Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

"Brother Li, help!"

Outside the Prince of Hengshan's Mansion, Cui Lin's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were wide open with fear, veins bulged on his forehead, his lips trembled, and he knocked desperately on the heavy door of the mansion. The sound echoed in the silent street, seeming particularly abrupt.

Every move is about life and death.

His hands were already red and swollen from beating, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment. He kept shouting, and his voice was filled with tears.

As soon as the servant of the Prince of Hengshan's Mansion pulled open the bolt, the door creaked and opened a crack.

Several nobles outside with disheveled clothes rushed in like frightened birds. In their panic, some of them even tripped over the threshold and almost fell down.

After they came in, they hurriedly closed the door of the palace tightly, leaned against the door with their backs, their bodies shaking violently like sieves, gasping for breath, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down their foreheads, and endless fear still lingering in their eyes.

The servant looked up and saw that they were dressed in extraordinarily luxurious clothes, with exquisite patterns embroidered on the brocade and silk, and the accessories around their waists were also priceless.

It highlights the extraordinary identities of these people.

Upon seeing this, the servant's eyes widened instantly, a hint of surprise and awe flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose into a flattering smile.

He was extremely humble.

His eyes were full of flattery, and his gaze was fixed on these people, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

He bowed respectfully and said, "May I ask who you are, gentlemen? I haven't reported this to my prince yet."

As he spoke, his flattering demeanor was fully revealed.

Cui Lin recovered at this time. He frowned slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if he was looking at a lowly person.

He raised his chin slightly, glanced at the servant, and said with his head held high: "I am from the Cui family of Qinghe, and I am an old friend of your prince. You, the servant, why don't you quickly inform your prince? Don't delay!"

There was unquestionable arrogance in his tone, and every word he said revealed a sense of superiority, as if he had already given the palace a huge honor by condescending to come here.

Hearing Cui Lin's impolite words, the servant not only did not show any anger, but instead bent even lower, his expression becoming even more respectful, and said hurriedly: "Gentlemen, please wait a moment. I will go and report to my prince."

After saying that, he hurried into the mansion.

Li Xun, who was enjoying singing and dancing and drinking in the mansion, was stunned when he heard the servant report that the Cui family had arrived, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then his face was filled with a flattering smile. He quickly put down the wine glass in his hand and ran out in a hurry without even having time to tidy up his clothes.

"Mr. Cui, why are you here?"

Li Xun smiled widely, leaned forward slightly, and showed respect.

"Your Majesty, this time we are in great trouble!"

Cui Lin frowned, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but he still tried to maintain a proud look.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Li Xun frowned, his eyes showing concern.

"Your Majesty, I'm ashamed to say that we are here to seek refuge!"

Cui Lin said solemnly, a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He didn't want to lose face in front of Li Xun.

"In the Tang Dynasty, who dares to embarrass the Cui family of Qinghe?"

Li Xun was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief.

As soon as he said this, he felt a chill in his heart, and instantly understood. There was indeed someone in the Tang Dynasty who could make things difficult for the Qinghe Cui family, and that was the one who was high above in the palace and held the power of life and death.

"Mr. Cui, who are these people behind you?"

Li Xun glanced at the people behind Cui Lin. Seeing that they were all well-dressed, he couldn't help but want to make friends with them. A hint of calculation flashed in his eyes.

"I am from the Fanyang Lu family..."

Before the man could finish his words, Cui Lin interrupted him impatiently.

Cui Lin's brows furrowed, discontent gleaming in his eyes. He seemed annoyed that this person was even considering introducing himself at this moment. He raised his voice slightly and said, "Now is not the time to get acquainted. Your Majesty's Imperial Guards have gone mad, killing us nobles on sight in Chang'an. I believe someone in the court is interfering!"

Cui Lin's eyes were filled with resentment and fear. His teeth trembled slightly while he spoke, and his lips turned a little pale due to nervousness, but he still tried to straighten his back and maintain the proud posture of a noble.

He had just seen too many nobles die in the dark.

"What should we do?" Li Xun looked worried, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"Please, Your Highness, take us in for a while. Once peace is restored, please send us out of Chang'an! We, the nobles, will surely reward you handsomely in the future!"

Cui Lin spoke sincerely, and several nobles behind him nodded, constantly agreeing that they would be rewarded handsomely in the future.

One of the nobles was terrified, his lips trembling as he said, "Your Highness, you must save us! Those Jinyiwei are like butchers, and many of our clansmen..."

As he spoke, his eyes welled up, almost tears forming. The other nobleman also showed a look of fear.

But he still pretended to be calm and said, "Your Majesty, we will definitely remember your great kindness! You are also aware of the power of our noble family."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, trying to regain some of the dignity of a noble family.

Li Xun was delighted when he heard this. It was a great thing to be able to accept the favors of so many noble families at once.

He immediately patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, no matter how powerful the Jinyiwei are, they dare not come to search my Prince's Mansion!"

He had a confident smile on his face and a smug gleam in his eyes.

"I am the late emperor's cousin! I don't think His Majesty will make things difficult for me!"

As Li Xun spoke, he stroked his beard proudly, his chest puffed out high, and he looked very confident.

After hearing Li Xun's words, the heavy stones in their hearts were relieved a little, and a hint of joy appeared on their faces.

But that joy was still mixed with uneasiness, and their eyes kept glancing towards the palace gate, as if the Jinyiwei would break in at the next second.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone said in unison, their voices filled with relief at having survived the disaster.

Zhang Xianhuai led his men all the way to the gate of Hengshan County Prince's Mansion. He pulled the reins and stared at the tightly closed gate of the palace like an eagle, with coldness and determination in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, revealing his seriousness. Watching the nobles go in and never come out again, his brows knitted together, forming a deep "chuan" character. After a moment's thought, he immediately sent someone to report to His Majesty.

This place is not like any other place. The Prince of Hengshan is a member of the Li clan and the third son of Li Yuan's elder brother Li Cheng. His original name was Li Shixun. After Li Shimin ascended the throne, he changed his name to Li Xun to avoid the word "Shi".

According to ethics, Prince Hengshan Li Xun is your Majesty's cousin and should not be touched lightly. Any mistake will cause an uproar.

Zhang Xianhuai waited quietly at the gate of the palace for a while, and the news soon came.

The Jinyiwei who had just rushed in from the Liangyi Palace dismounted, walked quickly to Zhang Xianhuai, and handed him a piece of paper. Zhang Xianhuai unfolded it and saw only one word on it - Kill!