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Six hundred and ten, mutiny + waste of feelings(2/2)

As he said that, he turned around and bowed to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am afraid I will not be able to serve the emperor anymore." After that, he stood beside him with a look of death.

The emperor nodded with red eyes.

With He Zhao as an example, several ministers stood up one after another and expressed their willingness to break through with him and mobilize troops to protect the troops.

Li Xingzhou sighed. This was also the last helpless move. If he waited, he would definitely have a way out. If the prince attacked, others would not know what to do, but he would definitely be dead.

So he would rather fight to the death than sit and wait for death.

The shouts of killing in the direction of Xuanwu Gate continued. The soldiers of Wude Department retreated again and again, and slowly retreated into the aisle outside the wall of the Imperial Garden. The two sides fought fiercely, and even arrows flew into the Imperial Garden in the dark, which scared many people to tremble.

The dear Duke held his hand with complicated eyes, "Remember to divide the soldiers to your palace, the prince will never let the people in your palace go."

Li Xingzhou nodded, and Yang Hongzhao next to him stepped forward: "I have sent someone to the Tongzhi Palace."

Degong nodded, then bowed to Yang Hongzhao: "Thank you, I just hope that Gillian can escape this disaster."

Li Xingzhou was stunned and asked Yang Hongzhao: "Have you sent someone to inform the prince's mansion?"

Yang Hongzhao nodded.

"Confirm!" Li Xingzhou was excited and spoke three points higher.

Seeing that he was so excited, Yang Hongzhao nodded again.

"when?"

"About... more than an hour ago." Yang Hongzhao didn't know why he suddenly did this.

Li Xingzhou relaxed, sat on the ground, laughing loudly: "cao! I just made a separation from life and death, wasting my feelings..."
Chapter completed!
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