308 The Eldest Princess (Sixty-Eight)

"The emperor also said that it will be a hundred years later! As for the new emperor...... Nan Xuange? Oh, I'm afraid he'll never come back! Come on, send the emperor on the road! On the Huangquan Road, let him be a companion with his father! ”

Immediately, someone stepped forward, and when his hands were about to touch the old emperor's upright body, he froze suddenly.

I only heard the huge door outside the Taihe Hall clanged and was kicked open from the outside, and the cold voice revealed a soldier's murderous atmosphere, "I see who dares!" ”

"Brush, brush, brush—"

The situation that was still under the full control of Nanjing Yu was instantly reversed, and the soldiers who were taller and braver than the Praetorian Guards quickly surrounded the entire Taihe Palace, and the Praetorian Guards, who were still menacing, were completely like a little chicken who had been choked by the neck at this moment, and they didn't have the courage to resist!

Countless soldiers blocked the Taihe Palace, and when the situation in the hall was controlled, they stood in several rows in an orderly manner, and slowly walked out from behind a man wearing cold armor, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping viscous blood downward.

When the nine-foot-tall man with a resolute face stood solemnly in front of Nan Jingyu, his eyes widened in astonishment, completely incredulous. My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know how to react.

The man smiled lightly first, his deep voice seemed to vibrate from his broad chest, and his tone was casual and a little pleasant, "Brother Sixth Emperor, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

His words of greeting immediately woke everyone up. This person, isn't this the Ninth Highness Nan Xuange who has resisted the enemy for three years and never returned?

Three years is enough time to change a lot, and his slightly immature face has become resolute and cold, and the scars on his face are his medals for great achievements! Tall, wearing armor, his steps are vigorous, and his actions are like the wind!

Every move, word and deed has completely faded away from the original immaturity, and it has been sharpened like a war knife that must see blood when it comes out of the sheath, and the edge is fully displayed!

The dark phoenix eyes lightly glanced at the stunned Nan Jingyu, Nan Xuange turned around and bowed respectfully, "Emperor, it's Xuange who is late, and you are frightened, please forgive me!" ”

The old emperor's eyes were full of relief, and he brushed off his previous coldness, helped Nan Xuange up with trembling hands, and said in a loud voice: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" ”

With such an emperor who has the world in mind and serves the people and the country, Nanqin has been saved!

Even if he can't wait for Nan Xuange's arrival today, even if he dies, he has no regrets!

"Nan Xuange! How can it be! It's fake, come on, get him arrested! This man is an impostor! The real Nan Xuange is obviously dead! Nan Jingyu finally reacted, his eyes were about to crack, he pointed at Nan Xuange, and ordered loudly.

However, the Praetorian Guards who had been bribed by him had long been controlled by the elite soldiers brought by Nan Xuange, and he was allowed to shout and shout, his expression collapsed, and no one answered at all.

Nan Xuange exchanged a few words with the old emperor, and ordered someone to pass on the imperial doctor as the emperor's pulse, and then stepped on his combat boots, step by step-

"Step, step, step ......"

The sound of the smooth floor of the Taihe Hall colliding with the footsteps is very rhythmic, and it hits people's hearts one by one, which is terrifying.

Nan Jingyu glared and retreated with his movements, "What are you going to do?" What are you doing?! Stay back! I told you not to come! He broke down and shouted, he couldn't stop Nan Xuange's pace in the slightest, he looked around left and right in panic, and when he saw his uncle, he hurriedly ran towards him, "Uncle, uncle! ”

He's finished, why didn't Nan Xuange die! How could he not die!

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