I was the Queen of Persia

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“That’s right.” Bahram suddenly had a flash of inspiration. “I’ve long heard that there are many assassin groups specializing in assassination in the Sham-Jajra-Iraq region, and even further south in Nej-Hejaz. The woman you saw might be one of them.”

“Your reminder has brought it to mind. Do you remember the Omar Jihadi sect that we destroyed a few years ago when we seized control of Zanshahr?” Shahzani said with sudden realization.

“Of course I remember. Those bloodthirsty villains were indiscriminate killers who also persecuted innocent Zoroastrians. In the end, they were forcefully wiped out by the forces of justice.” Bahramu’s anger was still rising as he thought of the evil deeds of these people.

“Yes, but as the proverb says, ‘A venomous snake will always cause trouble if it is not completely killed,’” Shahzani said with a stern expression.

“You mean?” Bahraim looked at her in surprise.

“Do you remember what Omar Jihadi was shouting on his deathbed? He said they had evil accomplices in Hejaz, Najd, Sham and other places, and…” As Shahzani was speaking, he pulled out a few more reports from the many reports coming from the capital in the rear.

“Look at this. This was written by our sister, Farzana. After checking, she discovered that many remnants of Omar Jihadi had fled to the Mustafa regime, so she specially sent this report to me to remind me to pay attention to this threat.” Shahzani spread out the report and pointed to the dense text on the Samarkand paper.

“You mean... that Omar Jihadi’s remnants are roaming around here, that they have many evil accomplices here, and that they are involved in a conspiracy with Mustafa? So, it’s highly likely that they’ve joined forces to form a new, shadowy force?” Bahram said, his brow furrowing slightly.

“Exactly,” Shahzani said with great certainty. “Although this force is currently still lurking in the shadows and has not yet fully surfaced, I believe that as the situation changes, they will eventually come out in full force.”

"Admittedly, on the front lines, these people are no match for our ironclad troops, but as the proverb says, 'Even a fly, though small, can be nauseating.' So we must remain vigilant," Shahzani added.

“In that case, I will immediately issue an order to the entire army to strengthen its defenses, enforce a strict curfew in the occupied cities, and rigorously inspect passing merchants and pilgrims!” Bahram said solemnly.

“Don’t do that yet,” Shahzani waved her hand, “This will only alert the hidden enemies to the anomaly. Here, come here…”

Shahzani asked Bahraim to come closer and whisper a few words in her ear.

……

Nothing unusual happened in the following days.

Rubina continued to fawn over the Saman army camp every day, sometimes sending people to present cattle, sheep and fodder to the Saman troops as a reward; sometimes sending people to present rouge and jewelry to the Saman female officers as a token of her affection; and sometimes visiting Shahzani, where the two would recite poems, play chess, and chat about all sorts of topics.

Shahzani remarked that this noblewoman was indeed worthy of being a merchant's wife; she could talk endlessly and could handle all sorts of topics with ease. Moreover, she was shrewd and adept at navigating social situations, always giving people a pleasant and welcoming feeling. No wonder she was able to accumulate such a large fortune and preserve it even in turbulent times.

Shahzani had to admit that she found it very comfortable and pleasant to be with this older sister.

"The sublime Queen of all queens".

On one occasion, Rubina said with a smile, "You have been in this city for many days, but have not yet graced my humble abode. I wonder if you could bestow upon me honor and blessing, so that my dwelling may be adorned with glory?"

Having said that, he still wore a flattering smile.

“Very well.” Shahzani nodded slightly. “I will go there after evening prayers tonight. Go and make the arrangements.”

Upon hearing this, Rubina beamed with joy: "Your Majesty is wise!"

Say it.

Surrounded by a group of female slaves, Shahzani bathed and changed, preparing to go to her appointment. But no one noticed that she gave Bahram a knowing wink.

……

The bright moon gradually rose in volume, and the chanting of the muanjins on the minaret echoed for a long time.

Shahzani was meticulously dressed, wearing an exquisite Isfahan headscarf, a finely patterned tulle dress, a vest embroidered with almonds, a ruby-embroidered belt, and sandals. Her heavy makeup revealed her charming and alluring figure.

Upon arriving at Rubina's residence, they found it adorned with flowers and babbling fountains, instantly dispelling the Iraqi summer heat with a refreshing coolness. After exchanging pleasantries with the long-awaiting mistress, she dismissed her female slaves, instructing them to return at the agreed-upon time to fetch her.

The hostess warmly invited her into the hall, where a feast had been prepared, including pilaf with dates and roast chicken, plump roasted fish caught from the Tigris River, mille-feuille with walnuts and sweet almonds, and the popular Abbasid court "fermented juice".

Despite the Mustafa regime's ban on alcohol, it seems that few people actually enforce it strictly, especially the Arab Muslim dignitaries who are accustomed to "being accompanied by fine wine."

"Great King of Kings, to your civil and military achievements, I, your humble servant, will drink this cup first!" Rubina raised her cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Shahzani readily accepted the toast, raising her glass in a hearty drink. However, she also carefully observed her surroundings. The hall was magnificent, filled with female servants, but the strange personal maid she had seen that day was nowhere to be found.

At the same time, I noticed that there seemed to be a strange fragrance wafting through the room. The fragrance was so faint that it was hard to tell unless you sniffed carefully.

"What a wonderful smell! What is this?" Shahzani asked casually.

“Your Majesty, this is a rare and exotic fragrance that has been passed down in the court of Abbasid Caliph. It is made from high-quality Persian roses, Iraqi jasmine, Sham orange blossoms, Indian sandalwood, machinist musk, and other ingredients, using a special process. It has the effects of nourishing the body and prolonging life, and is very popular among Iraqi nobles. If you like it, I can offer you plenty.” As she spoke, Rubina winked at the female slave beside her.

The female slave immediately stepped forward, took out an exquisite wooden box containing six glass bottles filled with bright red liquid, and presented it to Shahzani.

“Very well, thank you for your kindness, I accept it.” Shahzani said with a practiced smile, while raising her cup to return the toast to her mistress.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, dancers twirled barefoot on the central carpet, while female musicians sang lyrical songs praising the feast, love, and beautiful scenery, bringing the banquet atmosphere to a fever pitch.

At the same time, Shahzani noticed that the exotic fragrance was becoming stronger, and as the fragrance intensified, her body gradually became hot, and her private parts became slightly moist.

"So, it's coming after all?" she thought to herself.

Chapter 205 The Female Warrior in Triangle Panties

"Now, the 'good show' is about to begin," Shahzani thought coldly, raising her cup and downing it in one gulp.

But the plot took a slightly unexpected turn. The "unexpected change" did not occur, and the banquet continued in a high-spirited atmosphere. Before long, the air was filled with a strong fragrance, and the female guests present all had flushed cheeks and were infatuated.

Rubina had been drinking for several rounds, and her cheeks were flushed. As she rose and gracefully approached, Shahzani glanced at her and, good heavens! A large puddle of water had accumulated on the cushion, which was quite conspicuous.

“Your Majesty the Queen,” Rubina said, her voice more alluring than usual as she approached Shahzani, “you may spend your evening here… in comfort and pleasure.”

"Okay."

Shahzani laughed, then pulled her into her arms, stripped her clothes off, and kneaded her soft, full breasts. Her delicate hands quickly caressed every inch of her skin, until the other woman was so weak and numb that she collapsed onto the mat.

They were about to continue their offensive.

"No, not here..." Rubina, her face flushed and panting, pushed her away.

Without saying a word, Shahzani picked up the woman around the waist and carried her toward the side room.

However, at this moment.

In the shadowy corner, several pairs of sharp eyes were staring at two naked backs, their gazes flashing with murderous intent, and the sharp daggers exuding a chilling aura.

These people quietly lurked in the shadows, listening to the soft, seductive sounds coming from the boudoir, until a few melodious, high-pitched voices came from within.

"The time has come. Prepare to act." A cold, suppressed voice emanated from beneath the mask.

Inside the room, amidst the wafting incense and the gauze curtains, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous. Rubina lay limply on the bed, her face showing a shy and dreamy expression, her half-closed eyes rippling with desire, constantly twisting her body as if savoring the intense stimulation she had just experienced.

Shahzani, with a seductive air, sucked on her fingers with relish. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes sharpened as she gazed at a corner of the unlit room and said softly:

"Friends lurking in the darkness, come out! You can't appreciate this wonderful feeling just by looking from afar."

A stern gaze swept across, and sure enough, five men and women dressed in black bodysuits slowly emerged from behind the curtain. The lead assassin was slender and petite, yet exuded a sharpness and swiftness; judging from her figure, she was the maidservant beside Rubina.

“It’s not too late to admit defeat now.” Shahzani bent her beautiful legs and played with her toenails, not even looking at them directly, displaying a contemptuous attitude.

The five assassins didn't answer, but instead flanked her from both sides, poised to attack. With a gesture from the lead female assassin, several sharp projectiles shot out with a series of "whoosh" sounds, hurtling towards Shahzani!

Shahzani was completely naked except for the briefs that barely covered her private parts.

Seeing this, she smiled slightly, quickly pulled out the other pair of panties she had just changed out of, twisted them into a ball, and threw them with great force. Although they were made of thin and close-fitting fabric, they still unleashed amazing striking power with the help of great force. With a few crisp sounds, all the hidden weapons were knocked to the ground.

The black-robed assassins were greatly surprised, but they quickly recovered and drew their daggers, rushing forward in unison.

Shahzani smirked disdainfully, then brandished her briefs as a weapon, maneuvering nimbly and skillfully in the confined space to fight back.

Naked and unburdened by heavy armor, her defense was greatly weakened, but her agility was greatly enhanced. At the same time, her primary attribute remained as powerful as ever.

She dodged and weaved, her movements swift and precise, leaving her attackers with no openings. While evading them, she would suddenly launch a fierce attack, her intimate item acting like a deadly weapon, forcing her opponent back several steps.

After three or four rounds of fierce fighting, two of the assassins were exhausted and exposed their weaknesses. Shahzani instantly extended her jade foot and swept it horizontally, kicking the two men to the ground, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground. After seven or eight rounds of fierce fighting, two more men were forced to retreat. Shahzani took advantage of the situation and swung her briefs, sweeping away the two men's daggers. Seeing that things were not going well, the two men immediately used their agility and ability to escape to jump out of the window and flee.

Only the female assassin in charge remained.

The once luxurious boudoir was now in complete disarray. Expensive gauze curtains and carpets were torn to shreds by sharp objects, bronze oil lamps and incense burners lay crookedly on the ground, and earthenware jars and trays were scattered haphazardly on the floor...

Two women, one tall and one short, one muscular and one slender, one naked and one fully clothed, one known for her strength and the other for her agility, stood facing each other in silence.

“Are you still putting up a futile struggle?” Shahzani shook his head helplessly. “This is your last chance to surrender. If you continue to resist, you will face unbearable punishment.”

"Enough with the nonsense, just die!" The female assassin's eyes were icy cold as she charged at her again, wielding two daggers.

“How can an assassin defeat a heavily armored warrior? Even if the warrior isn’t wearing heavy armor right now,” Shahzani thought to herself.

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She leaned slightly to avoid the fatal dagger, instead seizing the female assassin's slender wrist and twisting it deftly, causing the assassin to howl in pain. A smile played on her lips as she raised her long, voluptuous leg and slammed her knee into the assassin's lower back, causing the assassin to scream again before the daggers clattered to the ground.

Shahzani grabbed the twisted panties and strangled the female assassin by the neck, coldly saying, "God above, you have no way out. Are you sure you still don't want to compromise?"

"Kill me! Cough cough..." Blood seeped from the female assassin's mouth through her mask, but she still stubbornly gritted her teeth.

“Fine, as you wish.” Shahzani shrugged and then began to roughly tear the female assassin’s clothes.

Headscarf, face mask, cinched blouse, loose trousers, lightweight boots, leather wrist guards—one piece after another was torn off by Shahzani, exposing her fair, smooth skin to the Queen's burning gaze. Finally, even the triangular cloth covering the female assassin's crotch was ripped to shreds.

"Woman of the devil! Evil Persian! I curse you to hell!" The female assassin, unable to bear the humiliation, cried out in anguish.

But what good was it? She was eventually pinned down by Shahzani, and no matter how much she screamed and struggled, she couldn't stop the voluptuous, strong, and powerful Shahzani from relentlessly assaulting her.

Before long, the female assassin "surrendered" under Shahzani's intimidation, but she was still cursing.

"The wine you drank contains deadly poison, and the exotic fragrance you smelled is a deadly aphrodisiac. Your army will be crushed and destroyed, and your end has come. Go to hell! You sorceress, cough cough..."

However, at that moment, the sound of a door being broken down came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, fully armed Samanian soldiers, carrying torches, marched in formation and surrounded the mansion, taking control of all the female servants who were still in shock. Even the two assassins who had escaped by jumping out of the window and scaling the wall earlier were now taken prisoner.

Chapter 206 The Failure of the Conspiracy

At the same time, flames blazed throughout the city, accompanied by deafening shouts of battle.

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing the sounds of battle outside, the female assassin couldn't help but laugh loudly. "Did you hear that? This is our massive counterattack! You Persians are about to be wiped out!"

“Hehe.” Shahzani chuckled meaningfully, “Don’t be too happy yet, we’ll see soon enough.”

Not long after.

A Samanian female officer came to pay her respects, bowed, and said, "Reporting to the King of Kings, the Mustafa army, which was lurking in the villages and towns in the northwest, has been completely annihilated by Grand Marshal Bahramu."

Shahzani waved for her to leave, and when she looked at the captured female assassin, she found her staring blankly, looking completely bewildered.

After a while, the sounds of fighting within the city gradually subsided.

Another Samanian female officer came to pay her respects, bowed, and said, "Reporting to the King of Kings, all the Basij militias in the communities have assembled, the armed rebellion in the city has been quelled, and the ringleaders of the rebellion have all been arrested and executed."

Shahzani waved his hand, signaling her to step back. When he looked at the captured female assassin again, he found her face ashen, completely devoid of her previous arrogance.

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Even before attending the banquet, Shahzani had already sensed something amiss: Why had the defeated Mustafa army suddenly disappeared without a trace? Why was Rubina suddenly being so attentive? Why was there an unusual person lurking around this wealthy widow? ... All of this made one wary.

Therefore, Shahzani and Bahraim devised a plan to turn the tables on them, ordering all Samanid troops stationed in cities such as Numania and Diyal-Akul to enter a state of high alert and be on high alert. Because this order was relayed efficiently and covertly through Nassak officers, the enemy hiding in the shadows remained unaware.

Even during the feast, Shahzani deliberately feigned a state of complete vulnerability, appearing seductive and infatuated on the surface, but in reality, she remained prepared for battle, finally luring the lurking viper out of its hole.

"You think you're so clever, believing you can succeed by poisoning the wine, but little do you know the antidote is already in my hands. As for that strange fragrance you mentioned, do you really think it's foolproof?"

"Let me tell you, you're completely wrong! Iranians possess the greatest scholars in the Islamic world; their wisdom encompasses the universe and their erudition connects the past and present!"

Shahzani made another sarcastic remark.

The female assassin lowered her head, plopped down on the carpet like a lump of mud, and remained silent.

"Is there anything else to say, lady assassin? Perhaps, before accepting your due punishment, you should at least state your name first," Shahzani said leisurely, pinching the female assassin's chin.

"Don't even think about it! Just kill me!" The female assassin raised her head, gritting her teeth fiercely.

“No, no, no.” Shahzani waved her hand dismissively. “Not only will I not kill you, I will also let you continue to live.”

He then ordered the female assassin to be imprisoned in a reinforced iron cage and publicly displayed in various Saman army units—completely naked, and forbidden from wearing any clothing.

The situation has stabilized.

Another thing Shahzani needs to do now is to find Rubina's whereabouts, because the widow slipped away quietly in the chaos of the earlier battle.

The Samanian soldiers searched everywhere, lifting curtains and veils, uncovering pillows and carpets, moving tables and beds, moving jewelry chests and drawers, and even searching the niches in the walls, but they couldn't find a single clue. They interrogated the female servants in the mansion, but they couldn't get any information out of them either.

Could it be that she sprouted wings and flew away?

"I guess they escaped using some secret passage that no one else knows about," Shahzani said thoughtfully, stroking her chin.

Just then, she noticed a hidden compartment in the corner of a square tapestry. This compartment blended seamlessly with the patterned brickwork around it, and it was not easy to spot unless one looked very closely.

He stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed the button. As expected, accompanied by a slight turning of the spring, a hidden door concealed behind the tapestry on the wall appeared before the soldiers.

The hidden door slowly opened, and illuminated by the candlelight, a pale, fleshy body was exposed without any cover to Shahzani and Saman's soldiers.

"Ah!" The slightly chubby and plump Rubina screamed in terror, covering her dark forest with both hands, her face turning deathly pale.

Splash!