He quickly patted the horse's back and turned to Bei Mingyue's horse. With a strong tug, the horse under the seat roared loudly and was forcibly pulled away from the rotten egg bombing range.
"Lin, let go, that person is Zijin!"
Bei Mingyue's face turned a little pale. In her last life, she had a good relationship with Luo Zijin. The two of them talked about everything and loved playing chess. They competed in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I don't know if Luo Zijin was interested.
Or why, she is the one who wins every time.
More importantly, she knows Luo Zijin’s biggest secret!
"Lin, Zijin cannot die, please save him quickly!"
Bei Mingyue could not break free from Nangong Lin's grasp, and could only watch Luo Zijin being smashed with rotten eggs all over his face. The sticky, yellow rotten egg liquid flowed all over his head and face, and even slid down his neck.
Once inside his clothes, he is almost no different from a beggar on the street, and even more miserable!
Bei Mingyue looked extremely uncomfortable, "Lin, save him, Zijin has mysophobia, and being treated like this by these people, he..."
Nangong Lin frowned in confusion. He followed her anxious gaze and saw that the people in the prison car were covered in rotten egg liquid and rotten vegetable leaves. They were already miserable and couldn't help but look away, "Ah Yue"
, don’t worry, I’ll help you save it.”
The common people attacked Luo Zijin in the prison car. The eunuch walking in front was naturally hit. He covered his head and finally got out of the attack circle. He saw Bei Mingyue riding with him not far away.
Nangong Lin, who was riding in the car, was startled, and shouted in a high-pitched duck voice, "Lin, Prince Lin! Are you back?"
Nangong Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of confusion in his deep chestnut eyes. Even if he had doubts about Bei Mingyue's request, he still threw out the gold medal he carried with him without hesitation and ordered, "Pass this king's order.
Stop all actions and take the prisoner back to the prison to await trial!"
Nangong Lin is the youngest son of the Queen of Nanli Kingdom, and the most admired son of the Emperor of Nanli Kingdom. In addition, he was given the throne at a young age, so his identity is naturally self-evident in Nanli Kingdom. He only said it lightly with seriousness.
Then, the noisy common people miraculously calmed down and bowed their heads in worship, regardless of the disgusting rotten egg liquid and rotten vegetable leaves on the ground.
"Congratulations to Prince Lin on his return to China!"
There was a uniform voice. Only the eunuch who still held the imperial edict in his hand did not bow. When he saw the gold medal in Nangong Lin's hand, instead of urging the jailer to admit him, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face with fine wrinkles, "Lin
Your Majesty, this, this... forgive me for not obeying my orders!"
"What did you say?"
Nangong Lin raised his voice, and his solemn expression added a bit of majesty, "Eunuch Su, you are very courageous. Not to mention that you have never kowtowed to me before, but now I have taken out the royal robe that symbolizes my father's order."
You dare to resist even though I was given a gold medal?! Who gave you such courage, hum!"
A "Humph" frightened Eunuch Su. His rickety body was arched more and more like an arched bridge, but he still did not kneel down. He could only say with a trembling voice, "Prince Lin, no, it's not that I don't want to kneel. Look at my hands.
Come on, this imperial edict..."
The imperial edict was written by the emperor himself, and it was also stamped with a jade seal. It was complete with yellow silk, black letters and red seals. However, what Nangong Lin held in his hand was just a gold medal that represented the emperor's personal presence.