Three days later, Grand Concubine Consort's fourteenth birthday was celebrated grandly in the Imperial Garden. Originally, it did not need to be so elaborate, but since there was no empress in the palace, the Grand Concubine Consort held the highest position.

On this day, the palace was bustling with joy. There was a festive atmosphere everywhere, even the Empress Dowager, who had been bedridden, showed up while preparing the venue. It could be seen that although the Noble Concubine was not favored, she still had the Empress Dowager to make decisions for her. On the other hand, as for Lord Jinghua, he didn't even have the status to participate in this kind of banquet.

And Qingfeng Pavilion remains as cold as a gentle breeze. Tang Yu stood in the courtyard, looking at the layers of palace walls. "Is there anything important happening in the palace today?"

"Master, today is the fourteenth birthday of the Noble Consort. Everyone is busy preparing!" Shun, the palace eunuch, replied. In the past few days, His Majesty has not been around, but Young Master Yu's complexion and mood have improved quite a bit.

"Fourteen years old?" Tang Yu suddenly remembered the eunuch-wearing palace maid from three days ago. She seemed to be around thirteen or fourteen years old. However, in the palace with so many maids, it may not necessarily be her! If such a lovely girl is the beloved consort of Song Jianglin, what a pity it would be.

Tang Yu shook his head, secretly blaming himself for overthinking. He was indeed overthinking. What concern did he have with Song Jianglin's noble concubine? He only sighed a few words of sympathy for that poor child. Marrying Song Jianglin was truly not a good thing.

"Master, would you like to go take a look?" Steward Shun looked at Tang Yu, who appeared lost in thought, and thought that he might also want to join in the fun.

"What? What do you want me to do?"

Tang Yu smiled and walked into the room. What identity did he have? He used to be the emperor of the Kang Kingdom, but now the Kang Kingdom no longer exists. What other identity does he have?

The night had not yet fully descended, but there were already some people restless in the palace. They were a motley crew, and it was unknown how many of them had managed to infiltrate. It was said to be the Empress's birthday, so the security in the Imperial Garden was strict, but not so much in other areas.

At this moment, as night fell, the lights in the Imperial Flower Garden shone brightly. Song Jiang, on the other hand, never relaxed his gaze for even a moment, wary of how many thieves might take advantage of the graceful and lively banquet.

Xuantian Xin has been suppressed for a while now, both in terms of military power and prestige in the court. He has been gradually undermined. If he misses this golden opportunity today, he may never have another chance. He only hopes that he won't turn his focus onto Tang Yu. Otherwise, even if Jinghua chooses him, he will not be able to escape death.

The area around Qingfeng Pavilion was ambushed by three groups of people. The first group consisted of Jiusheng Yuner and some dead soldiers. The second group was Xuantian Xin's troops. The third group was the undercover guards under Song Jianglin's command.

The three team members hid in the shadows, closely staring at the figure sitting in front of the desk in the room. That person was painting bamboo, with smooth and flowing brush strokes. The way they painted, each stroke formed, depicted vivid and lush green bamboo, seemingly bursting with vitality on the paper. However, for someone who lived on the edge of a knife day in and day out, they could not appreciate it. At most, they would find this painting technique novel.

Xuan Tianxin's men and horses had already begun to show signs of restlessness. As Tang Yu made his final stroke, a flying knife was aimed at him. Tang Yu slightly tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The people in the dark were slightly stunned, but no one told them that Tang Yu had martial arts skills. Soon, a team of Xuantian Xin's men rushed out. There were fourteen people in total, all dressed in black clothes and possessing sharp knife skills. Tang Yu was certain that they were undoubtedly assassins.

Tang Yu has some martial arts skills, but they're nothing impressive. His best skill is evasion. Even though he barely managed to dodge the attacks of the fourteen attackers, Tang Yu is gradually being overwhelmed. Just then, another group of people on horses charges out. Based on their attire, Tang Yu recognizes them as the undercover guards of Lin Songjiang, because they are dressed the same as the person who delivers medicine every day.

Tang Yu stepped aside, coincidentally not far from where Jiucheng and the others were hiding. Yun'er became excited when she saw Tang Yu and was about to stand up, but was immediately pulled down by Jiucheng.

"Refrain from acting rashly, first assess the situation."

After witnessing two teams of soldiers and horses rushing out of this small Qingfeng Pavilion, Jiusheng's vigilance was strengthened. The two teams combined amounted to more than twenty people. If they hadn't shown themselves voluntarily, he wouldn't have known that there were so many people tonight.

Seeing Jiusheng's serious expression, Yun er could only hide and observe in secret. The fourteen members of the group easily fell into a disadvantage, indicating just how strong the martial arts skills of those six people were. With such formidable individuals guarding Tang Yu's side, how could they possibly get in touch with him?

When the fourteen people saw that something was amiss, they exchanged a glance. Four of them took out hidden weapons from their pockets and threw them at Tang Yu. Three of the hidden weapons narrowly missed him, but the last one was aimed at his throat. Just as he was preparing to accept his fate, a person dressed in black appeared in front of him and blocked the hidden weapon on his behalf.

"Are you alright?" The icy and unfamiliar voice of the man in black sounded in his ears, cold and distant.

Tang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the blood flowing from the chest of the person in black clothes. He stuttered, "I'm...I'm fine."

"Ah!" A woman's scream came from not far behind Tang Yu. It was true that Tang Yu had dodged three hidden weapons, but those three hidden weapons: one knocked the sword out of Yun Er's hand, one grazed past a strand of her hair, and one stopped at her brow, being held by Jiu Cheng.

"What kind of person?" The person in black shouted towards Tang Yu, while two other people in black who were fighting also came over and stood guard beside Tang Yu.

Yun'er looked at Jiusheng apologetically. In such a critical moment, Jiusheng naturally wouldn't blame Yun'er. After all, if he had been a moment slower, Yun'er's life would have been in danger. "Charge!"

A group of people emerged from the shadows, led by Jiusheng. The three groups exchanged glances, indicating that they were all strangers to each other. All members of the three groups joined the war.

The black-clothed person standing by Tang Yu's side watched the increasingly intense battlefield with a furrowed brow. Who were these suddenly appearing group of riders? And what was their connection to Tang Yu?

"Your injuries..."

Tang Yu looked at the clothes that had been bleeding continuously and thought to himself that this person must have been seriously injured. However, he also felt that this person in front of him was a bit terrifying. In the end, he couldn't help but ask a question, but before he could finish asking, the person in black clothes answered him, saying, "It's nothing."

"Stay here and don't wander around," said the person in black before joining the fight. Faintly, Tang Yu felt a sense of familiarity from the back of that person in black.

"Brother Yu, come with me," a familiar voice rang in Tang Yu's ears. Tang Yu stared in astonishment at the black-clad woman in front of him.

"Yuner!"

Hadn't she already left? How could she appear here? The group of people just now must have been brought by Jiusheng. The subordinates under Song Jiang's command are so powerful, Jiusheng is definitely no match for them. Tang Yu quickly spoke up, "No, you guys go quickly, don't worry about me."

"Brother Yu, we've come to rescue you," Yuner could never abandon Tang Yu. After desperately pleading with Jiucheng for half a day to no avail, she finally sneaked into the palace. How could she possibly leave without taking Tang Yu with her?"

The movement here naturally caught the attention of the undercover guard, and immediately one of them rushed over to separate Tang Yu and Yun'er. The tip of a sword pressed against Yun'er's forehead, and Tang Yu shouted, "Stop!"