Xie Qian!
Hadn't that idiot died?
The woman was so frightened that her face lost all its color. She didn't have the extra energy to think and could only frantically shout for the "system" in her mind.
In no time, the killing moment approached.
However, even though the woman in the imperial dress was obviously weak, she cleverly avoided Xie Qian's spear.
She cut a sorry figure as she evaded the danger, the pearl and jade hair ornament on her head falling to the ground with a clatter. Her magnificence remained undamaged. Somehow, it added a sense of pitiful weakness. She shouted in horror as she dodged, trying to intimidate Xie Qian with her identity.
"Xie Qian? Who is that? I don't know... What a brazen rabble-rouser, how dare you infiltrate the palace to assassinate the Empress. I'll execute all your relatives as punishment!"