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"Protect the ministers!" The guards hurriedly shielded the officials from harm.
In the chaos, Lin Xiaofan broke free from his restraints and dashed towards the dragon throne, seizing the prince by the throat.
"What are you doing?!" The prince struggled in terror.
With his other hand, Lin Xiaofan ripped open the prince's chest garment, pulling out a long band of cloth. "I heard that when women disguise themselves as men and wrap this around, their chests become smaller..."
"Ah!" The prince let out a shriek.
Moro's black robe suddenly swelled, curling towards Lin Xiaofan like a living creature. "Don’t you dare touch my daughter!"
With that shout, the entire hall fell silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the direction of the throne—the prince's crown was blown away by the force, and his long hair cascaded down like a waterfall...
As the debris settled, the hall remained eerily quiet. All eyes were fixed on the throne—the prince's crown rolled down the steps, his long hair was disheveled, and the bandage hung loosely across his chest. There was no trace left of the prince's former appearance.
"A... a woman?!" An elderly official stammered, pointing at the prince. "The prince is actually a girl?!"
Moro's black robe moved without wind, and a hoarse roar came from beneath the bronze mask. "Who dares to touch my daughter?!"
Lin Xiaofan tightened his grip on the prince's neck and sneered, "What a pair of mother-daughter deceivers! Creating chaos and mischief—this is all you Westerners are capable of?"
"Let her go!" Moro's black robe surged violently, and a cloud of black mist shot out from his sleeve towards Lin Xiaofan's face.
At that critical moment, the doors of the hall were kicked open with a loud bang!
"Stop it!"
A squad of golden-armored guards rushed in, leading none other than a princess clad in military attire! Her complexion was rosy; she looked nothing like someone who had been ill. A gleaming sword hung at her waist, and behind her followed none other than the legendary secret organization, Sparrow Feather Division.
"P... Princess?" Moro seemed momentarily stunned. "How did you...?"
The princess pointed her sword directly at Moro. "Surprised that I’m not poisoned?" She let out a cold laugh. "Did you think that 'poisoned wine' I drank every day was real? It was an antidote I secretly swapped!"
Moro’s breathing quickened beneath his mask. "Impossible! That poison has no cure!"
"Thanks to Lin Daren’s advice." The princess cast a glance at Lin Xiaofan. "Using Nitre to neutralize the toxin in ice and supplemented with Western Snow Lotus—this formula was even stolen from your study!"
Moro staggered slightly, his black robe swirling violently. "Wretched girl! Just as cunning as your father!"
Suddenly, Moro flung three small black balls from his sleeve; they exploded with loud bangs, filling the hall with thick purple smoke in an instant!
"Hold your breath!" Lin Xiaofan shouted, but it was too late. The princess was too close and had already inhaled a large gulp of toxic mist; her face turned pale immediately.
From within the smoke, Moro shouted sharply, "Liu Chengxiang! Capture the princess!"
A plump figure burst out from the ranks of the civil officials; it was Liu Rushuang's father, the Prime Minister Liu Shizhong. He seized the swaying princess and pressed a sharp blade against her throat. "Lin Xiaofan! Let go of the Crown Prince! Otherwise, I will kill her!"
Lin Xiaofan gritted his teeth and released the Crown Prince, while Moro immediately pulled his daughter behind him. The three parties formed a standoff in the center of the grand hall.
"Step back! Slowly retreat!" Moro commanded Liu Chengxiang, who was holding the princess, to move toward the palace door.
At that moment—
"Whoosh!"
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