After saying this, the general of the Zuojia army couldn't stand it anymore, and a general stepped forward and said: "Major general, this girl is right, our Zuojia army is a bright and upright man, how can we use a woman and children as a shield." No matter what the result is today, the Zuo family doesn't need a girl to guarantee safety! ”

"Yes, yes, let this girl go."

"It has nothing to do with her, so you shouldn't do this kind of thing!"

"I think of her, the stupid young lady of the Luo family before her. It's true that I haven't seen her in the imperial capital for three years. ”

The originally well-disciplined Zuo family's army was quickly made out of momentum by everyone's various suspicions, and Zuo Xuan, who was watching, gritted his teeth.

He never expected to kill Leng Mozhu halfway, let alone that Luo Qingqian, a woman, was not only sharp-toothed, but also hit the nail on the head!

He was still being held hostage at the moment, and he didn't know what to do now.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves not far away, and the sound of horses' hooves became more and more, and everyone couldn't help but look back.

I saw a team of people and horses rushing from far and near, and a big flag fluttering in the wind behind them, with an eye-catching word on it!

Seeing this, Zuo Jiajun's face changed color, the originally scattered formation was closed again, and the weapons in his hands were picked up again, looking at the people and horses who came quickly in front of him with a solemn expression.

Although the sound of the horse's hooves was getting closer and closer, everyone gradually saw the people in front of the line.

The man was dressed in soft armor and could no longer see the color, and there were scratches of various sharp weapons criss-crossed, and he had obviously experienced a hard fight. The handsome and demonic cold face of that symbol and the ruthless iron and blood emanating from Zhou's body fused perfectly, and as the distance got closer and closer, a sense of oppression on the face made people feel daunted.

Behind him, a group of sturdy and skilled cavalrymen followed. This team of people is on par with the Zuojia Army in terms of numbers and discipline, the only difference is that this team of people has a fierce spirit, and they rush from afar with an indomitable momentum! Zuo Jiajun, who has always been very confident, has a sense of fear.

When someone with keen eyes in the Zuojia army took a closer look, he exclaimed, "That person is King Jing!?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked fixedly, and more people exclaimed: "It's King Jing!" Sure enough, it's King Jing! ”

And then a question appeared in everyone's minds - didn't it mean that King Jing intended to rebel in the palace? How did it end up here?

And just when everyone was confused, the team led by Long Yunche was already roaring.

The cavalry team charged the infantry phalanx, like a tiger entering a flock. If it weren't for the fact that this group of cavalry didn't wave the blades in their hands, I'm afraid that the Zuojia army would be all over the field at this moment!

Rao is like this, the soldiers who were scattered by the Sajia army were injured by horses and the like, and temporarily lost their combat effectiveness.

After all, there are also people in the Zuojia army who have experienced a hundred battles, and when they saw this, they immediately organized their subordinates to resist back. But it was too late in time, Long Yunche had already taken the lead in attacking the Zuojia army's already tightly deployed formation, and the number of troops he led exceeded this group of people many times, directly dividing the Zuojia army into scattered pieces. A few generals on the horse only had time to wound a few cavalrymen before they were defeated by Long Yunche's generals on the side.

The Zuo family army, which was originally besieging the palace, was taken down by the people led by Long Yunche in the blink of an eye, which made everyone dare not believe their eyes.

And Luo Qingqian still had to see Long Yunche leading the troops once, that military uniform, with a concise expression, firm eyes, and an indomitable appearance, which was deeply engraved in her mind - it turned out that her man was so handsome when he was a general!

And Long Yunche, who was sitting on the horse, had already discovered Luo Qingqian who was standing opposite Zuo Jiajun, and his spirit was highly nervous at this moment, because he really didn't know why Luo Qingqian appeared here!

Although he was anxious, Long Yunche was still flustered, and he controlled the war horse to reach Luo Qingqian's side as quickly as possible.

After turning over and dismounting, Long Yunche hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Luo Qingqian, who was looking at him with a look of adoration, and said nervously: "Why are you here?" What happened? ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes had already fallen on the scratch on Luo Qingqian's neck.

After a while, the scratch was no longer bleeding, but a cut on the white neck and a lot of blood still looked shocking.

Long Yunche's eyes were dark, and a terrifying cold air burst out from Zhou's body in an instant, and he said in a deep voice: "They actually hurt you!" ”

In vain, he cared about the forbidden place at the entrance of the palace, and it was not easy for blood to flow into a river, so he ordered his subordinates to spare their lives.

But they actually dared to kidnap Qingqian to come here, and they knew that they wanted to use her to coerce themselves to be arrested.

What's even worse is that it hurt her!

He's going to kill them!

Just when he was about to order his subordinates to do it, Luo Qingqian suddenly stretched out his hands and directly hugged his waist, and said with relief: "You finally came back safely!" ”

Long Yunche's original fury froze at this moment. How could he not hear the care and love contained in Luo Qingqian's words.

Long Yunche hugged Luo Qingqian with his backhand: "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Luo Qing shook her head lightly and said softly: "Don't say I'm sorry, I know the responsibility you carry." As long as you come back safely! ”

Long Yunche's heart throbbed.

In the past few days, in order to be proud of the future of the dynasty and for the emperor's physical recovery, he has sacrificed his life and forgotten death.

In just two days, he broke through the blockade arranged by the Zuo family with the strength of one person, found the master who was also surrounded by the Zuo family, and joined Ouyang Yichen who rushed over, it can be said that Long Yunche almost didn't have time to sleep in the past two days.

Even though it was so difficult, Long Yunche still persevered by relying on the belief he had established since childhood to guard the emperor's safety.

But at this moment, Luo Qingqian's words made Long Yunche's heart feel a burst of warmth that instantly flowed through his limbs and hundreds of bones - there was still someone in this world who was worried about him, guarding him, and loving him!

In the past few days with Luo Qingqian, except for the beginning, the souls of the two got along day and night in his body, but after that, the two were busy with each other, and there were constant misunderstandings before there was no clear relationship.

Even if the two finally talked about marriage, one was busy with military affairs, and the other came back to his hometown to mourn, gathering less and leaving more.

I always thought that he put Luo Qingqian in the most important position in his heart, but he never knew that he had become Luo Qingqian's most important pillar and concern!

This woman, he must protect her for the rest of her life!

He hugged Luo Qingqian again, but he didn't dare to exert himself, and said in an uncertain tone: "Injured?" ”

Luo Qingqian straightened up, raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Don't worry, I injured my neck myself." This time, thanks to Leng Mozhu's help. ”

Long Yunche breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there were no other scars on Luo Qingqian's body, and then he raised his eyes to look at Leng Mozhu, who was still holding Zuo Xuan tightly and not saying a word.