of firmness and determination.

Gu Yuan and Gu Peng stood with their swords drawn, facing the remaining guards. His eyes were full of determination and courage, as if he was ready to sacrifice at any time. The guards were intimidated by their momentum and did not dare to step forward for a while. In the end, under the coercion of Gu Yuan and Gu Peng, the guards had no choice but to retreat and gave up the plan to continue the siege.