"And me." Lu An straightened his chest and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Zongtai: "Old man, don't think you are the only one who is not afraid of death!"
"Not bad, not bad." Li Zongtai laughed loudly, and the wind in the hall swept up his clothes and fluttered like flags, giving birth to countless heroic feelings: "You little kid, you have a bit of the spirit of the National Protector Army!"
Li Zongtai squinted his eyes, filled with emotions. Princess Duanmu Jinming, the protector of the country, was a great woman who created a generation of legends. If she were still alive... the eyes of the old eunuch were filled with tears, and the little princess had not only been bullied so much!
"A hundred miles like a pine tree." He laughed wildly: "Bring your people to kill, and see if the Za family will be afraid of you!"
"Eunuch Li!" Baili Rusong, the commander of the Imperial Guards, is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Relying on the status of his father Bailiyuan, he has always been arrogant. Being contradicted again and again today, he has long been full of anger.
"The Emperor has an audience with Princess Xuan, do you want to resist the decree?!
"Resist the edict?" Li Zongtai opened his palms towards him: "Bring me the imperial edict?"
Baili Rusong's breath condensed, and there was a cold and gloomy murderous intent in his eyes.
Li Zongtai sneered: "Is the Zajia family resisting the imperial edict, or are you Baili Rusong pretending to pass on the imperial edict?"
"Don't slander anyone." Baili Rusong frowned and his face turned red: "This commander received an order from the emperor."
"You said that if there is an oral edict, there will be an oral edict?" Li Zongtai rolled his eyes: "There is no evidence, how can I believe it? Do you believe it?"
Lu An shook his head under his gaze: "I didn't see the oral instructions. I only saw the Baili Commander leading his troops with murderous intent to assassinate the princess."
"Exactly." Li Zongtai nodded: "We will defend the safety of the princess to the death!"
Baili Rusong is Bailiyuan's youngest legitimate son. He used to be very arrogant, but he is not as eloquent as his elder brother Baili Yunsheng. He was so angry that the old man and the young man were so angry that they couldn't say a word. His eyes gradually became cold.
A gloom that is as red as fire is born.
"The Imperial Guards will obey the order and capture the thieves who resist the order. If there is resistance, they will be killed without mercy!"
The word "kill" was spoken, the swords and guns were unsheathed, and Li Zongtai and the two were surrounded. Lu An's eyes were half-squinted, and his lips and teeth were smiling coldly. The ghost sword was unsheathed and made a clanging sound. The jackdaws passed by, the grass and trees were covered with frost, and the battle was about to begin.
Squeak.
When the tension was at stake, the closed door opened, and a slender, tall and cool young man stood leaning against the door: "It's so noisy!"
Three words, lazy and low, like a needle hidden in cotton. It pierced the chill in the courtyard and dissipated instantly.
"Sixth Master." Lu An happily greeted the young man: "I didn't let anyone enter the house."
Seeing the tall man in front of him shaking his head in a flattering manner, Lin Chu's lips twitched uncontrollably: "Very good, thank you for your hard work."
"It should, it should." Lu An smiled.
There was an eerie silence in the courtyard. How could a man who was so ferocious just a moment ago...behave like a sheep in the blink of an eye? In other words, how did he break through the heavy siege of the Imperial Guards and reach the door of the house?
"Get out of the way." Li Zongtai, the calmest man, shuttled among the crowd. When he encountered someone who was an eyesore, he stretched out his hand to push the person away: "You don't know how to make way for the elderly? You are uneducated!"
The Imperial Guard collapsed, what is this...who is this!
"Sixth Master." Li Zongtai only called softly, his eyes full of anxiety. Seeing Lin Chu barely nodding, his eyes immediately showed a smile: "Old slave, go and take a look."
"Go, she will..." Lin Chumeifeng frowned slightly, and a deep sense of pity slipped through her eyes: "She needs more people to accompany her."
"Who are you?"
The harmony ends in the cold and angry voice of a young man.
Lin Chu slowly raised his head to look at Baili Rusong, who was in a state of rage, and pulled his lips together with a smile: "Good man."