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His slender knuckles clasped the lacquered pillar beside him, fine beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and at this moment a piece of silk wiped his forehead head-on.

Han Yao was shocked at first, and then grabbed the owner of the silk silk.

The slender knuckles were clearly defined, but they were very powerful. The owner of the silk that was caught couldn't help but let out a pain, "Master Han, you hurt me."

Han Yao looked up and saw that Qiushui's eyes were filled with tears, and the tip of his nose was so red that he seemed about to cry. He was so scared that he let go of his hand quickly, "Princess Anshun, I'm sorry..."

Princess Anshun is usually pampered in the mansion, where someone pinched her wrist like this, and there was a red mark on the wrist, which she quickly hid in her sleeve, holding back the shyness in her heart, "Master Han, hurry up and go with me, here It's too dangerous."

Princess Anshun was considered one of the very few people in the palace banquet who did not have traditional Chinese medicine, and she had a good idea. Even though she was looking at Han Yao, she forgot to drink and eat, so she escaped unharmed.

Han Yao saw that most people had already evacuated, and it would not be a problem if they didn't leave, so he nodded.

Princess Anshun looked shy again, and took the initiative to pull Han Yao's arm, "At such an anxious moment, Mr. Han still supports me so that he can walk faster."

Don't look at Princess Anshun as a savage and willful master, but although she is a little more courageous in front of the person she likes, she still has the shyness and nervousness of a little woman.

Han Yao followed Princess Anshun's line of sight, and it was the first time he took a serious look at this woman named Princess Anshun. She had a beautiful face and a slender figure. How could those thin shoulders be oppressed by him?
After thinking about it, he felt that he really couldn't do it, and he really felt sorry, "This... I dare not bother the princess..."

"It's very important, Mr. Han don't want to refuse."

Princess Anshun took the initiative to pass her shoulder after finishing speaking, and put Han Yao's arm on her shoulder, "Master Han, let's go..."

Princess Anshun hooked Han Yao's waist with peace of mind, but she was overjoyed in her heart, and she wanted to kick her feet for joy.

This man is superb, his waist is so thin! ! !
On this battlefield, the two sides fought fiercely, Jin Yiwei's numbers were not dominant, Qin Qian led everyone to fight and retreat, all the way to the main hall square in the front section.

The third prince and others behind him chased after him.

But before they entered the main hall square, they encountered a new wave of attacks. The group of troops came quickly, and the leader was wearing silver armor. He was over half a hundred years old, but his eyes were shining, It's Jiang Guogong.

"Hurry up, spread out, and protect His Majesty!" Jiang Guogong quickly commanded, and he took the lead with some of his men to protect Emperor Xinyong.

Jiang Guogong is here! !

Everyone is in high spirits.

Emperor Xinyong finally felt relieved, "You old man, why are you so slow!"

"Your Majesty, it's really not what I want..." Jiang Guogong was about to explain, but when he saw reinforcements coming from the opposite side, his face instantly became gloomy.

Emperor Xinyong also saw the additional number of people on the other side, but the leader surprised him greatly.

"Qin San!"

This damned Qin San, who never goes out of the Qin Manor on weekdays, is actually a member of the Third Prince, which made Emperor Xinyong never think of it!
Qin Qian, who was fighting bravely, turned his head when he heard that, his usual stern face couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Third Uncle..."

How could it be third uncle...