Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

As for the hidden guards, I'm afraid Fu Shu didn't know yet, the Prime Minister had already secretly replaced the exclusive dark guards that originally belonged to the emperor.

Those who follow the little emperor now are just people sent by Situ Yan to monitor her.

But it was obvious that Situ Yan underestimated the little emperor, and Feng Qian threw away the people who followed her secretly.

It is estimated that there are not many people watching her.

After all, a weak and useless idiot emperor has nothing to watch.

Feng Qian approached the sound of fighting.

As he got closer, he could vaguely see a figure fighting.

The little emperor walked to a corner, slowly took off the obstructing crown on his head, and casually threw it aside.

Three thousand black silk bundles are tied on the top of the head, and only one hosta is used to fix it.

The wind quietly approached.

The moonlight shone down coldly.

A black figure could be vaguely seen wrestling with dozens of black shadows.

Feng Qian squinted his eyes, quietly watching the battle situation in front of him.

Obviously, these killers are well-trained and powerful in martial arts, even Feng Jue, the god of war, seems a little difficult to deal with.

The little emperor stretched his waist, and walked over generously.

"It looks like it's very lively."

The little emperor's soft and waxy voice seemed unusually abrupt at this moment.

Everyone stopped at almost the same moment, their eyes sharply looking at Feng Qian.

The little emperor walked up to Feng Jue unhurriedly, looked up at him: "Can Uncle Huang handle it?"

Feng Jue was slightly startled, and looked down at the other party.

The cold moonlight fell on the little emperor's eyes, unexpectedly beautiful.

The other party has removed the gorgeous crown, and his appearance at this moment is even more childish.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" His voice was indifferent.

Feng Jue looked at the little emperor with a little more scrutiny, narrowing his long and narrow phoenix pupils dangerously.

The little emperor blinked and avoided Feng Jue's sight.

Feng Qian ignored him, and just stepped forward to block Feng Jue.

The little emperor said, "Who sent you here? Murdering the emperor's relatives is a capital offense."

The killer on the opposite side was obviously very surprised, and he didn't expect how the little emperor would get involved.

The killers looked at each other, unable to make up their minds for a while.

Feng Jue didn't speak, his cold eyes fell on the person in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The little emperor tilted his head, "However, none of you can leave tonight."

It was obviously a sweet and soft voice, but at this moment they were sentenced to death.

Assassinating Feng Jue, it is estimated that only the Prime Minister Situ Yan can do it.

Right now, Situ Yan wants to seek power and usurp the throne. The biggest obstacle is not her puppet emperor, but the phoenix formula that the people believe in.

Zhenbei Wangfengjue, which was proclaimed by the former emperor.

Therefore, it is not difficult to guess that these people were sent by Situ Yan.

Now, the little emperor is exposed in front of these people, if they retreat completely, Feng Qian said that it will be very troublesome.

At least for now, before he thinks of a way to bring down Situ Yan, he can't scare the snake.

Feng Jue looked at the little emperor who was a head shorter than him in surprise.

What the other party said was completely beyond his expectation.

But at this moment, who knows who made a sudden move, the sharp sword pointed directly at Feng Jue.

Sensing the danger, Feng Jue's phoenix eyes shivered slightly, and he quickly avoided it. However, the little emperor moved faster than him.

In the next second, everyone was stunned.

The little emperor, who looked obedient and soft, raised his hand and gently pinched the tip of the sword stabbed by the opponent.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The sword was clamped, but the killer couldn't move at all. The eyes on the top of the scarf widened, and he looked at the calm little emperor in front of him in disbelief.

The little emperor blinked, as if it wasn't her who was holding the opponent's sword point with his bare hands.

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