I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

Zhang Xianhuai looked at Li Chengqian, his eyes filled with heartache and resentment. He opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something else.

"Your Majesty! I..."

His throat seemed to be choked by something, and the words were swirling around his lips, but he couldn't say them smoothly.

He tried to move his feet uncomfortably, his heels making slight noises on the ground.

"I told you to step aside! It's not your turn to speak here. I will naturally handle it."

Li Chengqian frowned slightly, a deep "chuan" character formed between his brows, and the volume of his voice increased, and the sound exploded in the hall like thunder.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and their bodies trembled subconsciously.

Zhang Xianhuai closed his eyes helplessly, his eyelids trembling violently several times, as if he was suppressing the pain and anger in his heart.

He took a deep breath, his chest puffed out, and then slowly exhaled, as if to expel the frustration in his heart.

Then, he slowly retreated to his original position, each step being extremely heavy, as if his feet were tied to huge rocks.

"You are the head of my Embroidered Uniform Guard, my commander-in-chief! You must remain calm."

Li Chengqian looked at Zhang Xianhuai, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, showing dissatisfaction with his impulsiveness and satisfaction with his loyalty.

He raised his hand slightly, palm down, and pressed lightly, as if to calm everyone's emotions.

"Remember, you represent my reputation! The emperor's reputation. No matter what happens, remember this! I'll back you up, so don't panic!"

When Zhang Xianhuai heard what Li Chengqian said, his heart warmed and tears welled up in his eyes.

The tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision.

The sense of guilt in his heart surged like an endless tide.

Because he knew very well that this incident was caused by his own failure to supervise properly, which led to His Majesty being put on the spot and becoming the target of public criticism.

But His Majesty not only did not blame him, but also defended him and supported him.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would devote his life to the emperor to repay his majesty's kindness.

What virtue and ability have I, Zhang Xianhuai, taken to deserve such great favor from Your Majesty? I cannot repay it!

He thought silently in his heart, his lips trembling slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he ignored the people in the court.

His expression changed, and his originally majestic face showed a patient and gentle face. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile. He looked at Song Jingshu softly, and his eyes were like warm sunshine shining on her.

"Little girl, if you have any grievances, please tell me slowly and clearly. Don't worry, I will listen right beside you."

Li Chengqian's voice was like a spring breeze, carrying a soothing power, and his tone was soft and soothing, as if he was coaxing a frightened child.

He leaned forward slightly, placed his hands on the armrests, and his forward posture showed his attention to Song Jingshu's words.

Song Jingshu looked at Li Chengqian's angry expression and felt a little scared. Her small body was shaking violently like a sieve.

Then he realized that this was inappropriate, so he stopped.

She looked at Li Chengqian timidly, her eyes full of hesitation, and her hands nervously tugged at the corners of her clothes, wrinkling them.

"Your Majesty, can you please not blame Brother Lu? He is a good man. Your Majesty is also a good man."

Song Jingshu seemed to feel the strange atmosphere in the court, which was as sharp as a sword.

All the criticisms were directed at Lu Jingsuo in the audience. She didn't want to see Lu Jingsuo get hurt.

As she spoke, her eyes moved back and forth between Li Chengqian and Lu Jingsuo, her eyes full of pleading.

Lu Jingsuo looked at Song Jingshu, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a bitter smile.

He shook his head at her slightly but firmly, signaling her not to plead for him.