The direction of archery is the second floor of Qingchun Building and several shops in the surrounding area.

Most of the Imperial Forest Army and Southwest Army who followed Hu were masters, and soon some people jumped up to the second floor and went to the people above to fight hand-to-hand.

As time passed, the arrow slowly weakened.

Emperor Qingming had already taken refuge in the dragon car, and quickly left under the escort of the Imperial Forest Army.

Han Jun looked up at it, jumped forward, his toes were a little on the wall, and the long sword went straight at Zhao Chengyuan.

Zhao Chengyuan's body moved slightly, and he avoided the sword blade, and the sound of Xun was not even interrupted.

With a movement of the palm of one hand, he pushed towards a screen, which moved to the front of the collapse.

Luo Ping and Ye Chang flew up and met Han Jun, while Duan Yi looked at the three people who were in a mess, and also joined in, fighting against Luo Ping and Ye Chang together with Han Jun.

After Han Jun saw the face of the person who helped him, "Duan Yi? Why are you here?"

Duan Yi and Ye Chang fought against each other, and said, "Grandpa Guo, I came here to protect Miss Biao."

Han Jun retreated and closed the offensive.

He frowned and asked Duan Yi, "What's going on?"

Ye Chang always wanted to compete with Duan Yi and teach this man who robbed him of his favor in front of the heroine, but unfortunately he stopped after hitting him so many times, and he was really disappointed.

Seeing that two people were about to climb in the window again, he went up and kicked them down.

Duan Yi faced his master, still expressionless, "I have been following Miss Biao to escort recently, and Miss Cousin came here today to see you triumphantly parade through the streets."

Han Jun's eyes were fierce and he looked at Zhao Chengyuan, "The prince of Jin is acting and using the little woman as a cover, which is inevitably a loss of gentlemanly demeanor."

Zhao Chengyuan stopped blowing Xun and took Xun into his arms.

He paced in front of Han Jun and said with a smile, "The Duke of Dingguo does not thank this king for reminding him, but blames this king, it is not a good thing to be so arbitrary on the battlefield."

He pointed out the window, "There are so many Imperial Forest Army and Southwest Army, as well as Dingguo Gong, from a tactical point of view, but it's a good time?"

Han Jun is tall and strong, and has a murderous aura that has not disappeared on the battlefield, standing in front of the noble Zhao Chengyuan, although he is of the same height, his momentum is not weak.

He sheathed his sword and said in a deep voice, "Fiction is real, reality is virtual. If the prince discusses tactics with his father, he must also talk about the advantages of the terrain of this narrow valley."

His sharp eyes narrowed, "The prince still has to think about it, do you believe these emperors or not."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Dingguo Gong believes it or not, those killers are all dead soldiers, and none of them are alive."

Han Jun said, "You said yes, naturally it is."

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head helplessly, "It seems that the person behind the scenes has designed a very successful design, trapping this king in."

Han Jun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked at the smoker, and strode over to remove the incense, "Calm the gods, the prince's methods are inevitably disgraceful."

Ye Chang shouted dissatisfied, "Dingguo Gong, don't wronged the prince, the prince is afraid of scaring the county lord. This fights and kills, can the little girl not be afraid?"

Han Jun didn't respond to his explanation, and walked in the direction of the low collapse, and just as he was about to touch the yellow rosewood screen, his hand was blocked.

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Now that the outside has not been cleaned up, Zhaoping will inevitably be frightened when he wakes up. And the way you look, I'm afraid it will frighten her."

Han Jun looked down at the undried blood stains on his armor, exuding a fishy smell.

He listened to the description of the guards who came to answer him, it was a little girl, as old as Wan'er. I've just been frightened so much, and I'm afraid I'm going to be frightened when I see bloody goodbye at this time.

His hand stopped.

He looked around and saw a copper basin stand at the base of the wall, so he went over and dipped a cloth towel to wipe the blood on his body.

At the same time, the door opened, and Zhao Chen walked in.

He was dressed in a turmeric dragon brocade robe, which was stained with blood, adding some sharpness to his handsomeness.

He looked at the screen in front of the window, and through the side, he could see Han Youning's black hair lying on his side with his back to him.

His eyes darkened

Dark. In front of Zhao Chengyuan, she was so relaxed.

He walked up to Zhao Chengyuan and said, "Uncle Huang, my father has announced that you have entered the palace."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Prince, in your opinion, who did the assassination?"

Zhao Chen's expression remained unchanged, "Conspiracy is a major crime, and my nephew doesn't dare to make a judgment."

Zhao Chengyuan is still calm, and he doesn't seem to take the current predicament to heart, "You can't run out of this royal family after all, and you will be screened out after a sift."

Zhao Chen smiled, "Uncle Huang will explain it to his father in detail when he arrives, and my father will definitely be able to make a clear decision."

Zhao Chengyuan sat down at the table and drank tea, "The prince has finished speaking, is it time to leave?"

Zhao Chen is used to seeing the arrogance of the imperial uncle, but he has never accepted the will and does not enter the palace.

"Uncle Huang doesn't plan to enter the palace now?"

Zhao Chengyuan saw through Zhao Chen's mind and wanted to stay with the little girl, right?

He said, "Since this king has invited Zhaoping to come, he should send him back to his house safely."

"Uncle Huang doesn't have to worry, Zhaoping will send it alone."

Zhao Chen turned to Han Jun, "Dingguo Gong, leave it to Gu here, and please accompany the imperial uncle into the palace."

Han Jun responded, there were still rituals in the palace that had not been completed, and there was also a palace banquet, so he was not at ease to let Zhao Chengyuan stay here.

He looked in the direction of the screen, it was Aman's niece, the only remaining bloodline of her Chen family.

He couldn't help but walk over, wanting to see the girl who had some blood connection with Aman.

Zhao Chengyuan got up and followed, looking at him warily.

At the same time, Zhao Chen also walked over quickly.

Han Jun looked at them very strangely, who should guard against whom?

At the same time, I was a little worried in my heart, Chen Youning seemed to be a little close to the King of Jin, and he seemed to be quite familiar with the prince.

Han Jun bypassed the screen and stood in front of the couch.

The girl on the bed had her back to him, her face buried in the quilt, and he couldn't see her. Just looking at the sleeping lump, it looks like her aunt.

He couldn't help but smile lightly.

The smile faded the sharp lines on his face, adding a touch of softness and handsomeness to his serious and heavy countenance.

He was about to turn away, when the girl on top of him rolled over.

Han Jun froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

He looked at the girl's face fixedly.

It was a face he had thought about day and night for more than ten years, and every time he thought about it, it was painful. I have protected the world, but I can't protect her.

When he returned from the victory, there was no Aman running to him with a smile, no crying from his daughter, and he was greeted with earth-shattering news, a lonely grave.

He crouched down, "Aman? Are you Aman?"

His voice trembled, and he was cautious, for fear that she would disappear again as in a dream.

Zhao Chengyuan reminded, "Duke Dingguo, he is the niece of the first lady."

Han Jun's eyes regained a little clarity.

He closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the astringency in his eyes.

The girl in front of her is so young, how can it be Aman?

I'm really a demonic obstacle.

"Father."

A soft voice rang out.

Han Rui suddenly opened his eyes and met a pair of clear eyes.

With tears in her eyes, the girl looked at him aggrievedly, "Father."

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