At Zen Palace, Jane had just finished bathing and sat by her bed, wringing out her hair.A faint tapping sound came from outside the window, like a small bird pecking at grains. Her eyes lit up as she rose and walked over.Her silhouette was reflected on the paper screen of the window. Her long black hair cascaded down, and her delicate nose was outlined prominently.When she opened the window, a black carrier pigeon stood there impatiently, pecking at the windowsill as if complaining about her tardiness.Jane removed the thin tube attached to the pigeon's leg and extracted the secret message within.[The rat has entered the trap.]The 'rat' referred to the mountain bandits. She had deceived them.Once delivered to the underground brothel, they would have their tongues cut out and their tendons severed, living in torment until death.But even as she imagined the bandits meeting their cruel fate, Jane felt no satisfaction.Wendy had suffered so much. No amount of punishment for
The king came to the Zen Palace for breakfast for the first time, causing the few kitchen staff to hurriedly prepare a few extra dishes under mounting pressure.The meal was quiet.George didn't speak, and Jane remained silent as well. It was pointless to expect her to serve food to the king. Occasionally, she would even compete with him for the same dish.Lily tried signaling her mistress multiple times, hoping Jane would break the ice with some conversation to lighten the mood, but Jane ignored her completely.Suddenly, Jane spoke.Lily, expecting something meaningful, instead heard, "Another plate of pasta."As a martial artist, Jane had a bigger appetite than most women. When she was in the military camp among men, this was hardly noticeable, but within the palace, her eating habits were somewhat unusual.When she requested a third plate of pasta, George finally looked up at her.When he dined with concubines, most of them barely ate anything and often focused on serving hi
Lily had just posed her question when sudden realization struck."Your Majesty, Prince Richard once said that the king favors women who can ride horses. Are you organizing the polo match to help the other ladies gain his favor?"Jane replied with a calm indifference, "The king favored Lady Rosalie because she rode well. Not just anyone will do.""Your Majesty, I am a fool—then what is your reason?""Willing participants will take the bait," Jane said, her gaze serene and unfathomable, though a trace of scheming flickered in her eyes.Lily pondered for a moment. The only thing she could conclude was that her mistress was targeting Lady Helena. But what the connection could be, she couldn't figure out.-At Cloud Palace, upon learning that the king had dined in the queen's quarters that morning, Helena was both anxious and furious."That wretched woman! I don't know what trick she pulled to force the king to punish me, and now she dares to seduce him!"Clara, seeing her mistress
At Zen Palace, Jane had resumed the customary morning and evening gatherings, but many concubines still claimed to be sick to avoid attending.Feigning sickness was a pretense; their true loyalty was with Helena.In the inner chamber, Lily was styling Jane's hair while voicing her indignation."Your Majesty, it's one thing for others to skip, but even Julie has sent word claiming illness. Has she forgotten it was you who secured a reward for her?"Before, she even had someone convey her willingness to copy the palace rules twenty times as a gesture of support for you. I thought she was sincere about siding with you! But now it's clear she's just another opportunist!"Jane was calmly reviewing the accounts of the inner palace and didn't even look up."Seeking advantage and avoiding harm—it's human nature."In the front hall, Jane sat in the main seat while a few concubines sat on either side.As one, the concubines stood and greeted the queen."Greetings, Your Majesty.""Sit,"
In Cloud Palace, Helena frowned when she heard about the matter."The queen must be mad! How dare she force me to play polo? Does she think that just because she has the gold emblem, she can do as she pleases and even command me?"If the king had not warned her just last night to stay out of trouble for the time being, she would have already made the queen suffer.-The polo match had stirred discontent, not just with Helena.After the morning assembly, several concubines gathered together, voicing their complaints."What's the point of playing polo? The queen has such strange ideas to come up with something like this.""Even if she makes it sound grand, I'm not interested. Times have changed. Nidora is strong and secure now; we no longer need women defending the city.""The queen is just throwing her weight around because she's new to power. I doubt this polo match will even happen."Meanwhile, Wilhelmina went to Serene Palace to complain."Aunt Dina, you wouldn't believe ho
Jane performed a curtsy in the royal study."Greetings, Your Majesty."George sat behind the desk, his gaze sharp and imposing."I'm busy with state affairs. Be quick."He had already heard about the poor turnout for the training at the riding grounds—only two concubines had shown up. He assumed Jane had come to ask him to issue a decree to compel the others.However, Jane's tone was calm as she spoke."Lady Helena's medicine for her migraines is almost used up. I've brought another bottle."George's brows furrowed. Was she here merely to deliver medicine?A trace of sternness entered his eyes."You previously said there was only one bottle left."His words carried an accusatory edge, as if he was ready to charge her with deceiving the king.Jane remained composed as she explained."I wrote to my father, asking him to keep an eye out for the traveling physician. By coincidence, the physician recently returned to the capital."George doubted her story but had no way to disp
The concubines gathered outside to receive the decree, each filled with a sense of foreboding.The royal servant announced, "The queen has ordered the physicians to examine all the concubines."Those who are ill will be treated. Those feigning illness to avoid training at the riding grounds will copy the palace rules fifty times and receive five strokes as punishment!'"The concubines' faces turned pale with shock and dismay. None had expected the queen to be so harsh.One by one, the physicians conducted their examinations. The results were predictable. Each concubine was punished, enduring the strokes and being assigned the writing task.Wilhelmina, however, escaped unscathed, having informed the queen dowager ahead of time and gained her protection.Some concubines, disgruntled, voiced their frustrations."What about Helena? I heard she didn't go to the riding grounds today either! Does the queen dare punish her?"The royal servant replied respectfully, "By now, the decree h
Helena glanced at the entrance but did not see the king.The chamberlain standing before her was drenched in cold sweat."Lady Helena, Mr. Logan said the king was exhausted during the day, retired early, and explicitly ordered that no one disturb him."Clara was shocked."You fool! Did you not make it clear to him that Lady Helena was about to be punished with the rod?!" she demanded.Helena was the king's favorite concubine, surely she wouldn't be included in the 'no one' list.Helena's face grew cold, and her gaze directed at the chamberlain was laced with a murderous glint.Useless! At such a critical moment, he couldn't even summon the king.The royal servants assigned to carry out the punishment looked at one another nervously. Finally, one stepped forward and said, "Lady Helena, forgive us!"They moved to apprehend her, but Clara shouted, "How dare you! Do you have any idea who you're dealing with?"-Thirty minutes later, Helena laid weakly on the bed inside the inner
Helena fainted and was taken back to Cloud Palace.Despite the physicians' efforts, she remained unconscious.George's expression showed a hint of concern as the physician explained, "Your Majesty, Lady Henela's injuries have not yet fully healed. The lack of proper blood circulation is inevitable but not alarming. She simply needs to rest."At Zen Palace, Jane sat before a mirror, carefully removing the jewelry from her hair.Lily, attending to her, still seemed shaken."Your Majesty, are you…are you really unharmed? Ursa was so strong. Shouldn't you let the physicians take a look?"As soon as she spoke, Lily realized her mistake. If the physicians discovered any injuries, it might expose Jane's actions.Jane remained calm, her gaze tinged with cold determination. "No one is to know that I participated in the fight."Lily immediately nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty! I understand."She knew better than to say more.Shortly after, a chamberlain arrived with a message. "Queen Jane,
The mention of dismemberment sent a shiver through the officials.According to the law, the crimes of Cameron and Wallenby didn't warrant such a severe punishment.The two were in utter shock and terror."No! Caleb was merely demoted back then. Why are we to be executed in such a cruel manner?""Your Majesty, have mercy! Spare us, Your Majesty!"Cameron crawled to Caleb's side, clutching his leg desperately."Caleb, save me! We once fought side by side and risked our lives together as comrades…"Yesterday, Cameron had been arrogant and domineering. Now, he was reduced to a pitiful state.Caleb, who loathed Cameron and Wallenby to the core, wished nothing more than to kill them with his own hands. Facing Cameron's pleas, his expression remained cold."You betrayed your comrades, using their lives to pave your way to promotion. Did you think about us as your comrades back then? Cameron, you're even more deserving of death than Wallenby!"Cameron's face turned pale. "No, no! You
Jane presented the letters. They were handed to George, who opened and read them one by one.Cameron and Wallenby stood silently at a distance, holding their breaths and avoiding even the slightest eye contact.Cameron was especially antsy. He kept reassuring himself. 'This is fake, all fake. The queen and Caleb are bluffing!'Bang!George slammed the letters onto the desk, his sharp gaze brimming with murderous intent."Kneel!"The two men immediately felt their legs weaken, collapsing to the floor.Moments later, the royal servants placed the letters before them, allowing them to see for themselves whether they were being wrongfully accused.If they pleaded innocence, their handwriting would be examined to confirm this.Cameron glanced at the letters and immediately felt a chill down his spine, as if needles were pricking his back.'How could this be?'He had hidden those letters so well. How could anyone have found them?Still unwilling to give up, he picked up one of th
Caleb raising grievances at this moment left everyone stunned.He was bringing up a case from two years ago. After so much time had passed, how could anything still be clearly investigated?Cameron immediately rebuked him."Young Master Caleb, if you have grievances, you should present them to the High Court! Filing a complaint here as if we don't uphold the law in Nidora—do you have any idea how that looks?"This madman—what was he trying to do?Robin also hadn't anticipated Caleb's bold move. He quickly stood up and addressed the king."Your Majesty, my son has acted impulsively—"But Caleb's tone was resolute. "Two years ago, I was tasked with escorting disaster relief grain through Bourdon. On the way, we were ambushed by bandits..."Cameron immediately jumped in, feigning righteous anger."Caleb! You still dare to bring that up! If it weren't for your poor judgment, insisting on taking that route, those men wouldn't have died!"He seized the initiative, pinning the blame
George's gaze was deep and cold.The rule that the harem must not interfere in political affairs existed not only to prevent collusion between the harem and the court, which could lead to the overreach of influential families, but also because most women in the harem were shortsighted. Their petty schemes and vying for favor were tolerable, but in formal situations, they lacked propriety and understanding of boundaries.Just as George was about to intervene to restore balance to the situation, Jane spoke up with composure."Helena indeed misspoke. There's always someone better refers to individual achievement."In truth, the thousands of soldiers on the frontlines are all heroes. Victories are not achieved by a single person. For instance, earlier, if it weren't for the previous contestants exhausting Ursa and creating an opening, my brother wouldn't have been able to defeat him so swiftly."Ultimately, you only sent one person to compete, so this could be considered as Nidora w
George's tall figure nearly blocked out the sunlight streaming in through the doorway.The mask was on the table inside the room.Darkness hung over George's handsome face as his gaze locked onto the figure behind the screen.He had crossed paths with the female assassin multiple times. Her moves were deeply engraved in his memory.The motions Caleb had just displayed—he looked exactly like her.Could it be a coincidence? He needed to confirm it with his own eyes.George strode forward swiftly. Without hesitation, he moved to the other side of the screen, extending a long arm…In that instant, their eyes met.Caleb, whose arm was grabbed and whose right shoulder was partially exposed, responded in surprise, "Your Majesty!"Not bothering to cover himself, he immediately lowered his head in a bow.George's sharp brows furrowed deeply, his dark eyes stormy as though a tempest had suddenly descended. "Are you alone?"Caleb was puzzled. "Yes, Your Majesty."At that moment, Steve
At the critical moment, Jane grabbed the wooden stake, using it to perform a quick turn and somersault. Her skirt spun elegantly in the air, drawing a perfect arc.Immediately, she leaped in front of Ursa, and in the blink of an eye, tore off his belt.The female spectators immediately turned away, covering their eyes. However, from a distance, they couldn't see clearly. All they knew was that Ursa's belt was now in Caleb's hands, like a long whip.George furrowed his brows.Tearing off the belt. How clever. That female assassin had also used this move against him.Everyone was curious about what Caleb intended to do by tearing off Ursa's belt.Even the three commanders closest to the martial stage couldn't understand. Was it to embarrass Ursa? Or maybe to seize the opportunity to attack while Ursa was distracted, fixing his pants?-Jane stood behind Ursa. He couldn't care about his pants as he swung the wooden stake backward in a fierce strike. In the blink of an eye, Jane us
Ursa suddenly collapsed, like a mighty, immovable mountain crumbling in an instant.Everyone was stunned.What just happened?Before anyone could make sense of it, the man was down...On the dueling platform, Jane delivered a backward kick, landing squarely on Ursa's chest. Ursa struggled to get up but failed. His right knee felt like it was shattered, searing with pain. Clenching his jaw, he tried to force himself up.But Jane wouldn't give him the chance. She launched a sweeping kick, channeling her power into her knee, striking directly at Ursa's neck.Ursa lost his balance and fell backward.Jane bent her knee, pressing it firmly against his throat. Through the mask of the Kunlun slave, Ursa could see her eyes—cold and still as a dead pool, locking him in place."No... Impossible... How could you..."He couldn't comprehend how a single kick to the knee could generate such devastating force.Behind her mask, Jane's lips curled. Ursa suddenly realized—since the start of
Commander Christoff was the first to understand the situation on the stage. His eyes widened in disbelief."Caleb isn't trying to exhaust Ursa, nor is he defending. On the contrary, he's attacking!""How is that possible? Hasn't he been dodging this whole time?""Christoff, are you out of your mind?"Christoff shook his head, his gaze fixed on the stage as he firmly responded, "No, I'm absolutely certain. Caleb is attacking in a covert way!"The other two commanders, baffled, shouted impatiently, "How is he attacking?"Christoff hastened to explain, "Caleb has been circling and dodging, but if you notice, he's not dodging aimlessly. He's consistently moving to his left—Ursa's right.""What does that mean? Is Caleb trying to dizzy Ursa by circling? Wait, dizzy him? Could that be it? Is Ursa losing balance?"Christoff dismissed this notion. "Of course not!"Dizzying an opponent? Such a ridiculous tactic would never work.He continued, "Look carefully. Every time Ursa moves, he