novelden Chapter 134 Imperial Style
Chapter 134 Imperial Style
"We need to get out of this guy's sight as soon as possible!"
Thinking of this, Zheng Yue's gaze sharpened slightly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
He never imagined that he would almost be killed by Yang Ling!
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Thinking of this, Zheng Yue smiled and then disappeared from the scene, returning to the palace!
Having just returned here, he headed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Seeing Zheng Yue's expression, Emperor Liang also showed a hint of doubt and asked, "What happened?"
Zheng Yue took a deep breath and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, that guy is indeed acting strangely. He actually attacked me in public!"
"Really?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Liang's eyes also held a hint of bewilderment.
"However, I have already escaped this calamity!"
Although he didn't know what Emperor Liang was thinking, Zheng Yue understood that he absolutely could not say the wrong thing!
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke again.
Upon hearing his words, Emperor Liang revealed a cold smile.
"Very well, since that's the case, then go ahead!"
A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes as he spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yue's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly went downstairs.
After he left, Emperor Liang frowned slightly.
Although he didn't know whether Zheng Yue's words were true or false, since that guy had already started making his move, he didn't need to wait any longer.
Thinking of this, Emperor Liang spoke softly.
"Come here and draw up the decree!"
Soon, the imperial edict was written, and Emperor Liang picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, and then affixed his mark to it.
He then handed the imperial edict to the eunuch beside him.
"By imperial decree, Your Highness Yang Ling is hereby granted the title of Prince of Qin and shall immediately depart for Nanling City!"
"Yes!"
The eunuch acknowledged the imperial edict and then left the palace with it.
.......
Meanwhile, just after Yang Ling returned to his residence, a group of guards walked in.
They immediately surrounded Yang Ling.
Yang Ling frowned slightly. These guards were all Imperial Guards from the palace.
"What do you want?" Yang Ling asked coldly, looking at the group.
"Your Highness, please come with us!"
The leader of the Imperial Guards spoke directly, drawing his sword and pointing it at Yang Ling.
"Hmph, do you dare disobey my father's orders?"
Upon seeing this, Yang Ling's expression changed drastically, and she angrily rebuked him.
Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, the Imperial Guard commander's expression became even more resolute, and he directly brandished his longsword and attacked Yang Ling.
When Yang Ling saw this, his expression changed slightly, but instead of dodging, he went to meet the challenge head-on.
Although he still doesn't know why these people are looking for him, since they've already made their move, he can't back down.
The two quickly started fighting, and the guards, seeing their prince clashing with the Imperial Guards, naturally couldn't stand idly by.
So almost instantly, the scene descended into chaos.
Yang Ling gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and was eventually severely injured by the commander of the Imperial Guard, falling to the ground.
The Imperial Guard commander showed no mercy, raising his leg to kick Yang Ling in the chest, seemingly intending to cripple him.
Just as his foot was about to kick Yang Ling's chest, a dagger suddenly appeared, blocking his foot and stopping him.
Yang Ling himself rolled on the ground several times before standing up and staring coldly at the commander of the Imperial Guard.
"You dare to hurt me?"
A trickle of blood clung to the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, but his gaze was unusually cold, clearly indicating that the other party's actions had touched a raw nerve.
"Hmph, you little beast, how dare you assassinate a court official! Today, I will deal with you on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor!"
The Imperial Guard commander smirked and stretched out his arm, preparing to continue attacking Yang Ling.
Just as he was about to attack Yang Ling, a dagger appeared again, blocking his attack.
"Who?"
The Imperial Guard commander's expression changed drastically, because the person who made the move in the dark was extremely powerful, far surpassing him.
His gaze swept around, searching for the person who had made the move.
"Heh, so our Ninth Prince can't even defend the palace?"
Just then, a mocking voice suddenly rang out from the rooftop.
As the sound rang out, a young man jumped down from the roof.
He was dressed in black, with his hands behind his back, looking quite relaxed.
"Yang Fan!"
Looking at the young man, the Imperial Guard commander's eyes flashed with intense killing intent!
"What? The commander of the Imperial Guards is going to deal with a child himself?"
Yang Fan looked at the Imperial Guard commander with a mocking smile on his face.
"Yang Fan, this is a feud between me and Yang Ling. You'd better not interfere!"
The Imperial Guard Commander's face was filled with murderous intent as he growled at Yang Fan.
He knew very well that if Yang Ling survived, he would be finished, so he didn't care if he offended Yang Fan.
Moreover, Yang Ling is now a useless piece of trash and poses no threat to me at all.
"Oh? Are you sure?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Fan let out a soft "hmm," a strange expression on his face, and then said calmly, "What if I insist on interfering?"
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Upon hearing Yang Fan's words, the Imperial Guard commander's face suddenly turned ferocious.
Immediately afterwards, he leaped forward with ghostly speed, closing in on Yang Ling in the blink of an eye and throwing a punch.
Sensing that terrifying power, Yang Ling's expression changed slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and raised his sword to block the fierce attack.
Ding!
As the weapons clashed, a tremendous force surged forth, and Yang Ling's body was instantly thrown backward.
"Hahahaha, Yang Ling, it seems your talent is nothing special after all. You can't even withstand one of my moves!"
After sending Yang Ling flying with a single punch, the Imperial Guard commander let out a wild, arrogant laugh.
"Brother Yang Ling!"
Just then, a cry of surprise came from outside.
A beautiful figure rushed in; it was Yang Ling's younger sister, Yang Xue'er.
Her eyes were red and swollen as she looked at Yang Ling lying on the ground, tears streaming down her face, filled with worry.
"Xue'er, what are you doing here?"
Yang Ling, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to get up and looked at Yang Xue'er, saying something.
"I……"
Looking at Yang Ling's pale face, Yang Xue'er hesitated.
She originally wanted to tell Yang Ling to run away quickly, but seeing how weak he looked, she couldn't bear to say it.
She didn't want to disappoint Yang Ling, and even more so, she didn't want him to get hurt!