At dawn, Emperor Chong'an sat cross-legged on the couch wrapped in a wolfskin blanket, half-closed his eyes and asked, "Dead?"
The eunuch who was trusted by Emperor Chong'an stepped forward and said, "The two seriously injured ones could not be saved in the first place. They died soon after. The remaining five survivors also died one after another just now."
Emperor Chong'an opened his eyes and asked, "How did he die?"
The eunuch whispered, "We took poison. We did it very cleanly. Your Majesty, rest assured. The guards are also very tight-lipped. They dare not say anything nonsense. Tomorrow, when the emperor asks them, they will only say that the assassins hid the poison in their mouths in advance, and when they saw that there was no chance to assassinate, they committed suicide out of fear of punishment. Everything is reasonable."
Emperor Chong'an was relieved a little, and the eunuch couldn't help asking: "Why doesn't the emperor interrogate them? The slaves clearly prepared only 25 assassins, but now there are 12 more out of thin air! What's going on?"
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