145: I love you so much that I made you into us (Part Two)

"This is the first time I've seen a blood moon with my own eyes..."

Luo Yongan looked out of the carriage window. Although there might have been times in the past when the moon had a reddish tint, it was rare since ancient times to see it as eerily blood-red as it was today.

"A blood moon is an ill omen; it has been so since ancient times. However, I don't believe it." Luo Yongan withdrew her gaze and looked at her sister's completely crimson pupils. "Yongning, could you restrain yourself a little?"

"I can't help it, Sister. Thinking that we're about to take this final step, it's hard not to feel excited..."

At this moment, where was the aloof Luo Yongning who usually appeared in the palace? Her pupils were crimson, and her face wore a wicked smile that made anyone who saw it extremely uncomfortable.

"Besides, Sister, seeing me is essentially seeing what state you're in right now, isn't it?"

Luo Yongan had a smile on her lips and did not deny her sister's words. After all, the red in her own pupils was perhaps even deeper than her sister's.

"Yes, all these years of hard work haven't been in vain." Luo Yongan gently raised her right hand, looking at her slender, scallion-like nails. The red light in her pupils seemed to grow even more dazzling. "Once tonight is over, everything will be finished."

"But Sister, do you think Father will let us withdraw from the world so easily?" Yongning's brow furrowed slightly. "Although our imperial brothers have always been good to us, in the end, either our eldest or second brother will become The Emperor. Partridge Sky isn't some private army that the Old Scoundrel spent a tremendous amount of effort to recruit..."

"I know, but it doesn't matter." Luo Yongan shook her head. "Father understood from the beginning that Partridge Sky is more than just a hidden hand for The Emperor in the martial world. Unlike the Pacification Bureau or the officials of the Six Ministries and Nine Ministries, Partridge Sky truly belongs to the common people—a bond connecting the court and the populace."

"Unless Father wants to follow the ruinous policies of the previous dynasty, he needs you and me, and more importantly, the Partridge Sky in our hands. Don't forget, while the Old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain appears to be on good terms with the royal family, he actually supports us."

At this point, Luo Yongan seemed to think of something amusing and couldn't help but laugh aloud. "Poor Grand Chancellor; he lost this gamble from the very beginning. He overestimated himself and underestimated the Late Emperor too much. That is the reason for his failure."

Hearing this, Yongning also couldn't help but giggle. Then, with a hint of contempt in her voice, she said, "Though I don't like our Imperial Grandfather, he was, after all, the Crown Prince who trained by Emperor Chengzhong's side for so many years. It's a pity that Emperor Chengzhong's flawed methods of education led to this tragedy spanning two reigns."

In truth, Zhou Chutian had no idea that this game, which he thought he still controlled, had its ending written from the very start.

The failure, the loser, would only be him, not The Emperor.

"But Sister, I don't understand why it has to be this way," Yongning said, still looking confused. "Is this really the only way to select a suitable prince to inherit the throne?"

"Perhaps. But just because Father hasn't considered it doesn't mean our two brothers are any different, right?" Luo Yongan shook her head and smiled. "Men are actually very childish. When it comes down to it, they're as immature as children who insist on winning or losing."

"The saying I hate most is that only children care about right and wrong, while adults only care about gains and losses. There's no essential difference between the two. Right and wrong, gains and losses—they all eventually turn into conflict, and in the end, everyone only looks at the result."

"Of course, our man is the exception. I'll give Yingqi whatever he wants. If he wants revenge, I'll let him have it, and I'll make sure he gets it in a grand fashion."

"If he wants his father to suffer, I'll make him wish he were dead. He wants to take revenge on that Old Scoundrel Zhou Chutian, so we'll arrange it carefully, until that old man is driven into a corner and acts out of desperation."

"It's laughable, really. Father's methods are still too focused on the 'King's Way.' If those provincial officials don't listen? Just kill them. This world is never short of people; without any one person, the world will keep turning just as it always has."

"Even as dynasties change and time marches on, even if countless people have left behind great achievements in history, everything will ultimately move forward. If the disobedient beasts are killed, there will always be obedient and capable ones to replace them."

As Luo Yongan spoke, a terrifying killing intent emanated from her. Yet her expression remained calm—extremely calm from start to finish—and there was no madness or obsession in her eyes.

But the feeling was very, very special. Now, even if she just sat there motionless, she gave off the impression that she might suddenly appear before you and snap your neck in the next moment, and to her... it would be as simple as getting up to drink a cup of tea.

"Having killed so many of his people, he's naturally going to be afraid. Otherwise, why would so many of his Disciples and old subordinates be coming and going in the capital lately?" Luo Yongan stroked her circular fan. "He knows Father wouldn't do such a thing. In fact, Father might not even know yet, as our Granduncle has been helping to keep it hidden... But that's not important. What matters is that he can no longer sit still."

"So he must rebel. Claiming to only kill those close to Father? Those people entering the capital and the palace are there for treason, so they can put the Third Prince on the throne as a puppet emperor. Unfortunately, the Late Emperor had long anticipated this. However, the Late Emperor only knew how to defend. To truly see things through, it still depends on our Maternal Grandmother's careful planning over the years, and on us sisters."

Luo Yongan and Luo Yongning had known for a long time that Zhou Chutian would make a move. However, he wouldn't act so easily unless he was forced into a corner.

So the two sisters had prepared long ago. Traveling to see the scenery of Jiangnan? That was nothing more than a ruse.

Luo Yongan never did anything without a purpose. How could just taking revenge on Zhang Jiawen be enough? If they were going to kill, they might as well do it thoroughly.

Among Zhou Chutian's Disciples in the provinces, anyone capable or in a high position was wiped out by Partridge Sky. Those who remained and entered the capital were also intercepted, killed, and buried by Partridge Sky's assassins on their way out.

Don't ask; if anyone asks, they've simply gone missing and can't be found.

If anyone else had done these things, The Emperor would have found out long ago. But it just so happened that it was Luo Yongan and Luo Yongning who did them, with the Shen Family assisting from the side, quickly filling the vacancies and suppressing the news or delaying its arrival in the capital.

"This game was prepared by the Late Emperor for Father, but for us sisters, it is our best opportunity."

Luo Yongan rose slowly, lifted the curtain, and jumped down from the carriage. Looking at the mountain of assassins slain by Partridge Sky piled up before her, she felt immensely satisfied, as if she were admiring a work of art.

"The blood moon came at just the right time, hahaha, hahahaha! Even the heavens are helping Yongning and me. Yingqi, when you become us, you will understand just how much... we love you!"