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

However, not opening the door was of no use to the well-trained Jinyiwei.

Before the servants could think of a countermeasure, they saw a series of flying claws made of fine iron flying in from outside the wall. The claws flashed coldly in the sunlight, and with a few "swish" sounds, they tightly hooked onto the tall wall of the palace.

When the servants heard the noise, they subconsciously looked up and saw dozens of Jinyiwei flying up the wall like ghosts, their black flying fish uniforms fluttering in the wind, as if the god of death had arrived.

The servants who had gathered together to resist suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and their cries echoed throughout the palace.

After the palace gate was opened from the inside, the Jinyiwei team entered quickly and orderly, and then closed the palace gate tightly again.

At this time, Li Xun was toasting with several members of aristocratic families in the banquet hall of the palace, and laughter echoed in the hall.

They were drunk until their faces were red, immersed in the atmosphere of decadence and decadence, and were completely unaware of the danger outside.

Just then, he saw his servant stumbling in. The servant's face was full of fear, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Li Xun frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "What's the rush? You have no manners at all!"

His voice echoed in the banquet hall, a bit drunken and angry.

"Your Highness, the Jin...Jinyi Guards are rushing in!"

The servant spoke tremblingly, his voice filled with tears.

Upon hearing this, the first reaction of several nobles was to stand up in panic, and the wine glasses in their hands fell to the ground with a "clack", spilling the wine all over the floor.

Their faces were pale, their eyes were full of fear, and they wanted to find a safe place to hide.

But Li Xun remained calm. Confident of his noble status, he shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone!"

He stood up and shook his dizzy head, "I am the Prince of Hengshan County in the Tang Dynasty! I am the uncle of the current emperor!"

He raised his voice in an attempt to give himself courage.

"I really don't believe it! What can these Jinyiwei do to me!"

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest.

"I'll go out and meet them!"

Hearing Li Xun's confident voice, several nobles felt as if they had grasped a life-saving straw and felt a little relieved.

They thought, Li Xun is the current emperor's uncle, so no matter how tyrannical the tyrant is, he wouldn't dare to do anything to Li Xun. How could he dare to bear the crime of killing his uncle?

Li Xun walked out with big strides, chest puffed out, and swagger.

He looked at the Jinyiwei approaching him and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into my palace? Aren't you afraid that I will report this to His Majesty?"

His voice, filled with arrogance and anger, echoed in the palace courtyard.

Listening to the tone of the visitor, Zhang Xianhuai realized that this person was the Prince of Hengshan.

He looked at Li Xun coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Jinyiwei Commander-in-Chief, Zhang Xianhuai!"

His voice was icy cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Zhang Xianhuai did not slow down his pace at all. He walked towards Li Xun step by step steadily with the Embroidered Spring Knife in hand. His eyes became increasingly cold, and he exuded a chilling murderous aura.

Li Xun was a little frightened by Zhang Xianhuai's aura. He felt like he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

But in order to save face, he still stubbornly shouted, "So what if I'm the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei? I know you Jinyiwei are powerful! But I'm a member of the Li Tang royal family! The uncle of the current emperor! Even if I stretched out my neck for you to chop off, would you dare to kill me?"

His voice was trembling, but he pretended to be calm. He was also determined, thinking that Zhang Xianhuai would not dare to kill him, after all, his status was there.

Before he could finish his words, the embroidered spring knife in Zhang Xianhuai's hand flashed as fast as lightning, and a blood mark instantly appeared on his neck.