The Crown Prince's Growth

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As was customary, unless there were special circumstances, Li Che and Li Tong always ate at Guangling Palace.
Guangling Palace was the second largest building in the palace complex, second only to the emperor's main palace, and it was also where the two brothers lived. The palace consisted of thirty bedrooms, a main hall, side halls, and a garden. The two brothers ate in the side hall.
Each of them had some personal maids and guards to protect and serve them. However, in many situations, they didn't need them.
Firstly, the two of them had already become highly skilled martial artists, and secondly, the two of them, especially the eighth prince Li Tong, often did many shady things, so all the guards were sent elsewhere.
Watching Li Tong eat with great relish, Li Che laughed and said, "Such an appetizer! Did you get punished by your elder sister today?" In fact, he had originally gone to Xiuning Palace to eat with Yan Ling, but Li Xiuning had stopped him.
He was unhappy, but he couldn't bear to disobey his most respected elder sister, so he had to return to eat with his eighth brother.
Li Tong, his mouth still full of food, mumbled, "Of course...and I was even punished by having to copy that university essay something..." Li Che, watching his younger brother's uncouth eating habits, felt a strange warmth; to him, this was more like family.
Even his close relatives, like his elder sister Li Xiuning and his fiancée Han Yanling, were always overly polite to him, making him feel uncomfortable.
Now, Li Tong seemed to have finished eating, letting out a sigh, "Brother, how did things go today? Did you get to kiss Fairy Yanling's lips?" In the palace, only he addressed Li Che that way. As for Fairy Yanling, it was a universally acknowledged term of endearment among the royal princes of Li Tong's age.
Li Che sighed, "Don't mention it; it ruins my mood." His beloved had implied that she had never been interested in him, only agreeing to marry him because of their parents' wishes. How could he feel good about that?
Li Tong looked at him and said, "Did you two have a fight? Or did she break off the engagement?" Li Che glared at him and said, "Don't guess! It's not what you think." Li Tong sighed, "Oh... I'll take a bath first, then copy some books... Sigh... Rou'er..." He gestured to a young palace maid standing nearby and continued, "Prepare paper, brush, ink, and inkstone. I'll need them after my bath." "Yes." Rou'er approached, gave a slight bow, and turned to leave.
Li Tong rolled backward and quickly went to the bathhouse.
Li Che put a pastry in his mouth, secretly praised it, stretched, and said to the people behind him, "Then I'll go back to my room too." A thought struck him, and he whispered, "Ting'er, come with me."
The palace maid named Ting'er blushed and only said "Mmm." She obediently followed him.
From this reaction alone, one could tell what had happened.
Ultimately, Li Che was still a young man full of vigor. Surrounded by beauties in the Forbidden Palace, with these exceptional women serving him closely, it would be strange if trouble didn't arise.
However, Ting'er's status was somewhat special, as she had also been a close maid to Princess Xiuning.
Li Che's room was designed by himself, with bookshelves on both sides, and the doors, windows, and counters were all neatly arranged. The bedroom was relatively simple, with a seven-foot-wide bed in the center, and a dressing table on the left. On the other side was a large screen, obviously for changing clothes.
Seeing him enter the bedroom, Ting'er blushed even more. She was one of the palace maids who had watched Li Che grow up, but she never expected to become his first lover.
That day, Li Che hadn't intended to possess her; it was only because he was drunk and lost control that things went wrong.
But after experiencing it, Li Che found that his feelings towards women were completely different. He not only became curious about the female body, but his desire also intensified.
Li Che sat on the edge of the bed, beckoning her to sit beside him and smiling, "Sister Ting, there's no need for formalities here. Just treat me like that crybaby I used to be." Ting'er, two years older than him, lowered her head and said, "Brother Che, you'll really become the Crown Prince in eight months. The thought of you becoming the Emperor makes me a little afraid of you..." Li Che reached out and untied her hair, letting her half-curled hair cascade down. These palace maids who served the prince were beauties chosen from among thousands in each prefecture, and Ting'er was the most outstanding among them, her beauty even surpassing that of the concubines in the inner palace.
"Why are you afraid of me, Sister Ting?" He reached out and removed her outer robe, and soon the beauty was only wearing a pink bodice.
Ting'er's pretty face turned red, and she whispered, "Serving a king is like serving a tiger... Oh..." Li Che gently rubbed her breasts from behind.
Li Che's hands moved continuously as he softly said, "Does what Sister Ting is saying mean I'll be a heartless person in the future?" He reached out his index finger and, through the silk fibers, teased her sensitive nipple.
"Whoever becomes emperor... ah... emperor... oh... it's all... the same... ah~~!" Ting'er felt waves of pleasure washing over her, making her speak haltingly.
Li Che enjoyed the soft feel of her breasts as he gently bit her earlobe, saying, "Don't worry, Li Che won't." "Mmm... ah..." Ting'er could only tremble and moan softly under his increasingly rough kneading, unable to even muster the strength to speak.
Li Che stopped, removed the only clothing she was wearing, tossed it carelessly on the ground, and then pressed her onto the bed, brazenly licking her smooth skin with his tongue.
"Mmm..." Ting'er felt waves of tingling and itching wherever his tongue touched, making her feel both comfortable and uncomfortable.
Ting'er's body, from her slender neck to her delicate calves, was covered with Li Che's kisses.
Li Che admired her intoxicated expression and smiled, "Sister Ting, you're getting more and more beautiful." Ting'er gave him a slightly resentful look, then said with a touch of self-pity, "I'm afraid I can't compare to Miss Han, can I?" Li Che hadn't expected such a compliment to elicit such a resentful remark. He said softly, "In my heart, you are different, each with your own unique beauty, each with your own strengths!" Ting'er looked at the prince she had watched grow up, from a child into the handsome and dashing man he was now, and suddenly realized she truly loved him.
Before, she might have just taken it as a joke, but unknowingly, she had come to value his words, yet a sense of inferiority had arisen within her.
She was just a commoner, naturally beautiful, but in the Forbidden Palace, every woman was exceptionally beautiful. Perhaps she could hold his heart for a while, but soon he would fall for another beauty and disregard her completely. She wasn't a woman of Han Yanling's status or position, so why should she compete with others?
Li Che's thoughts were simpler. He was very discerning when it came to feelings. He loved Han Yanling, and he also loved Ting'er before him—that was all.
His feelings for Han Yanling were intense and uncontrollable, while his feelings for Ting'er were calm and stable.
While he wasn't disgusted by the attitude of those in the Forbidden City who treated women like playthings, he would never be as debauched as other imperial relatives. He would take responsibility for every woman he had possessed.
Ting'er was about to speak when Li Che kissed her, simultaneously feeling his hands caressing her body. She let out soft moans, "Mmm...woo..."
Li Che withdrew his lips from Ting'er's cherry lips and instead took her pink nipple into his mouth.
"Mmm...ah..." Each suck and lick made Ting'er tremble, moaning softly.
Li Che's right hand gently parted her legs, moving to her inner thigh, teasing her pink labia with his fingertips.
"Ah...!" Under his teasing, Ting'er's pleasure intensified, and her moans became increasingly wanton. Li Che felt her lower body
becoming wet, so he switched to using his middle finger to thrust in and out.
"Ohh ...

He leaned down and whispered, "Sister Ting, I'm going to start." Ting'er gasped, "Come...on...ahhh!" Unexpectedly, he entered her completely at once. Ting'er felt a surge of intense heat within her, and in a moment of distraction, a high-pitched, drawn-out moan escaped her lips.
Li Che had intended to start shallow and gradually deepen, but he hadn't expected it to be so smooth inside.
Each thrust produced a "sizzling" sound at their point of contact, followed by the woman's moans and the man's panting.
"Che...ahhh! Brother Che...so good...ah...ahhh!" Ting'er clung tightly to his body, her slender waist swaying in response to his movements.
While experiencing pleasure, Li Che didn't forget to observe the beauty beneath him. He saw her moaning and writhing ecstatically under his thrusts, her dazed eyes burning with lust.
The excitement and pleasure within them intensified, and their movements became even more vigorous.
"I'm...I'm...coming...coming...!" Ting'er gasped softly, then her whole body tensed, her arms and legs wrapping tightly around Li Che. Li Che
knew she was about to climax, so he thrust faster and deeper . " Ah ... Ting'er gradually recovered and slowly sat up, softly saying, "I... I'll take my leave now." Li Che reached out to stop her from dressing, saying, "No, I want Sister Ting to stay with me..." Ting'er glanced at him and said, "Wouldn't it be bad if someone saw us? People would gossip." Li Che smiled and said, "Just consider it as Sister Ting getting up early to help me with my hair and makeup!" Although Ting'er still refused, she finally stayed. Li Che gently embraced her, gazing intently at the beautiful scene of the sleeping begonia, his mind involuntarily drifting to Han Yanling, and even his elder sister Li Xiuning and younger sister Li Jingning. Amidst the ebb and flow of his thoughts, he fell into a deep sleep. *** *** *** *** On the other side, Li Tong was engrossed in writing, copying over ten thousand characters. While not extremely strenuous for him, it was by no means an easy task. Even at only fifteen years old, he knew how to enjoy himself, ordering Rou'er to stay by his side, occasionally adding ink for him or massaging his head and shoulders from behind. Rou'er was also fifteen years old this year, but unlike Ting'er, she wasn't chosen. Instead, she was sent to the palace as a "tribute," and because of her young age, she was assigned to be Li Tong's personal maid. Li Tong stopped writing and impatiently shouted, "I'm not writing anymore! I'll write again tomorrow!" He reached out and gently embraced Rou'er's waist, saying, "Rou'er, come and see my writing." Rou'er shook her head and said, "Rou'er can't read." Li Tong stuck out his tongue and said, "I forgot, but it doesn't matter. Rou'er, come with me to take a bath, okay? We couldn't bathe earlier, so let's go now!" He gently took her hand, and they walked to the bathhouse. In the middle of the bathhouse was a pool that was half a zhang long and wide, with buckets of hot water on both sides. But the design was ingenious; by simply pulling a mechanism, hot water would slowly be added to the pool. Rou'er dipped her hand into the pool to test the water temperature, then approached Li Tong and whispered, "The water temperature is just right. Shall I help the Eighth Prince undress?" Li Tong smiled and said, "No need, Rou'er can undress herself." Rou'er asked curiously, "Me?" Li Tong, in fact, was filled with lust and wanted to touch her, so he said, "How about this, I'll undress myself first..." As he spoke, he hurriedly took off his own clothes. Rou'er blushed as she watched him, and when he stood naked before her, she stammered, "This...this servant doesn't need..." Li Tong ignored her and simply removed her outer garment and bodice, revealing her snow-white body. Although her body was not fully mature, it already possessed a delicate and curvaceous beauty, coupled with her pretty face that was both delicate and childlike, anyone who saw her would be unable to resist pulling her into their arms. The lustful Li Tong almost drooled at the sight, and quickly reached out and lifted her up, jumping into the pool. Rou'er, barely a footstep, spoke in her uniquely gentle voice, "May I wash the prince's body?" Li Tong, feeling the astonishing allure of her wet hair and body, swallowed hard and said, "No need. I haven't moved around much today, so I'm not too dirty. Rou'er, you've worked hard all day tidying the room for me, so may I wash you?" Rou'er quickly replied, "No...no need...this...this is my duty..." Li Tong, of course, ignored her objections and began washing her himself. At first, he merely wiped and rubbed, but later it turned into caressing and kneading. He especially adored her tender breasts, touching them incessantly. Rou'er was ignorant of matters between men and women, but her body gradually reacted to his stimulation. She found it strange yet pleasurable, but couldn't understand what was happening. Li Tong, looking eager, exclaimed, "Rou'er is absolutely gorgeous, even more beautiful than Father Emperor's concubines!" He then took her pink, tender nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling. "Mmm...Rou'er...I dare not compare to the Imperial Concubine...Oh..." A tingling sensation spread through her chest, causing her to involuntarily let out a soft moan. Li Tong reached between her jade-like legs, exploring her untouched, mysterious area. Rou'er dared not resist, only weakly submitting to his manipulation. She felt a strong sensation between her legs as Li Tong's hand caressed her sensitive labia. "Mmm...oh..." Rou'er was weak all over, only able to lightly press her hands against Li Tong's shoulder for support. Li Tong teased her while observing her expression, becoming increasingly excited as he saw her react to his stimulation. "Does Rou'er usually wash here?" Li Tong asked, probing her tight vagina with his hand. "Oh... Rou... Rou'er... no... no... ah...!" The pleasure in his lower body traveled through Li Tong's fingers to Rou'er's body, and she kept moaning softly. Li Tong could no longer restrain himself and was about to make his move when a shout came from outside: "Who's in there?" Li Tong cursed inwardly. Who was ruining his good time? "Who? Who's in there?" The shouts outside grew louder, as if the bathhouse was already crowded with people. Li Tong whispered, "Rou'er, quickly put your clothes back on and then go open the door." Rou'er nodded shyly. She glanced at Li Tong shyly, and just as Li Tong was itching to get his hands on her, she moved to the edge of the pool, picked up her clothes, and put them on. Li Tong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and picked up a towel to cover his face. Rou'er straightened her clothes and went to the door. She gently opened it, and there was Zhang Zizhong, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, and a group of Imperial Guards. Zhang Zizhong was stunned when he saw Rou'er. He looked inside and saw Li Tong lying comfortably in the pool. He immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Greetings, Eighth Prince. I apologize for disturbing you." He then turned to leave. Li Tong said, "Vice Commander Zhang, please wait. What has happened outside?" Zhang Zizhong stopped and respectfully replied, "An assassin appeared outside His Majesty's palace just now, and two guards were killed. Therefore, I am currently searching for the assassin." Li Tong asked in surprise, "How is Father?"

Zhang Zizhong said, "His Majesty is safe and sound, and Commander Li is personally guarding him." Li Tong's heart stirred, and he said, "Then Deputy Commander Zhang, please continue with your duties!" Zhang Zizhong secretly breathed a sigh
of relief and said, "Then this subordinate will take his leave." He led his men away in a flash. Li Tong leaped out of the pool, quickly dried himself, and put on his clothes, saying, "Rou'er, come with me!" Before Rou'er could react, he had already pulled her by the hand and carried her away quickly.
Li Tong swiftly returned to his room, changed into civilian clothes, picked up his sword, and whispered, "Rou'er, stay in bed and wait for me." Rou'er blushed, glanced at him shyly, and softly hummed in agreement.
Seeing her adorable appearance, Li Tong couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek.
Just as he was about to slip away to join in the fun, Rou'er whispered, "Prince, be careful." Li Tong smiled and responded, using his movement technique to quickly disappear.
*** *** *** ***
Li Che stood on the eaves of Guangling Palace, gazing into the distance. In the distance, he could vaguely see several dark figures moving swiftly across the rooftops like ghosts.
He had just heard shouts of "Assassins!" and quietly moved away from Ting'er, who was holding him as he slept, grabbing his sword and opening the window to step outside.
Like Li Tong, he was young and eager for challenges and new experiences; how could he miss such an opportunity to test his skills?
These assassins were bold and clever, systematically using their swift movements to confuse the imperial guards, keeping them constantly on their toes.
The commander of the imperial guards, Li Heng, had seen this, so on one hand, he closely protected the emperor and sealed the palace gates; on the other hand, he sent his men to search for the assassins.
Li Che closely pursued one of the assassins. In the moonlight, he could vaguely see the assassin's imposing figure, whose lightness skill was quite remarkable, though not as good as his own.
The assassin suddenly stopped, turned around, and Li Che saw two flashes—two flying needles. He was prepared, ducking to avoid the attack, then lunging forward and swiftly sweeping his longsword across the assassin's face.
The assassin, scabbard in his left hand and sword in his right, first used the scabbard to deflect the sword, then thrust the sword forward, aiming straight for his chest. Li Che dodged to the side, slashing at the assassin's waist
with his own sword. The assassin again used the scabbard to parry, his right sword slashing downwards at Li Che. Li Che blocked with his sword, a clang
ringing out as the powerful force of the blow numbed his right hand. This was partly due to his recent encounter with Ting'er, which naturally weakened him. But from these few exchanges, Li Che knew that his opponent's swordsmanship and strength were superior, though defeating him would require considerable effort.
The assassin seemed unaware of his identity and showed no intention of killing him, merely coldly saying, "Aiding the wicked," before leaping onto the opposite palace rooftop.
What could Li Che do but watch him go? Indeed, there's always someone more powerful!
Just who is this person with such extraordinary abilities?
Suddenly, a woman's scream rang out from afar. The sound came from Xiuning Palace.
Li Che thought to himself that this was probably a feint, but his heart was with Han Yanling, Li Xiuning, and Li Jingning inside the palace. Without further hesitation, he turned and headed towards them.
*** *** *** ***
Li Tong followed the shouts of the imperial guards.
The entire palace was in unprecedented chaos, with a palpable sense of unease and paranoia.
"Hmph, these assassins are quite skilled."
Li Tong arrived at the Imperial Garden, where the sound of clashing weapons came from the main palace where Li En (the emperor) resided. His heart surged with excitement, and he was about to rush to their aid when he suddenly heard the sharp whistling of a blade cutting through the air behind him. He bent low to avoid the flying blade, then rolled forward, drew his sword, and stood up.
Before him stood an assassin wielding two short blades.
The opponent was also covered in black cloth, and from her figure, it was clear that she was a woman.
Li Tong brandished his longsword in his right hand, creating a silver swirl, and thrust the tip forward. With a clang, the female assassin's twin blades deflected Li Tong's sword, then she moved forward with lightning speed, her left-hand short blade slashing towards Li Tong's throat.
Li Tong exerted force with his right hand, gripping the hilt of his sword and striking the blade of the incoming short blade.
Under his immense strength, the female assassin could no longer hold the short blade in her left hand, and it clattered to the ground.
Li Tong used his ultimate technique, moving like a ghost behind his opponent, his longsword pressed against her neck. His
lightness skill was the strongest aspect of his martial arts; even Li Heng, the top expert of the Imperial Guards, could only match him in this aspect.
"Put down your weapon," Li Tong said calmly. In truth, he was incredibly excited about his victory, but his face maintained a composed and calm demeanor.
He pulled back the black cloth covering the female assassin's head and face with his left hand, and was immediately stunned.
My God, she was so beautiful!
Bathed in moonlight, her fair skin appeared even more pure and beautiful. Her large, dark eyes were bright and clear, her small nose and pale red lips were tightly pressed together.
"Kill me! I don't want to live anymore anyway!" With a mournful cry, the female assassin closed her eyes, a single tear falling like a pearl, truly a pitiful sight.
Li Tong thought that if this woman fell into the hands of the Imperial Guards, her fate would be extremely tragic. Not only would she be crippled in martial arts, but she would also be forced into prostitution, unable to live or die.
He smiled and said, "Do you want to die? I won't let you die." In truth, he couldn't bring himself to kill this beautiful female assassin. He
used his strength to strike various vital points on her body, first paralyzing her fighting ability, then sheathed his sword, and then quickly carried her away.
*** *** *** ***
Li Che leaped back and forth on the rooftops, arriving at the top of Xiuning Palace.
Because Xiuning Palace was the residence of Li Xiuning and Li Jingning, guards were not allowed to enter the palace grounds. Therefore, some palace maids had received martial arts training to take on the responsibility of protection; Ting'er, for example, had a certain foundation in martial arts.
At this moment, a palace maid wielding a sword had just been slashed in the arm by an assassin and staggered backward.
Li Che let out a long roar and leaped down from the rooftop, using his superior position to unleash the full power of his sword, slashing down with all his might.
The assassin raised his longsword, trying to use the force to deflect this thunderous strike. Li Che stretched out his right foot, kicking the sword away from the opponent's hand, and then used his right sword to sever the opponent's left hand.
This assassin seemed quite tough; even with his arm severed, he only let out a cold snort and quickly retreated using his agility.
Originally, Li Che could have thrown his longsword to kill his opponent, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Oh well, with an arm severed, the opponent shouldn't be able to escape the imperial guards' blockade.
Li Che looked down and saw the bloodied severed arm on the ground, a horrifying sight.
Turning back, he gently helped the wounded palace maid up; he knew her name was Le'er, and she was Li Jingning's close attendant.
"Is Le'er alright?" Li Che asked softly.
Le'er's pale face flushed slightly, and she shook her head, saying, "Your Highness... I'm fine..." Li Che lifted her sleeve, examined the wound on her forearm, and then bandaged it properly with a belt. He
smiled and said, "Fortunately, it's just a superficial wound; it will heal in a few days." Le'er stared blankly at the future emperor, somewhat flattered, seemingly forgetting even her pain for a moment. Hearing his words, she lowered her head and said, "Le'er understands." Li Che looked at her intently. Le'er was younger than Li Tong, only fourteen years old, the same age as Princess Jingning.
Le'er lowered her pretty face, not daring to look at him; how could one not feel tenderness at her shy appearance?
Li Che longed to kiss her cheek, but dared not act too recklessly in front of everyone. He simply patted her seemingly frail shoulder and said, "Go back and rest to apply your medicine. I'll go find Jingning." Le'er hesitated, "This..." Li Che urged, "Go ahead. Do you intend to disobey the imperial decree?"
Le'er hummed in agreement, curtsied, and said, "Then... this servant will take her leave." She turned and left.
Li Che first ordered the scene to be cleaned up, then entered Jingning's palace. As soon as he entered the inner hall, Li Jingning, wearing only an undergarment and a thin outer robe, rushed into his arms.
Li Jingning held him tightly, half-crying, and said, "Just now, when Jingning was playing the zither in the back garden, suddenly a dark shadow pounced out, I... I was so scared..." At eleven years old, she was already a graceful beauty, and now she was even more stunning. Her delicate and charming face, her figure full of feminine charm, and her unique and elegant temperament made countless young men from noble families vie for her attention.
However, this stunning beauty had an unfortunate childhood.
Li Jingning and Li Xiuning were both born to Consort Ning, Li En's most beloved concubine. Li Jingning contracted tuberculosis as a child, and Consort Ning tirelessly cared for her day and night. In the end, Li Jingning recovered, but Consort Ning died after contracting her daughter's disease. Therefore, Li En disliked this daughter, believing she had stolen his beloved concubine, and treated her coldly.
Seeing this, Li Che, as her brother, doted on his sister from a young age, and Li Jingning also felt an unusual attachment to her half-brother.
Li Che felt the warmth of her soft body in his arms; although she was his own sister, he felt an indescribable excitement.
He mustered his will and gently pushed her away, asking softly, "Are you alright?" Li Jingning shook her head, saying, "Fortunately, Le'er blocked the assassin; otherwise, Jingning might not have seen her brother again." Li Che smiled slightly, saying, "No, these assassins' goal was to assassinate Father Emperor; their attack on you was merely to distract the imperial guards." Li Jingning asked in surprise, "Then how is Father Emperor?" In her heart, no matter how badly her father treated her, he was still her most beloved father.
Li Che thought of Li Heng, believing that with him around, no one could touch a hair on his father's head. He said, "Don't worry, Father is being protected by Brother Li Heng." He added, "It's late, Jingning, you should rest early!" Li Jingning nodded obediently. For some reason, Li Che's words always made her feel unwilling to resist. She came to the bedside and slowly took off her outer robe, allowing Li Che to feast his eyes on her beautiful figure, now only covered by her undergarments.
Li Che was startled and quickly turned around, his back to her, saying, "Then... Jingning, sleep well, I have to go." Li Jingning, of course, understood what was going on. She lay down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and said softly, "Is Brother leaving?" Li Che turned his head, smiled slightly at her, nodded slightly, and walked out of the room.
In his heart, he was secretly on guard.
*** *** *** ***
Li Tong carried the female assassin back to Guangling Palace unnoticed and entered an empty room. Of the thirty-odd rooms, only twelve were occupied; the rest were vacant.
Li Tong carefully closed the door, placed the female assassin on the bed, gestured for her to be quiet, and then released her speech-impairing pressure point.
The female assassin spoke, "What do you want...?"
Li Tong smiled and said, "Well... let me think about it... By the way, what's your name?" The female assassin turned her head away, stubbornly saying, "That's none of your business!" Li Tong chuckled, "Not going to tell me? Then... please forgive my intrusion." He reached out to undress her.
The female assassin was startled and said, "My name is Qianru..."
Li Tong stopped and said calmly, "Then, if you obediently answer a few questions for me, I will let you go, okay?" Qianru glanced at him and said, "Your Imperial Guards have sealed off all the main roads of the capital. Even if you let me go now, I can't escape, can I?" Li Tong was unaware that the Imperial Guards had sealed off the palace. He scratched his head and said, "Then... I'll cover your escape!" Qianru asked disbelievingly, "Why would you do that?" Li Tong thought to himself, "If I let you go, why are you asking so many questions?" He said, "Anyway, I mean what I say. Just trust me." Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on his face. "Besides, it's just me and you here, and you're so beautiful... no one will know what I do." Qianru's pretty face flushed red, and she said angrily, "You..."
Li Tong stopped smiling and said seriously, "So, you have no choice but to believe me and answer my questions." Qianru didn't know how to respond, so she closed her eyes and remained silent.
Li Tong asked, "Why did you want to assassinate the Emperor?" He deliberately concealed his identity.
Qianru said indignantly, "Emperor Li is a tyrant who conquers the south and the north, and his oppressive policies will not bring peace to the people as long as he is in power." Li Tong was slightly shaken. He had always thought that his father's defeat of the barbarians and expansion of territory were remarkable achievements, but he had never considered the drawbacks of the wasteful spending on the people. He then asked, "What about your accomplices, young lady? How many are there in total?" Qianru resolutely replied, "Even if I die, I will not betray them." Li Tong stared at her pretty face and suddenly smiled, "How old are you this year, young lady?" Qianru was stunned, completely unable to figure out his intention, and answered, "Sixteen years old." Li Tong laughed, "Sixteen years old and so bold, I wonder who taught you martial arts?" He found his own words amusing; wasn't he only fifteen years old? It was only because of his imposing figure that the other party hadn't noticed.
Qianru knew he was trying to subtly probe her background, so she gave a soft snort and replied, "I taught myself this." Knowing he wouldn't get any more information, Li Tong stood up and said, "Your acupoints will release themselves in half an hour. Then you can walk from here to the south gate of Guangling Palace, where the defenses are weak, and you should be able to easily break through." Qianru couldn't help but ask, "Why are you letting me go?" Li Tong chuckled, sat down by the bed, and sighed, "Because I like you!" Qianru glanced at him, meeting his burning gaze, and felt a wave of confusion wash over her.
She had risked her life to assassinate Li En, and after being defeated by Li Tong, she thought she was doomed, even to be humiliated. She never expected Li Tong to let her go so easily.
Li Tong chuckled and said, "If you'd like to stay and keep me company, I'd be more than happy to." Qianru glared at him and snapped, "Don't let me see you again! Otherwise, I'll definitely slap you twice!" Li Tong shook his head and stood up, saying, "You surely wouldn't want to hit my savior. Well then... farewell." Qianru asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
Li Tong replied apologetically, "To capture the other assassins, of course!"
Qianru fell silent.
Li Tong opened the door and left, then gently closed it behind him.
[The End]

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