"Your Majesty, Mr. Wei is here." A guard who went to invite someone said in a low voice. Prince Zheng with a gloomy face turned his head and saw that the old man who was trembling even when he walked was slowly walking over. The old man walked very slowly.
Slowly, it seemed that the distance was only a few dozen steps, but he walked slowly for a while, surrounded by the low-pitched wailing of the royal guards. Many people had even passed out. King Zheng couldn't wait for the old man to slowly walk slowly.
Come over, I have to rush up to you.
"My young prince, don't you know that I am welcoming the princess?" The old palace man shook his sleeves and asked in a deep voice. King Zheng frowned and said in a low voice: "The incident happened suddenly, and Xiao Wang had no choice but to do it."
Please come to Mr. Wei, and I hope you will show your kindness."
"It's okay, Haihan, you hurriedly called me over. What's going on?" The old man had a joking smile on his lips, but he walked forward, "Well, Captain Mu is seriously injured and needs your treatment."
King Zheng smoothed his sleeves and pinched the corners of his sleeves tightly with his fat white fingers, as if suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Captain Mu is injured? What's going on?" The old man's eyes flashed, his steps suddenly became more vigorous, and he rushed to the temporary tent in a few steps. Mu Ziliang was completely unconscious at this time, and several people were slightly injured.
Royal guards are guarding him.
Seeing that the dying old man suddenly became as strong as a chicken's blood, King Zheng seemed not surprised, and followed a few steps into the tent, "It's a serious sword wound, or a penetrating wound, tsk tsk, this man's swordsmanship is not good."
Just average." The old palace man stood in front of the camp bed and glanced at Mu Ziliang, but he said with admiration while stroking his beard.
"Sir, there are many reasons for this matter. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain the conflict for a while. I hope you can save Captain Mu's life, otherwise, this matter will be difficult to end~!" King Zheng said with a serious face.
Mr. Wei rolled up his sleeves, pressed his fingertips on Mu Ziliang's neck for a while, and slowly returned: "As long as he has not expired in front of the old man, even Ming Lord can't take him away in person. The young prince doesn't need to wait any longer."
He said, I know it well."
Prince Zheng frowned. Even though he was asking for help, the fat prince felt an indescribable feeling of disgust when he saw him. "Then I won't disturb you, sir. I will go out first." Zheng
Wang replied coldly, turned around and left. From the little king to this king, the sixteen-year-old King Zheng expressed his dissatisfaction with him. The old palace man curled his lips slightly and raised Mu Ziliang's arm.
He stood up and said with disdain: "King Hui is just a child, and his temper is still so childish."
When the old man in palace clothes said this, there were several royal guards in the camp. As soon as he finished speaking, the guards all lowered their heads, not daring to express their anger. The old man looked at them, wondering what he was thinking.
He said something funny, and the corners of his wrinkled mouth were raised at a wide angle.
"Brother, the prince has asked you to come over." Ling Feng adjusted his clothes. He knew that someone would come to him sooner or later, but he didn't expect that it would be Ning Xuan who came. Ning Xuan's willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly frowned, her face full of
As soon as they heard that the prince wanted to go to Ling Feng, Ling Xue and Situ Qingyang stood up, "I'll go with him." Situ Qingyang stood up and grabbed Ling Feng's arm with one hand. Ning Xuan saw this.
, the corner of her mouth pursed slightly, but she said softly: "Ning Xuan knows that Miss Situ has a close personal relationship with the prince, but at this time, I am afraid it is inappropriate for Miss Situ to come forward, and besides, the prince has not ordered Miss Situ to come over."
"No one needs to go with me, I'll go alone." Lingfeng pushed away Situ Qingyang's hand that was holding his arm, looked at everyone and walked out. Lingxue suddenly became anxious and grabbed him with a quick step.
She asked Ling Feng, "Sister, I will accompany you. If the prince wants to punish you, I will carry it for you." Ling Xue said very seriously and urgently, but Ling Feng smiled slightly and pushed her hand away, "
Sister, don’t worry, I think Prince Zheng is just looking for me to find out what happened, so let’s deal with it, what are you afraid of?”
"It's okay, I'm here." Ning Xuan walked forward and hugged Ling Xue with one arm. Ling Xue then let go and watched Ling Feng and Ning Xuan walk out.
"Your Majesty, I have brought you here." Ning Xuan replied softly. At this time, Prince Zheng was sitting on a chair, holding his chubby forehead with his chubby hands, with a depressed look on his face. "Oh, here he is." Zheng
The king raised his head and glanced at Ling Feng expressionlessly, "I have met the prince." Ling Feng saluted, and then King Zheng sighed, stood up, straightened his robe and said, "I have already understood what happened.
I know, you have to explain something else, I called you here to ask you something."
"Excuse me, Your Majesty." Ling Feng was not afraid and returned calmly, "I just ask you, did you know the identity of Captain Mu at that time?" There was a bit of coldness in the little fat man's eyes, and Ling Feng was stunned for a moment.
Silly, if Situ Qingyang hadn't told him afterwards, Ling Feng really didn't know that Mu Ziliang was the captain of the royal guard and the nephew of Li Musen, the right minister of the empire. After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng replied truthfully: "Before
I didn’t know, but I know now.”
"So, you didn't know he was a royal guard when you attacked him?" There was a strange look in the little fat man's eyes, as if he was inducing Ling Feng to say this. Ling Feng nodded, although he didn't
I know what King Zheng meant by doing this, but it is a fact.
"Okay, I won't ask anything else. When Her Royal Highness the Princess asks you, just tell her what you told me now. I guarantee you will be fine." The little fat prince seemed to be relieved and took it away.
All the coldness on his face calmed down. Ling Feng was slightly startled, but Ning Xuan's face flashed with joy. She hurriedly pulled Ling Feng's sleeve and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After saying thank you, Ling Feng was confused. Logically speaking, the Mu Ziliang he injured should be regarded as one of Prince Zheng's people. After all, Mu Ziliang was a royal guard, and when attacking Mu Ziliang, Prince Zheng had tried to dissuade him more than once.
Himself, what's more, Ling Feng even offended him during this process. According to Ling Feng's heart, King Zheng should be settling the scores and causing trouble for himself. However, he used this method to protect himself. There is only one explanation for this.
, King Zheng saw someone’s face.
And this person might be Ning Xuan, maybe it's Situ Qingyang, but in short, it's not Ling Feng himself.
"You just go out and wait. The princess will be summoned soon. I'll go in first." King Zheng said harmoniously. Ling Feng and Ning Xuan saluted together, then walked out of the tent one after another and stood in front of them.
Outside the tent, those royal guards who were still standing guard after being slightly injured dared not speak out in anger towards Ling Feng. In front of so many young masters and young ladies, the entire royal guards could not get off the stage. In their eyes, Ling Feng was already a
Their biggest class enemy, not to mention that Ling Feng severely wounded their commander Mu Ziliang in front of them. This can be said to be a shame for the entire Royal Guards.
"Brother, the prince has promised to protect you. There should be nothing serious. You can rest assured." Ning Xuan looked at Ling Feng, who had a calm face. She was obviously trying to comfort Ling Feng, but in fact, she was speaking to herself.
Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled slightly and nodded lightly. His smile was seen in the eyes of the two guards not far away as Chi Guoguo's provocation. Although he knew that he could not beat the young man in front of him, the two guards could not defeat him.
This passionate man couldn't help but get angry.
The steel knife was sharpened at an angle. Ling Feng pulled Ning Xuan over, and the blade cut off Ning Xuan's back. Then a steel knife came from the side and stabbed Ling Feng in the back.
Coming over, Ning Xuan was startled and screamed instinctively, but Ling Feng put one hand around her waist, hugged her and moved her position, with the two knives staggered away.
Seeing that the prepared sneak attack was dodged, the two guards were obviously startled, followed by two loud shouts, and they simply attacked Ling Feng from the left and the right. Behind Ling Feng and Ning Xuan was the camp, so they retreated.
Having no choice but to retreat, he moved his steps slightly. Ling Feng stood directly in front of Ning Xuan. The giant sword had already followed Mu Ziliang. At this time, Ling Feng did not have any weapons. The corners of his mouth squirmed slightly, and he saw a flash of golden light.
, a three-meter-high cauldron appeared out of the sky, with two "dang-dang" sounds, and two steel knives struck the dark surface of the cauldron.
"Looking for death~!" Ling Feng shouted coldly. He lifted one leg of the Nine Dragon Cauldron with one hand, and a black ball hit it with a "bang". Before the two guards who came up could see clearly what it was, they already
It was thrown away by a strong force.
Looking at the two people who collapsed on the ground, Ling Feng said coldly: "Is the tradition of the royal guards a sneak attack from behind?" The two guards were seriously injured by Ling Feng holding a cauldron, and only blood came out of their mouths.
After being able to reply, "Your Excellency, you may not look down upon the royal guards too much. You have been hurting people one after another, but you are bullying no one in our army~!" With a cold shout, Ling Feng only saw a red light falling from the sky in front of him, a red light.
In a flash, a man wearing red armor appeared.
This is a young man who is probably in his early twenties. His armor style is basically the same as Mu Ziliang's, but if you look closely, you will find that this red standard armor is not only more beautiful, but also looks better.
It's more sophisticated, and the floral decorations on the arms are also much more advanced.
"General Ge, this kid is bullying others too much. I hope the general will make the decision~!" The guard who was lying on the ground reluctantly got up, glanced at Ling Feng with resentment in his eyes, and saluted the young man respectfully.
"Go away~! Useless thing~!" I thought that the general who jumped out would make the decision for himself, but the reality was cruel. With a wave of his hand, the young man slapped the guard out.
The guard with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth struggled a few times and fainted decisively.
The other person no longer dared to step forward, and took a few steps back cowardly, "As an imperial royal guard, each one of you is reduced to a sneak attack from behind. When did I teach you these dirty tricks?" The man in red armor said
The young general's voice was like a bell, and his eyes widened in rage. The guards who came after hearing the news immediately backed away in shame with their heads lowered, and no one came forward.