Chapter 79 A little thief tonight.

No one knows Hong Sixiang's exact age, but we only know that he has been in the palace for several decades.

An old man in the palace like him didn't have any job. Apart from taking orders from Emperor Qing, his only job was to chat with the Queen Mother.

He seemed to belong here since birth, and he was very familiar with every brick, every blade of grass and every tree here.

He didn't like to leave the palace, for him it was the same whether inside or outside the palace. Therefore, this place was his whole world.

But now, all this has been changed by someone - he can't even take down the person in front of him!

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Wu Zhu turned around and used his body skills to flee at high speed. Seeing this, Hong Sixiang hurriedly followed him, and while the two were chasing and fleeing, they had already arrived at the edge of the palace wall.

Because Wuzhu was walking up the wall, Hong Sixiang behind him shortened the distance and immediately hit Wuzhu's back with all his strength!
"Stay!"

At this moment, a trace of force attacked first, but the person on the wall was only slightly paused and then had no effect anymore, which made Hong Sixiang feel indescribably uncomfortable.

Faced with this move, Wuzhu immediately pulled back the sword in his right hand and put the sword behind his back. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he managed to block the palm once again!
"Empress Gu?" The old eunuch's eyes were cold at this moment, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Although you have changed your sword moves, how can you hide it from me? You are a disciple of Si Gu Jian, and your martial arts are even stronger than Yun Zhilan!"

Hong Sixiang frowned, a little hesitant.

Seeing that Wuzhu did not stop, Hong Sixiang looked back at the palace. Seeing that there was no movement and Yan Xiaoyi was still there, he felt relieved, used his Qinggong to climb up the wall, and chased Wuzhu away.

The wind whistled in the air. Without the taboos of the palace and the obstacles of the scattered palaces, the two of them increased their speed to the fastest!
He was just running at full speed, and every time he lifted his legs, he would jump a long distance.

The other one, on the other hand, had graceful movements, with all his energy concentrated in his legs. He moved as if he was free from gravity, and his figure was blurry.

In just a moment, the two of them had already walked a long way away from the palace.

Wu Zhu calculated the time and felt that he did not control it well enough. He did not hesitate any more and, without reducing his speed at all, he turned around and swung out with his sword at the same speed, contrary to common sense!
You know, this kind of full-force sudden stop and reverse attack would bring a huge impact on the legs, but the person in front of him seemed to have no feeling. This made Hong Sixiang feel surprised for the first time.

He could only bite the bullet and thrust his palms forward with all his energy to block.

This force caused him to be blown away, and he took a few steps back before stopping. Hong Sixiang looked up, and saw that everything around him was quiet, so where was the figure of the mysterious man?

I searched carefully without giving up, but found nothing. It was as if the man had disappeared out of thin air.

Hong Sixiang stood there silently. He did not return to the palace immediately, but just circulated his true energy on the spot.

He suffered internal injuries!
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Time goes back to half an hour ago. Fan Xian was like a black cat, moving nimbly between various buildings and guards.

He frowned as he moved towards the Queen Mother's bedroom.

Why is it so easy? Are the guards of this palace all fools? How can they be so weak?

He didn't even think about it. If Wuzhu hadn't undergone the devilish training of cliff jumping and mountain climbing in Danzhou, how could he have acquired such skills?
Just climbing the palace wall without being discovered is enough to stump even the most skilled martial artist.

Fan Xian carefully avoided the secret sentries, recalling in his mind all the details of the map drawn by his sister, and soon he arrived outside the Queen Mother's bedroom - Hanguang Palace.

There was a peaceful atmosphere here, and even the air around was filled with the smell of spices.

Unlike others, Fan Xian had a naturally sensitive nose and he smelled a stench of decay.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, many palace maids along the way were too sleepy and kept their eyes open and closed, which allowed him to arrive here safely.

Without hesitation, Fan Xian slipped in silently.

After taking out the incense that he had prepared long ago and lighting it, he waited silently.

After a while, the incense took effect.

The old lady on the bed began to breathe more slowly, and even the female official on duty in the outer room of the palace fell asleep on the table. Fan Xian then leisurely walked out from behind the pillar, listened to Uncle Wu Zhu's words, and went straight to the Queen Mother's bedside, pulled open the quilt, and indeed found the secret compartment.

After pulling out the dagger and inserting it along the gap, he applied a little force and pried open the secret compartment.

At this time, the Queen Mother was mumbling something in her sleep, which made Fan Xian a little uneasy. Strictly speaking, this woman was still his own grandmother!
But now I have to sneak in here to replace things, which messes up the relationship!

With an expressionless face and steady hands, he took out the items and found a stack of white silk, a letter and a key!
The letter was sealed. Although Fan Xian wanted to read the contents inside, time was too tight and he could not restore the envelope flawlessly, so he gave up.

Without hesitation, he took the key made of unknown material and put it into the belt at the back. He put all the other things back in place, restoring everything to its original state.

Fan Xian stood up and walked out of the hall, hurrying out.

Perhaps it was because it was already late at night and people could not go against common sense. Even the palace guards were in low spirits and were just standing there to do their duty.

Fan Xian left the palace faster than he came in, and in a short while he arrived outside the palace.

"Sir, here!" Wang Qinian leaned out from a dark corner and shouted in a low voice.

Fan Xian walked quickly towards Wang Qinian. After he got on the carriage, he pulled down the black cloth on his face and said softly, "Go to the locksmith, and be quick."

"By the way, although there is no curfew in the city, is it too much to take a carriage?"

Wang Qinian explained, "This is the carriage of the Supervisory Council. No one has checked it."

After hearing this, Fan Xian finally felt relieved and secretly praised Wang Qinian for his flawless actions.

The carriage drove into a remote courtyard, where someone was already waiting.

In about a cup of tea, a counterfeit key that is 80% similar to the original key was produced. If someone who is not familiar with it compares it, it will be difficult to tell the real one from the fake.

Fan Xian was shocked. Without any professional modern tools, it was possible to make something like this in such a short time. This made him very curious. He smiled and asked, "What did you do before?"

"This..." The locksmith's face flashed with panic, and he was sweating profusely in an instant. He replied weakly, "It's just a thief. But, but Wang Qinian promised not to pursue the matter."

Hey, it seems like I am in the same business as myself tonight! Fan Xian laughed.

The two men left the yard, and the carriage returned along the original route. Fan Xian prepared to return to the palace.

"You go back first." Fan Xian said in a deep voice, with a hint of gratitude in his tone: "From now on, it's all my business."

"Sir, do you need a locksmith?" Wang Qinian hesitated to speak.

"I know what you mean." Fan Xian paused for a moment, and without thinking too much, he gave an answer: "He did help me, so why did it come to this?"

When Wang Qinian breathed a sigh of relief, Fan Xian said, "Just in case, let's send him out of the city to avoid the limelight. Let him come back after the matter is settled."

After hearing this, Wang Qinian agreed.

He was just about to say something naughty and ask for some silver, but when he saw that Fan Xian looked exhausted, he stopped talking.

Yes, after what happened in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests that night and drinking so much wine, he is now completely focused on sneaking into the palace. If someone else were to come, they might not be able to hold out.

"Then I will take my leave first."

After saying this, Wang Qinian got off the carriage.

(End of this chapter)