Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 688: Devil’s Words vs. Children’s Words (2)

The two old men reluctantly led their people towards the old man.

But when they were halfway there, Wang Ersheng, who was supposed to be guarding at the foot of the mountain, suddenly appeared and left with Li Anhe in open disobedience of the emperor's order. Only the two adults and one child were left standing obediently behind the emperor and being protected by him.

Little Yining was finally able to have close contact with the old baby. She was very happy and didn't care about the two old men's slightly sour faces. She stretched out her hand to the old baby and kept shouting, "Uncle Grandpa, Qingjie missed you so much..."

Wang and Lin: →_→, women are indeed extroverts!

The emperor turned around, and in front of the expressionless faces of the two brats, he lovingly hugged the little kid and said to him in a soothing voice, "These people can't hurt your uncle in the slightest, don't worry, Sister Qing."

Xiao Yining: (?＞?＜?), that’s great, even though we haven’t seen each other for a long time, uncle still has her in his heart!

The little kid finally had the mood to look at the battle circle. The old baby was always surrounded by the highest defense, royal guards, and a dozen brave officials standing outside. The outermost circle was the Iron Eagle Guards led by his second uncle, holding their ground with sharp weapons.

Those men in black were blocked outside by the human wall and couldn't get close to old baby at all. Even if they wanted to come over, they would be swept away by the second uncle.

However, those men in black were quite tenacious. They seemed not to give up until they achieved their goal, so they moved to the other side to attack.

Little Yining observed the battle for a moment, then remembered what she wanted to say to the old baby, and quickly said, "Uncle, Qingjie just saw Princess Zhaoyang. She was smiling very happily, but Qingjie was very scared."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Jingchen glanced at her slightly, then returned his gaze to the battle situation and said meaningfully: "Don't be afraid, Sister Qing. Although she has lost her mind, she knows what she can and cannot do."

Xiao Yining: ⊙▽⊙.

Ugh?

Did my uncle know Princess Zhaoyang’s plan a long time ago?

The little girl instantly recalled what her father had just said, and a strange thought arose in her mind again - could it be that this assassination was not aimed at the emperor?

She turned her gaze towards the battle circle again, and this time she quickly discovered the clues. The situation was no different from before.

The men in black on my second uncle's side seemed to be frightened by his supernatural power, and were hesitant when attacking, as if they were not using their full strength.

After reporting to him, those men in black who were knocked away attacked to the other side without hesitation, where Marquis Xuanping was on duty.

The attack of those men in black was quite fierce. The Iron Eagle Guards over there were in trouble several times and had many wounds on their bodies. They clearly had a gap to rush into the second line of defense, but they changed direction and had no intention of going any further. It seemed as if they were determined to fight the Iron Eagle Guards to the death.

Seeing this situation, a few words emerged in the little boy’s mind - real fight VS fake fight.

Little Yining opened his mouth into an "O" shape, and couldn't help but wonder who these assassins were going to kill, and why they had to wait until today.

While thinking, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her father, trying to find some clues from his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Yuzan, who had been keeping an eye on her, glared at her unhappily, then stepped forward and confidently fought for the right to hold his daughter.

"Your Majesty, once the thief is killed, the sacrifice must continue. It is not good for the sacrificial robe to have any creases."

The emperor turned his head and glanced over, knowing clearly what the child was thinking. He snorted coldly and sent the kid back.

Then, he uttered a long sigh, which was rare: "The statue has been destroyed, and it is no longer suitable for worship."

Sheng Jingchen stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an imperial aura, looking around the altar with disdainful eyes.

The guards around seemed to have received the signal of the emperor's impatience. Their momentum suddenly changed and they fought back fiercely against the men in black.

Wang Lin also got rid of the entanglement of the men in black and led everyone to support Marquis Xuanping.

At this moment, another strange change occurred. Several cold lights broke through the air and shot straight towards the emperor.

This scene caused a new round of screams from the sharp-eyed people, who urged the emperor to be careful.

Sheng Jingchen's eyebrows did not move, he stared calmly at the poisoned arrows, as if waiting for them to pierce through his body.

Little Yining was pressed back to her father's chest again, blocking her vision. She could only struggle and shout, "Uncle, be careful."

Fortunately, the little girl's expected scream did not come as expected. Only a few unusually clear sounds of weapons colliding were heard, and her little head was free again.

Little Yining looked towards the old baby hurriedly with concern, only to see him standing there safe and sound.

And after her grandfather kidnapped her grandmother, he actually stood in front of the emperor with a scimitar in his hand, glanced at the emperor provocatively, and said jokingly: "Cousin Zhizhi, your guards are not very good!"

Sheng Jingchen: ..., you are really meddling in other people’s business!

The emperor glanced at him expressionlessly, then turned his gaze to the royal guard who had been preempted by someone else, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and then thanked him insincerely: "Thank you, General Wang, for your help."

Wang Ersheng grinned, "I just take money from people and help them get rid of their misfortunes!"

Sheng Jingchen glanced at him indifferently and then looked away.

At this time, the battle outside was almost coming to an end. With the addition of Wang Lin, the men in black were defeated and fled, leaving only a few people who were accidentally captured.

And those people were obviously death squads. When they were captured, they vomited blood and died. They were then carried away and disposed of by the well-trained Iron Eagle Guards.

When the dust settled, the top of Tianshan Mountain was in a state of devastation. Although there were no corpses on the ground, it was clear that there had been a thrilling and fierce battle here.

The common people who came to worship had already fled when the fighting started, but now they gradually gathered together, looking at each other with lingering fear and discussing in low voices the thrilling event that had just happened.

Although we experienced one emergency after another, if we calculated the time carefully, all of this happened within less than an incense stick of time.

After hesitating for a long time, the Minister of Rites and the Director of the Imperial Observatory walked up to the emperor and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, it is still within the auspicious time and the people are waiting. What do you think..."

Sheng Jingchen glanced at them with an unhappy expression, "The statue has been destroyed, and I am tired. Let's discuss this matter next year..."

The Minister of Rites was stunned when he heard this, and then he responded helplessly, not daring to refute at all.

However, some officials held opposing views.

An old official stood up with a righteous look on his face and said loudly, "Your Majesty, the most important thing right now is to stabilize the people's hearts. The statue is weeping blood, and there are demonic flames. You are also being assassinated. This is an extraordinary time. If you don't hold a sacrifice immediately to calm the people's hearts, I'm afraid more rumors will spread, which will be detrimental to the country!"

As soon as this was said, several officials echoed it and began to morally blackmail the emperor.

Sheng Jingchen fell into a brief silence, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Little Yining nestled in her father's arms, feeling very sad watching this scene. She felt that although her uncle seemed to be above everyone else, he was often helpless.

She looked up at the statue behind her. The weeping face seemed to return to its original compassionate look. She pouted and murmured, "Dad, the bleeding statue just told my uncle that there is danger. If it can make my uncle go back and rest in peace, I can come back to worship it next year."

The little kid thought his voice was small, but it was clearly heard by several old officials around him. They all looked gloomy, blew their noses and glared at the little kid in dissatisfaction.

Lin Yuzan hurriedly covered his daughter's mouth, and slowly retreated with his old rival, smiling and saying, "Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint, please don't blame me, my lords, please don't blame me..."

Although several old ministers were dissatisfied, they were unwilling to argue with a young kid and continued to take advantage of their seniority and persuade the emperor one after another.

Unexpectedly, just as Wang, Lin and the baby were about to leave the center of the altar, the Fourth Mutation Company arrived quietly.

The statue's originally weeping face began to make a slight sound, and cracks spread from it.

Everyone noticed the movement and looked back quickly, only to see the statue suddenly collapse into a pile of fragments in front of everyone's astonished gaze.

Everyone:......

Sheng Jingchen:......

Xiao Yining: (wДw), this god is so powerful, could it be that my uncle is the biological son of God!