Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

"I don't dare, my child, but the emperor's order must not be violated!" Han Qianfeng resisted, but his voice was already trembling.

Han Qihuai opened his angry eyes, and suddenly raised his hand, Mrs. Xue became nervous: "Qihuai, calm down."

Han Qihuai's hands finally clenched into fists, slowly put them behind him, and sat down again.

"Your son is so old, this king will give you face. You are right, the emperor's order cannot be violated, but Ming'er, not you, is the coach written in the imperial decree!"

Han Qianfeng's heart sank and his expression changed.

Han Qi made a move, and Han Ming stepped forward.

"Ming'er, tell grandpa, how would you choose? Fight with Da Zhou, or make peace?"

Han Ming's eyes were firm: "Grandpa, my grandson chooses a peace. The teacher comes from an unknown, not only invincible, but also a way to endanger himself. What's more, Wei Yang has a lot of city power, and the various benefits he promised are more like a dream. Our battle in this battle The soldiers suffered a lot of injuries, there is really no need to add more casualties."

"Good boy, then do as you say!" Han Qihuai nodded happily.

Xue Zhi also expressed his opinion, and!

Han Qianfeng was very angry. One was his father's arbitrariness, and the other was his son's ignorance. He felt betrayed.

"I am the Regent, I will fight as soon as I say! Come and take Xue Zhi and others down!"

Han Qianfeng roared angrily, and a group of soldiers led by Lu Changyin outside the tent rushed in and surrounded them.

Han Qihuai's sharp eyes revealed coercion, and he pointed to Lu Changyin: "Xiao Lu, are you going to do something to me?"

Even though Lu Changyin had been on the battlefield for a long time, he was like a brat in front of Han Qihuai. His knees softened and he said, "My lord, I will not dare. I will only follow the regent's order to capture Xue Zhi and others."

"Oh? But this king won't allow it. What are you going to do? Do you listen to the regent king or this king?"

"My lord, the last general and the last general"

Lu Changyin scratched his heart with claws, he wanted to die, and looked at Han Ming for help.

He waved his hand lightly, Lu Changyin's heart skipped a beat, he silently got up from the ground, and retreated despondently.

The soldiers following him looked bewildered. They didn't know who made the move, and they all ran away after him as if they were afraid that their tails would be caught.

At this time, Ah Yun whispered to Ling Yue quietly, and she looked suspicious: "Are you crazy?"

"Trust me."

Han Qianfeng's eyes were already red, it's all wrong, it's all wrong!

A Yun said without hesitation: "Prince Regent, if you are right, you will get more help than if you are not. It shows that you are unpopular."

"It's your turn to teach me a lesson?" Han Qianfeng gritted his teeth, and vented all his resentment on him.

Ayun smiled instead of anger: "The regent has become angry from embarrassment? According to Xiao Wang, the regent insisted on going to war, and there must be an ulterior purpose in it. Could it be that he colluded with Liang for personal gain and attempted to subvert the court? Yes, just As the regent said just now, the emperor's order cannot be violated, and there is still a difference between being a regent and being an emperor. Xiao Wang knows, you want to usurp the throne and replace him!"

"This king killed you, you nonsense boy!"

While speaking, Han Qianfeng had already attacked, and his veins were bulging, showing that he was extremely angry. Although Ayun escaped by luck, he was almost injured by his sword.

Xue Zhi broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and guarded the dead calf behind his back to fight Han Qianfeng.

"Go!" Ah Yun handed the sword to Ling Yue, "Be careful."

Ling Yue stole a glance at Han Ming while holding the sword. He was focused on the fight between the two and didn't look at her.

"Are you really going?"

"Ancestor, can you be quicker? It will be over in a while!"

Ling Yue took a deep breath and stabbed at Han Qianfeng with his sword.

Han Qianfeng was busy dealing with Xue Zhi, so he didn't expect Ling Yue to take advantage of others, he wanted to avoid her, but underestimated her, and she was even more difficult to resist than Xue Zhi.

Han Ming didn't expect her to go, his eyes were straightened, the situation became complicated!

Han Qihuai saw his son's moves getting more and more chaotic, and his complexion getting worse and worse. He was worried and wanted to save him, but Mrs. Xue said leisurely, "Why are you meddling with the children's affairs?"

"Wan Ruo, you are standing and talking without back pain."

"I'm sitting."

"Okay, you sit down. Qianfeng can't even handle your son, and there are so many children, you won't really let him die, will you?"

"Who is to blame for your small population?"

Han Qihuai stopped talking, holding the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands.No matter how unfilial the son is, he will be raised by himself after all, let's see again, it's good to learn some lessons, if it's really impossible, he will do it again.

Sweat on the forehead!
Seeing his father getting more and more difficult, Han Mingfei joined the battle circle and stopped Ling Yue: "Yue'er, he is my father."

"So what? He wants us dead, and I want him dead!"

She pushed him away and stabbed Han Qianfeng in the heart.

Han Ming was so startled that he grabbed her wrist directly, and the sword stopped in mid-air.

She pretended to be in pain: "You hit me?"

Han Ming hurriedly let go: "I didn't, I'm sorry Yue'er, I shouldn't use force. Be obedient and don't meddle."

"I'm not!"

Han Ming was in a dilemma, and heard another muffled sound, and Han Qianfeng fell to the ground.

Ling Yue took the opportunity to attack him, and Han Ming lost ground. He could not do anything to her, nor could he just watch Han Qianfeng die.

Forget it, since this life belongs to him, give it back to him!
A silver light came in front of him so fast that it could not cover his ears. Han Qianfeng didn't dare to look directly, and closed his eyes in horror.

But I didn't wait for the pain I imagined.

Suddenly, Ling Yue's crying sounded in his ears, calling out "Brother" heart-piercingly.

He suddenly had an ominous guess, opened his eyes suddenly, Han Ming was hit by a sword in his chest, turned red, and fell to the ground.

The blood on the tip of Ah Yun's sword was dripping drop by drop.

"Ming'er!"

Han Qianfeng shouted involuntarily, it was he who blocked the sword for him.

He originally blamed him for allowing his sister to do nothing to him, thinking that he had raised him for nothing over the years, but he still chose to protect him with his life.

Han Qianfeng was filled with remorse. If he hadn't been dazzled by anger, why would his son be like this?

"Ming'er, it's my father's fault."

He wanted to help him up, but Ling Yue pushed him away.

She yelled hysterically: "He chose to stay in Dazheng forever, why do you still force him? You make him the coach, you make him intolerable, do you really treat him as your son?"

Han Ming sat up propped up, raised his hand to wipe away the tears of his crying sister, and smiled warmly and weakly.

"Yue'er, don't cry, we don't have to sneak around anymore, brother has repaid his kindness, and can go home with you."

He leaned on her shoulder, looked at her with a smile, wanted to see her one more time, one more time, but the severe pain in his chest made him feel dizzy and difficult to breathe. It became more and more empty, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly closed my eyes.

"Brother, wake up, wake up!"

Ling Yue was heartbroken, she didn't intend to stab him, she was just acting for Han Qianfeng, but why did she still get hit by the sword?
It was Ayun, yes, it was Ayun, her sword was in her hand, and it was his sword that stabbed her brother!