When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

This is like a small army. Both in terms of momentum and martial arts, it is incomparable to ordinary guards.

They come from the battlefield and are used to life and death.

"Greetings, Princess." The leader shouted, kneeling on one knee and clasping his hands together. This person was missing an ear...

The person behind him seemed to be guided by something.

"I've met the princess."

In an instant, a large group of people fell down, with the same movements and the same postures.

The difference is that the injuries are located in different places on each of their bodies.

Some are missing arms, some are missing ears, some are missing fingers, and some are missing eyes.

These are all minor injuries, but those who have lost their legs and some who are seriously injured cannot be arranged in such an orderly manner.

"Stand up. In my Regent's Palace, soldiers don't need to kneel." Jiang Yunchu said solemnly.

It's not being polite, it's not disregarding the law, and it's not wanting to rebel against this era.

This is her respect for the soldiers, her lofty awe, and the military spirit she has accumulated after more than ten years on the battlefield.

"Outside, proper etiquette must be followed. In the palace, no soldier needs to kneel or salute." She looked at the fifty hesitant people and said it again solemnly.

"Princess, this is against the rules." The one-eared man who was leading the group was touched, but he knew that this was the rule.

Jiang Yunchu smiled. There was something arrogant in her smile, a kind of high-spirited arrogance that was unparalleled.

"rule?"

"Ah!"

"Let's not talk about the Regent Palace for now. My words, Jiang Yunchu, are the rules!"

"I would like to see who dares to question or refute my orders in this Regent's Palace."

For a moment, she didn't seem like a woman in seclusion, but rather like a general on the battlefield, swinging his gun and charging forward fearlessly.

"I can not."

……

A weak voice and his slowly raised hand indicated the source of the speech.

"I don't dare either."

The clear childish voice, sweet and adorable, coupled with the sound of the bells on the head, that cute look softens people's hearts.

The two voices just now were from Ning Hanmo and Ning Yuexue.

"Stand up." Jiang Yunchu looked at the fifty people.

Everyone seemed to see the missing prince in the princess.

Although their eyes are cold, their looks and temperaments are different, but they all have the ability to convince people.

"Yes!" the one-eared leader shouted loudly.

This "yes" breaks the secular world and the rules.

But at the same time, the distance between them and the Regent's Palace was broken.

They don't have a home, but they have a better place to go, they can get a higher monthly salary and have a better life.

but!

The prince is missing, and this huge Regent's Palace, the elderly, the weak, women and children, need protection. So they will guard the palace and prevent anyone from coming to harm.

But today, the princess' words broke their worries and disrupted their hearts.

At this moment, a female voice continued to sound.

"Shunzi, let Ning Hanmo sit on the stool."

Jiang Yunchu suddenly spoke, and no one knew what she was going to do. She had just gathered people together. Wasn’t she going to find a place to fight?

But now it seems that he is not in a hurry!

"Sit down." The one who answered her was not Shunzi, but Ning Hanmo.

He looked at these fifty people and the woman who was full of fighting spirit. At the age of six, he felt his blood boiling for the second time.

The first time was at Xizhai Racecourse.

Today was the second time. No one took action, but just a few simple words were enough to make his blood boil.

"Ning Hanmo, look at each of their eyes, look at the injuries on each of them."

Jiang Yunchu walked to Ning Hanmo's side. Her tone was unprecedentedly harsh, without the usual sarcasm or admonition.

This was the first time she was so strong, so strong that she could not be refused.

Ning Hanmo didn't say anything, just looked at everyone's eyes and their wounds.

"He, in order to save an innocent girl, was shot in the ear by an arrow, which missed the mark right between his eyebrows."

Jiang Yunchu walked up to the leader and pointed at his injured ear.

"He broke his right arm in a battle five years ago."

"When he was besieging the mountain stronghold eight years ago, his eyes were poisoned. Only one of them was saved, and his vision was not clear."

"And him. Five years ago, he was ambushed on the way to escort you and the prince back to the palace. He was stabbed in the chest and almost died."

……

One person, one wound. Every time Jiang Yunchu spoke of this, she stood beside that person, and her voice was very cold.

But everyone present felt as if their hearts were in a furnace.

Those fifty men did not show any anger during the battle, and even when they were injured and nearly died, they still looked indifferent to life and death.

but……

at this point!

After such a long time, there are still people who remember their wounds.

"Ning Hanmo, remember, if you had chosen the path of scientific research, I would not have said so much to you today."

"but!"

"You chose your battle."

"In the future, maybe you will be buried alive, maybe you will return home in glory, or maybe you will be covered in wounds."

"But you have to keep going on the path you have chosen, no matter what happens in the future."

"This is your mission and the path you have chosen."

“Be kind to heroes, and don’t let your future self feel disheartened.”

Jiang Yunchu turned her back to Ning Hanmo and closed her eyes tightly, hiding the emotions in her eyes, which were more of reluctance and unwillingness.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked directly at Ning Hanmo.

The boy who was sitting on the stool and couldn't stand up asked, "Do you remember it?"

Ning Hanmo was shocked. He had seen these people before and even laughed at them with his friends.

But today I realized that their bodies were covered with wounds, battle records, and merits.

"Remember!" In an instant, I was pushed to grow up.

Jiang Yunchu wondered if he was too cruel.

He is just a six-year-old child! He should have a happy childhood.

but……

They don’t have much time left. The Cao family is just a hole. Who knows who will be there in the future?

She can bear it, let him grow up, and give him time to grow up, but he is destined not to have a childhood.

"You are heroes. In the Regent's Palace, heroes don't kneel."

You are heroes.

Heroes never kneel!

Every word touched their hearts, and the hearts of those fifty people were as hot as charcoal in a stove.

"Do you remember it?"

Jiang Yunchu's question was like ice that penetrated their hearts and extinguished their charcoal fire.

"Yes!"

Fifty people, all speaking in unison.

I have been depressed for the past few years, not knowing what to do and what the future holds.

Suddenly, it seemed to awaken something in the soul, and that thing was burning hot.

They knew that was the soul of the army!

The soul of a soldier.

A scholar dies for a confidant!