Time Travel and Love

"Oh? Can't threaten you? Haha, General, don't be so arrogant." Lao Ba seemed determined to win. "A man who will remain loyal to his wife, you say your wife can't threaten you?"

Everyone present was shocked and looked at Mo Liujin. What the hell! Is there still such gossip to listen to at such an urgent moment?!

Mo Liujin's face was a little uneasy, talking about this in public, but was this the time to discuss this?! Mo Liujin unsheathed his sword and charged at Old Eight, "Eighth Prince, don't waste your energy! No one can impersonate my wife! She has a scent that only I can smell, and no one can impersonate her in front of me!"

The moment Mo Liujin made his move, the woman held hostage by Yang Wang suddenly wielded a dagger and killed Yang Wang. She then joined the fray with the Eighth Prince, even taking a moment to greet Mo Liujin. A gruff male voice called out, "This subordinate, Qin An, greets the Third Master."

Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow. This was the man whose feather arrow she had shot at the shooting range that day. This man's swordsmanship was not bad! Suddenly, the hall was in chaos. Chu Qingmeng frowned slightly. Normally, it should be eleven o'clock at this time.

Soon, news of Kui Wenzhong arrived again, "Master, the Eighth Brother actually raised private soldiers! Eleventh Brother might be hindered! Our people failed to supervise properly, and I am guilty!"

Chu Qingmeng raised his hand to signal him to stand up, but he wasn't too surprised. The Eighth Prince was a scheming man. He wouldn't be a fool like the Crown Prince, thinking that controlling the Imperial Guards was enough. See, this private army was his trump card; otherwise, how could he have stayed in the palace so confidently?

After all, these people were fighting with their internal energy, and the palace soon became a mess. The doors and windows were all broken. Several martial arts masters flew outside to fight. Chu Qingmeng, like the emperor, sat behind the screen and drank tea calmly. The emperor was not calm either. His heart was in turmoil! Besides Mo Jiangheng and his guards, his safety was not a big problem for the time being. Not to mention that a group of royalists were still standing under the Longsheng platform!

Seeing that Lao Ba's private soldiers had also arrived at the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Mo Chenfeng and the others could not hide the astonishment in their eyes. He actually dared to raise private soldiers! !

Chu Qingmeng sighed. "What a hassle! Come on, hunting time! Let's test the fruits of these days' practice!" She donned her mask and, led by Shuang Cheng and the other four, exited through the back door onto the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. As she stood still, dozens of archers appeared behind her. They were the same ones who had trained with her. With a single shot, the private soldiers were stopped at the foot of the long steps of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Mo Chenfeng felt slightly relieved. Qingmeng was still on guard. It seemed he had made the right decision to assign all the secret guards to her.

Seeing Qin An's long sword blocking the generals who wanted to rush forward to help Lao Ba, while Mo Liujin was fighting Lao Ba alone, Mo Liuyuan and others also joined the battle, and the hall was in chaos. Chu Qingmeng's eyes were fixed on Mo Liujin.

"Whoosh!" Chu Qingmeng unleashed his bow, directly killing an assassin who was attempting to sneak up on Mo Liujin. Even the three men who appeared behind the Eighth Prince, attempting to join the fray, were killed by Chu Qingmeng's three arrows. Only one of them narrowly avoided the attack, but the arrow pierced his shoulder.

Mo Liujin was slightly surprised. What a precise archery! But he didn't have time to look back to see who had shot him. Lao Ba's martial arts skills were indeed comparable to his. He had been leading troops for years and his martial arts skills were the highest among his brothers. Then, more than a dozen arrows were fired, killing the assassin who came forward to help the Eighth Prince. Although he couldn't see who it was, the dark feathers and silver tips of the arrows were clearly no ordinary arrows. With just a moment's thought, the Eighth Prince's longsword pierced Mo Liujin's waist and abdomen. He barely dodged the fatal blow, but was still injured in the side. Mo Liujin smiled bitterly. Qing Meng was particularly obsessed with his waist, and this time, he was going to be rejected.

Chu Qingmeng frowned and gestured for a few men to go down and help, leaving only Quan Si with him. The archers had run out of arrows, and dozens of men, swords drawn, charged into the ranks of the private soldiers. Chu Qingmeng didn't use the palace's secret guards, instead leaving them behind to protect the women. He gave command to Mu Lingxue, who was in charge, and Chu Qingmeng felt much more at ease.

What they hadn't expected was that the Eighth Prince also had experts around him, and Kui Wenzhong and the other two were stopped by them. Quan Si brought Chu Qingmeng back to the palace, and Feiying appeared to guard her. Quan Si also flew over and stood with Kui Wenzhong and the other two to fight.

Looking at the man standing in the hall in light men's clothes, the mask on his face made the tied-up Lord Li and Lord Xu feel familiar.

As soon as Mo Chenfeng saw Feiying, he knew who the masked person in the hall was. Although the person was wearing a men's suit that looked like it was stained with ink, he could tell at a glance that it was a woman. No matter how thin a man was, he would not have such a thin frame.

"My daughter, be careful and don't get affected." Mo Chenfeng raised his sword and killed a private soldier, then spoke and asked her to stand behind him.

Mo Chenfeng's words drew the gazes of several dukes. When had he had a son this young?! Judging by his stature, he looked underage!