Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

As for the dark guard, I am afraid that Fu Shu is still not clear, the Prime Minister has secretly replaced the exclusive dark guard that originally belonged to the emperor.

The one who is following the little emperor now is just the one sent by Situ Yan to monitor her.

But obviously, Situ Yan underestimated the little emperor, and Feng Qian threw away the people who were following her secretly.

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

After all, a weak and useless **** emperor has nothing to monitor.

Feng Qian moved closer to the sound of fighting.

As it got closer, you could vaguely see a fighting figure.

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

Three thousand ink silks are tied on the top of the head, and only a hosta is used to fix it.

The wind approached quietly.

The moonlight shone down coldly.

A black figure could vaguely be seen fighting with dozens of black figures.

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

Obviously, these killers are all well-trained and strong in martial arts, and even the God of War Wang Ye Fengjue seems a little difficult to deal with.

The little emperor stretched his waist and walked over generously.

"It seems to be very lively."

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

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

The little emperor walked over to Feng Jue unhurriedly and looked up at him: "Can Uncle Huang handle this?"

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

The cold moonlight fell in the eyes of the little emperor, and he was surprisingly beautiful.

The other party took off the gorgeous Mian Yan, and his appearance at the moment was a little more childish.

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

Feng Jue looked at the little emperor with a little more scrutiny, narrowing her narrow phoenix eyes dangerously.

The little emperor blinked, avoiding 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 royal family is a capital crime."

The killer on the opposite side was obviously very surprised, and didn't think 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, her cold gaze fell on the person in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

The little emperor tilted his head, "However, none of you will be able to leave tonight."

Obviously it was a sweet voice, but at this moment, they were sentenced to death.

To assassinate Feng Jue, it is estimated that only the Prime Minister Situ Yan could do it.

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

Zhenbei Wang Fengjue, proclaimed by the first emperor.

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

Today, the little emperor is exposed to these people. If they retreat, Feng Qian said that it will be very troublesome.

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

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

The other party's words were completely beyond his expectations.

And just at this moment, I don't know who suddenly made a move, the sharp sword tip pointed directly at Feng Jue.

Aware of the danger, Feng Jue's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly avoided it. However, the little emperor moved faster than him.

The next second, everyone was stunned.

The little emperor, who seemed to be obedient and soft, raised his hand and lightly pinched the tip of the sword that the opponent stabbed.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The sword was clamped, but the killer couldn't move at all. The eyes above the face towel were wide, and he looked at the light-hearted little emperor in front of him in disbelief.

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