The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Shen Runing's pupils shrank and turned suddenly almost instinctively.

“Mian’er!!”

"puff!"

The arrow grazed her shoulder, blood exploded, and blood splattered on Luo Mian's snow-white clothes!

Luo Mian turned around suddenly and hugged Shen Runing tightly. Looking at the blood on her shoulder, his voice was filled with anger and panic.

"Ning'er! Are you crazy? Do you know... if that arrow had missed by half an inch, you would have died."

His trembling fingers fell on the edge of Shen Runing's wound, but he still didn't dare to touch it, and could only murmur in a low voice.

"I'd rather be the one shot by the arrow."

Shen Runing was afraid of losing Luo Mian.

The same is true for Luo Mian.

Shen Runing didn't care about the pain, she just stared at the direction where the hidden arrow came from with cold eyes.

"Ambush... He arranged it long ago!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sound of bowstrings came from all directions!

"By order! Capture the thief!"

Behind the golden pillars in the hall, above the caisson, and beside the red steps, hundreds of the emperor's death squads appeared and fired bows and arrows.

The arrow is shining coldly and the murderous aura is overwhelming!

The emperor's face trembled slightly as he spoke.

"The thief is here, kill him without mercy!"

"Whoosh-!"

"Whoosh-!"

……

Zhou Hui stood up, drew his short blade, and swung it horizontally to block the rain of arrows and protect Guo Bin, Qiu Ping and others.

“Hide behind me!!”

Wei Lin narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then squinted his eyes and stared at the Fengtian Hall where arrows were flying.

Logically speaking, people from the Taoist sect are not allowed to interfere in the mortal world, let alone participate in power struggles in the court.

But this time, he wanted to stand up.

Yesterday, he revealed the secret and pointed out a calamity to Luo Mian, which has already cost him ten years of his life.

If you still stand idly by at this moment, you will have wasted these ten years.

"Luo Mian... I'm going to scold you harshly in "The Biography of Prince Ruyang"!"

He murmured quietly.

"My ten years of life..."

With a sudden lift of his sleeves, a yellow talisman shot out from the air, and golden light surged!

"burst."

As soon as a word was uttered, the void shook!

"boom!!"

The yellow talisman instantly exploded into a ball of fire, breaking the bowstring in mid-air, burning the quiver, and forcing the assassins into chaos!

For a moment, the arrow formation was unbalanced and the battle situation tilted!

Wei Lin stood behind the blazing flames with a cold expression.

At that moment, he was no longer a Taoist priest practicing in seclusion outside the world, but a man guarding lives at the forefront of disasters in the mortal world.

"If the dragon robe is stained with the blood of the people, it will be no different from a shroud!"

"How can one be worthy of being called the Son of Heaven if the bones of the people are used as steps?"

"If the throne were filled with bones, this Golden Palace would be struck by thunder and become a guillotine!"

The sky and earth roared as if they were aware of something. The last yellow talisman in Wei Lin's hand was picked up by the wind and exploded into the Fengtian Hall.

"Even a three-foot-tall cloth can set the emperor on fire!"

When destiny is disturbed, we will use our mortal bones to change it!

Wei Jiuzhao was not to be outdone. She was indeed Luo Mian's "sister-in-law". She would really step forward when something happened.

Holding a soft knife, he protected Luo Mian and Shen Runing.

The golden tiles on high above exploded, Mu Shan Yunshui spat out the straw stick in his mouth, stepped down from the roof of the hall, his cloak fluttering, and killed the enemy as soon as he landed!

"master!"

"Even if we have to slaughter everyone in this Golden Throne Hall, the two of us will carve out a way for you to survive!"

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-!”

Arrows pierced through the palace, broken tiles flew everywhere, and more than ten ministers who were caught off guard fell to the ground. The palace instantly became a bloody prison!

Luo Mian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his black hair was disheveled, his robes were fluttering, and his cheeks were stained with a few drops of blood from someone unknown.

Then he slowly stood up while hugging Shen Runing, looking coldly at the emperor behind the golden steps.

After a long time, he spoke.

"If anything happens to Ning'er, I will bury the whole world with her."

"Luo Xuan, ah Luo Xuan."

"More than a decade ago, you killed the late emperor, the empress, and the crown prince for the throne! ... Your evil deeds have long since rotted through the Golden Throne."

"Today, I, Luo Mian, am not seeking treason, but revenge."

"My father's revenge, my mother's revenge, and my eldest brother's blood debt..."

The air in the hall was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.

Those ministers who had always been crawling on the ground and just trying to survive finally began to waver.

They were already kneeling, and now they couldn't even straighten their backs.

"Just now... His Majesty said he would kill everyone in the palace..."

"Yeah, I originally thought that kneeling would save my life, but now... I feel completely chilled."

"How could Zhengtong say such a thing...?"

"The death of Crown Prince Luo Cheng back then had already aroused suspicions. Now it seems... it's not groundless."

"Prince Ruyang is not plotting treason. He is seeking justice for the late emperor, empress, and crown prince!"

"Alas... the late emperor treated me well. If I were to die today, I would rather die on the side of the loyal bones..."

Just as the whispers gradually spread, like a surging wave—

"sieve."

Someone stood up first and dusted off the dust on his body.

He looked solemnly at the emperor on the golden steps, who was wearing a golden crown but had long lost his prestige.

Immediately afterwards, nearly one-third of the kneeling crowd stood up.

They also brushed off the dust on their robes, with complicated expressions.

Some people had red eyes, some clenched their teeth, and some slowly turned their gazes to Luo Mian who was standing in a pool of blood in the hall.

"That's enough... I've been kneeling for over ten years."

"I'm kneeling to the Son of Heaven, not a hypocrite who murdered his father to seize the throne."

“…What have we been to these years?”

Although the voice was soft, every word was like thunder, shaking the throne slightly.

Authority is collapsing, the old order is cracking, and Luo Mian's edge is gradually burning from the blood and fire.

On the golden steps, the emperor's face was no longer just ashen.

He was almost hit in the chest by Luo Mian's words "I am not plotting rebellion, I am only seeking revenge", hitting his most secret heart.

The whispers of the ministers exploded in my ears, like thousands of arrows piercing my heart.

Those words "unorthodox" and "the late emperor treated me well" seemed to pull him down inch by inch from the throne.

But he couldn't admit it.

Because he is the emperor.

An emperor who is high above, looking down on all living beings, and can decide life and death with just one word.

The most precious emperor in the world.