The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

The emperor shook his head: "Back then, the national teacher hastily asked for leave, saying that he had to leave for a period of time, but he left for a few years. Now that he is back, maybe he knows that the imperial power will be handed over, so he came back specially to help you."

But Feng Muting snorted softly: "If he can count this, he is quite capable."

"Okay, when you're done with this, you go out of the city to pick up the national teacher." The emperor said.

Feng Muting frowned, not very happy, but he knew he had to go: "Yes."

At this time, there was rumbling thunder outside.

Feng Muting glanced at it, and couldn't help sighing, there was a thunderstorm, and he didn't know if the baby at home would be afraid, but unfortunately, he couldn't go back to accompany his baby.

After a thunderstorm, it rained cats and dogs.

"It's raining, Father."

"Well, that can't be helped. When the rain stops, you can go pick up the national teacher. They should also find a place to shelter from the rain when it rains, and they won't reach the gate of the city so quickly."

The inside and outside of the imperial city were quickly washed away by the rain.

Outside the city, a group of people was stopped by the sudden heavy rain.

Before they could find a place to shelter from the rain, they saw a man holding a long sword and wearing half a black mask standing in the rain, blocking their way.

Everyone exclaimed: "Protect the national teacher!"

"Master, there are assassins, don't come out, we will protect you!"

The national teacher sitting in the carriage frowned, and the son sitting next to him said in fear: "Father, I'm so scared, how could there be an assassin?!"

The national teacher raised his hand and slapped him: "How can I have such a cowardly son like you, if you continue to behave like this, don't come into the palace with me, lest you be disgusted by the emperor and King Ting!"

Outside the carriage, there were already sounds of swords colliding, flesh being cut, and roaring and shouting.

The transparent rainwater fell on the ground and turned into blood, condensing into streams.

There were countless corpses lying on the ground, and the man was covered with scars, but he was still holding the sword, staring at the carriage, and rushed towards it desperately.

But too many people stopped him.

He had no way of approaching the carriage at all.

At this time, the national teacher came out of the carriage. He looked at the assassin who couldn't get close to him. He lost his fear and replaced it with madness: "Kill him! Whoever can kill him, I will give you ten thousand taels of gold!"

As soon as everyone heard the golden ten thousand taels, they immediately worked harder.

The national teacher stood on the carriage, and the rain couldn't wash away his ferocious face and filthy heart. He laughed triumphantly: "I thought you were so powerful. It turned out that it was nothing more than that, you You can't kill me, as long as you die here today, no one will ever know this secret!"

The assassin let out a roar, raised his sword and rushed towards the national teacher recklessly, his eyes were scarlet and filled with overwhelming hatred.

The national teacher patted his heart and said with a smile: "Come on, stab here, just like I killed your whole family back then, you slipped through the net, I let you live for more than ten years, you should be satisfied Now, today, you just go down honestly and accompany your family!"

"Ah—" the assassin let out a long cry, and the pain that had been suppressed for many years broke out at this moment. Seeing that the enemy was right in front of him, he couldn't get close no matter what.

He knew he shouldn't be impulsive, he knew that he had a better way to deal with the enemy, but when he knew the enemy came back, he couldn't control himself.

He just wanted to kill and comfort the souls of the seventeen members of his family.

But after killing so many people, he still couldn't get close to the enemy, and instead let himself die here.

He is not reconciled, he is really not reconciled...