Dugu Wu had mobility issues; the assassin was not him.
As for Feng Bailing, since she was bathing with Dugu Wu and her complexion was normal, the assassin was not her either.
Then, who exactly was the assassin?
The Empress was puzzled.
"Empress, I will send someone to search immediately. As long as the assassin is still in the Imperial Palace, we will provide an explanation to Her Majesty."
Dongfang Li really did not want to stay here any longer and hurriedly left with the guard.
The Empress looked at the vine thorns in her hand, a smile playing on her lips. She did not believe that the assassin could escape from the palace tonight.
In the room, Dugu Wu leaned on Feng Bailing's shoulder.
Only after hearing the Empress's footsteps fade away did Dugu Wu coldly speak,
"The play is over."
"Did you know from the start that there was a sedative in the candle? Were you pretending to be unconscious?"
