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Before noon, Zhao Zixu heard a commotion outside and turned back to ask Eunuch Luo, "Is it the uncle of Qinghe who broke into the palace?"

Waiter Ronai replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The two thousand elite soldiers of Prince Qinghe have rushed into the imperial palace and sealed off the inner and outer areas of the imperial city, so that not even a fly can fly out.

At this moment, Prince Qinghe, wearing armor, led five hundred soldiers to the front of the Zichen Palace and fought with the imperial guards.

The shouts of killing and the clashing of weapons intertwined and echoed in the Zichen Palace.

The door of Zichen Hall slowly opened, and the gentle light in autumn penetrated the Zichen Hall, and the fine wind blew in, turning away from the face, making people feel very comfortable.

"Luo Shen, come with me and see how the emperor's uncle was defeated by me." Zhao Zixu smiled indifferently, as if bathed in the spring breeze.

Since Zhao Zixu was a child, Nei Shi Luo has been serving by his side. He has spent much more time with Zhao Zixu than the empress dowager, the queen, and even the late emperor. He can be said to be the person who has spent the most time with Zhao Zixu.

Eunuch Luo is the person who knows Zhao Zixu best and is the most loyal to him. For Eunuch Luo, Zhao Zixu is the only important person in his life.

"I obey your order." Luo Shen said.

Hua Fushu has not left the palace yet, and she is also in the Zichen Palace at this time. She stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, I will accompany you on behalf of Ye Zelin."

She was wearing a mysterious outfit, with three thousand black hair tied high, holding the Qingming Sword in her right hand, and her brows were heroic, looking very capable and decisive.

Your Majesty is a particularly important person to Ye Zelin. If Ye Zelin is not by Your Majesty's side at the most critical moment of Your Majesty, Ye Zelin will definitely feel regretful.

As his wife, Hua Fushu is willing to accompany His Majesty on behalf of Ye Zelin and watch His Majesty win the final victory on behalf of Ye Zelin.

"I believe that I will come back when it rains." Zhao Zixu trusted Ye Zelin at all times. He firmly believed that Ye Zelin would come back to watch him kill King Qinghe.

Zhao Zixu said, "All of you come with me and see how my soldiers captured the traitor."

"Yes."

Hua Fushu cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, by this time His Highness the King of Qin and my concubine should have arrived outside the palace to put down the rebels."

Zhao Zixu smiled and nodded.

Zhao Zixu strode outside the palace. He wanted to see King Qinghe defeated in his hands.

Nei Shi Luo, Hua Fushu and others followed closely behind Zhao Zixu.

Zhao Zixu stood tall and straight, standing on the white marble steps, looking down at His Highness's swords and swords, as the rebellious rebels and the Forbidden Army fought and killed each other.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a hint of victory. Prince Qinghe thought that the commander of the imperial guards, Jun Shouyi, was his man, but that was not the case.

Jun Shouyi was indeed King Qinghe's confidant in the Forbidden Army, but he is not now.

Nie Huaixin shot and killed the former commander of the imperial guards in order to put Jun Shouyi in power, as Jun Shouyi was easier to bribe and instigate a rebellion.

Yes, he secretly instigated Jun Shouyi to rebel, so Prince Qinghe was able to break into the imperial city so easily.

The reputation of Prince Qinghe for his virtue was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As long as he forced Prince Qinghe to start a rebellion, he could justifiably kill Prince Qinghe on the spot without any doubt.

Just as Hua Fushu said, Qin Youran was leading the Tianxuan Guards, Mei Sect's masters and several princes' soldiers to fight the rebels at the palace gate.

At another palace gate, Yu Chisu siblings, Ling Zhiheng, Ye Yunlu and others were also fighting with the rebels.

Outside the city, on the official road.

The bright yellow leaves on both sides fell from the branches, made a bend or circle, and then fell gracefully to the ground, some dancing gracefully before falling happily.

Ye Zelin rode on his horse, sitting as steady as a pine tree, holding the reins in one hand and pointing his spear at the ground with the other, "You don't have the ability to kill me!"

Several killers, armed with swords, swarmed forward.

Ye Zelin brandished his spear, blocking, chopping, picking and stabbing. With a series of consecutive movements, he not only avoided the killer's attack, but also forced the killer back and flew to avoid his counterattack.

The killers were ordered by their master to take Ye Zelin's life. A killer flew up with a long sword and struck directly at Ye Zelin's life gate.

It happened so fast that Ye Zelin used the stirrups to fly into the air, avoiding the killer's attack, and landed gracefully.

At the same time, two assassins attacked Ye Zelin. Ye Zelin blocked them with his spear. After several rounds, he successfully forced the two assassins back.

He had to make a quick decision so that he could get back in time to see His Majesty.

Ye Zelin fought with the killers for twenty or thirty rounds, but was still not out of the killer's attack range.

Just when he was thinking about how to break out, a barrage of arrows flew towards the killers. The sound of arrows penetrating the body rang in the ears of the killers. Gulu was bleeding red, and the killers collapsed in fear. land.

Ye Zelin looked at the killers on the ground, looked back, and saw a person, which made him extremely surprised, "Ci Yuan!"

"When it rains."

On the official road not far away, stood an army of hundreds of people, led by Ye Zelin's good friend Zhao Ciyuan, the son of General Huaihua.

Ye Zelin walked over and said, "Luckily I met you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get away for a while."

"I heard the sound of fighting from afar, and when I got closer I realized it was you." Zhao Ciyuan ordered a soldier to bring a horse over, "There is no time to lose, you go to the capital first."

Ye Zelin responded, jumped on the horse, turned around, waved the whip, and galloped away.

*

In front of Zichen Hall.

Prince Qinghe killed several imperial guards who were besieging him. He jumped up from the ground, pushed his feet hard, and flew towards Zhao Zixu like an arrow, then landed steadily on the white marble steps.

He held the Purple Lightning Sword in his hand and looked at Zhao Zixu with eyes like a cheetah full of ambition.

Zhao Zixu, who was standing on the steps, immediately looked at the sword in the hands of Prince Qinghe and asked, "Uncle Prince Qinghe, are you planning to use the sword my father gave you to take my life?"

Listening to Zhao Zixu's words, King Qinghe's cold eyes suddenly glanced to his right hand, and he suddenly thought of something.

This Purple Lightning Sword was a gift from his elder brother Zhao Zhong when he returned triumphantly from his first battle. The Purple Lightning Sword had been hidden in the armory for a long time. It was only after his elder brother begged the emperor for more than half a year that the emperor reluctantly gave it to his elder brother.

Thinking of his brother, King Qinghe's eyes softened inexplicably.

Zhao Zixu was the eldest son that his brother valued most, and he was also his favorite and most beloved nephew. Especially when he was in the British Palace, one of his favorite things was to tease Zhao Zixu, who was only a few years old.

He looked at the Purple Lightning Sword with an unclear look in his eyes. Did he really want to use the sword his brother gave him to kill his brother's son?

He raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Zhao Zixu, with a thought in his eyes that he shouldn't do that.

Soon, he rejected it without hesitation.

Born into an emperor's family, fighting for power and profit, and killing each other among flesh and blood siblings are the norm in itself.

Didn't the previous emperor also eliminate all his opponents before finally sitting on the throne of crown prince and then ascending the throne?

The late emperor could do it, why couldn't he?