After a while, someone suddenly came from outside Jingshou Palace.

A guard dressed as a lieutenant hurried in from outside the palace. Luo Zichang obviously knew him, and when he saw him from afar, he went to the palace gate.

The lieutenant said a few words in Luo Zichang's ear with an anxious expression, Luo Zichang's face changed suddenly, and he gave a simple order to the general Wuwei of the right guard beside him, and then followed the lieutenant quickly, without even looking back at Ye Tianhuai.

Ye Tianhuai saw this scene from the window.

Luo Zichang left her in a hurry, either because Li Baoquan was in trouble, or because the situation outside Chengtianmen was tense.

After Luo Zichang left, General Wuwei also came out of the courtyard and deployed the men of the right guard outside the door.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, Ye Tianhuai stood up quietly and took the Long Yuan Sword from the wall.

The sword was heavy and long, and it was a little laborious for her to hold it in one hand, and she was afraid that she would stumble when she hung it on her waist.

Ye Tianhuai took off the sword holster with a belt from the shelf on the side and put it on the outside of the scabbard, this sword holster was matched with the Longyuan sword, and by passing the belt over his shoulder, he could carry the sword on his back.

There was a faint slight heat coming from the hilt of the Long Yuan Sword.

Holding the sword again, Ye Tianhuai had mixed feelings.

In her previous life, it was the blade of this sword that slit her throat.

This is indeed not a mortal soldier. Ye Qianhuai still clearly remembered that the last time she held this sword, she also felt a wave of heat flowing from the hilt of the sword into her palm, into her heart, making the blood in her body seem to boil.

At this moment when Ye Qian hesitated, there was a faint sound of hand-to-hand soldiers not far from outside the palace gate.

"Zuo Yawei is reversed! Li Baoquan is reversed! I don't know who shouted outside the palace.

His voice made the left and right guards facing each other outside Jingshou Palace pull out their swords one after another.

"The army in front of the palace listened to the order, and Zuo Yawei wanted to rebel and kill him on the spot!" General Wu Wei drew the long sword at his side and shouted loudly.

As soon as his words fell, there was a killing outside Jingshou Palace.

The situation is on the verge of eruption. Ye Tianhuai put the sword holster of the Long Yuan Sword on his body, tightened his belt, and stepped out of the door of the main hall with the sword on his back.

Outside the palace was full of sounds of killing, but there was not even a person in Jingshou Palace.

Ye Qianhuai stepped out of the gilded threshold of Jingshou Palace.

A bloody breath came to my nose.

The wide palace road outside Jingshou Palace is full of desperate guards, the right guard in front of the palace is prepared, all of them are wearing soft armor, but the guards of the left guard only wear the blue narrow-sleeved guard robe worn when they are on errands, and they are not the same in terms of armament, and the situation is almost one-sided.

Not only did the left and right guards outside Jingshou Palace move, but there seemed to be other Praetorian guards in the distance. Because he was far away, Ye Qianhuai couldn't see the situation in the distance clearly.

But she knew that this left guard outside Jingshou Palace couldn't stand it for long. And once this left guard is defeated, then she, the emperor, is very likely to be controlled by the right guard. At that time, Luo Zichang will have many ways to charge Li Baoquan's Zuo Yawei with rebellion.

Then she not only can't save the Shizi who petitioned outside the palace today, but even has to pay for the only forbidden army in the palace that is loyal to her.

At that time, she will really be like a bird with folded wings, and she will be confined in this deep palace built of vermilion walls for the rest of her life, and become a puppet of the powerful ministers at will.

A stubborn cold light flashed in Ye Tianhuai's eyes.

She would never allow such a thing to happen.

She will not give in.

In this life, she will never be a caged finch for others to enjoy.

Even if there is a torrential storm outside the cage, and there are open guns and hidden arrows, she has to break through this warm cage woven with fairy tales and lies.

She is fearless and unwilling to look back, just to see the real and cruel vastness outside the cage.

Let the thunderstorm shoot down her feathers, let the rain disrupt her vision, let the wind and frost erode her muscles and bones, and she will never bow her head.

This is the Ye family motto, this is the Ye family's backbone, and this is the spirit that the Ye family's ancestors have passed down from generation to generation through blood.

It is better to bend than to bend, and it is better to die than to bend.

Ye Tianhuai raised his hand and held the Longyuan Sword on his back, the hilt seemed to be even hotter, so hot that Ye Tianhuai's body burned.

In an instant, Ye Tianhuai felt that the Long Yuan Sword seemed to have woken up.

She pressed the scabbard hard, and with more force, pulled the long sword out of its sheath.

The sword body emitted a low sword roar, like a dragon's groan, resounding throughout the palace.

The fighting guards were stunned by this dragon roar, and couldn't help but look at Ye Tianhuai.

Ye Tianhuai raised her sword with both hands, pointing straight to the sky, her expression was cold, but there seemed to be fire burning in her eyes. Ye Yunhan, the ancestor of the Ye family, also seemed to have woken up in this sword, spanning two hundred years and seven generations, and the greatest emperor of the Ye family woke up in the blood of Ye Tianhuai.

It made her feel refreshed and filled with strength and confidence.

The next moment, Ye Tianhuai rushed into the fighting crowd with a sword, and a sword pierced the body of a right guard, and the soft armor was as brittle as a piece of paper in front of Long Yuan's sword, which was useless.

Ye Tianhuai neatly withdrew his hand, and the man fell at her feet, and the warm blood stained her hand, with a pungent fishy smell.

"The generals of the right yawei immediately put down the swords and guns in their hands, and I am not guilty. Otherwise, the one who commits the trouble will be the same as this person! Ye Qianhuai shouted.

There was a moment of stasis in the battle, and then, General Wuwei, who was not far away, looked at Ye Tianhuai, looking at death as if he were at home, and he said loudly: "The right guard of the forbidden army, no one is greedy for life and afraid of death!" ”

With that, he swung his sword and slashed at the enemy around him.

This sword made the people on both sides fight again.

Ye Tianhuai frowned, and subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

It was the first time she had killed someone.

She didn't want to kill.

Even though she knew that these were enemies in front of her and she had to kill, she didn't want to kill.

Because in her eyes, they are not only her enemies at the moment, but also the soldiers of Dajing. Every time one of the guards here dies, Dajing is like losing a drop of blood. Every drop of blood lost by Dajing, Ye Qianhuai's heart ached.

They were supposed to use what they had learned to serve the great scene, but because of the incompetence of her, the emperor, and because of the chaos of the court, they died here and died meaninglessly.

Ye Qianhuai didn't want to see such bloodshed.

So she tried to find a peaceful way to solve these problems.

But with little success.

Ye Tianhuai held the Long Yuan Sword tightly with both hands, rushed out, and never looked back. She raised her sword and slashed without hesitation.

This is the imperial power. Imperial power is bloodshed. The right not to need bloodshed does not exist. If you don't kill people, you can't stand your might, and if you don't kill people, you can't deter your subjects. Ye Qian said to himself in his heart.

She has a prosperous era of Heqing Haiyan in her heart, and for the ideals of this prosperous era, these people in front of her have to die.

One day, she will use a peaceful way to comfort the souls of the dead today.

Ye Tianhuai swore silently in his heart.

She didn't know how many people she had killed, and she didn't know how many people she had injured. She fought side by side with Zuo Yawei, like a member of the forbidden army, fighting all the way to the palace gate.

After most of the moment, Ye Qianhuai finally stopped to catch her breath, she raised her head and saw that the Xuanqing Gate between the front dynasty and the harem was in front of her. Behind the Xuanqing Gate, the shining eaves of the Taihe Hall glowed solemnly in the noon sun.