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Chapter 1022

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, Lu Fuchen flew over and landed not far in front of the carriage where Su Jinpa was standing.

It happened to be at the feet of the previous official of the Ministry of Rites.

Lou Fuchen fell to the ground, and a muffled sound brought out another mouthful of blood, which was spraying on the face of the Ministry of Rites officials, scaring the latter to creep around and screaming in his throat.

It seemed that his injuries were even worse than Louvre.

However, no one cares about how frightened and miserable an official of the Ministry of Rites was at this time.

Su Jinpa looked coldly at Lu Fuchen lying on his back on the ground, and the latter seemed to have sensed it, and turned his head to look at Su Jinpa with difficulty.

"You can't live without committing your own sins."

The six words "Su Jinpatan" made the light in Lu Fuchen's eyes gradually dim.

"Come on, give him some fun."

At Su Jinpa's order, Chen Tong, who was covered in blood, flew forward. At this time, he was also injured, but it was not serious and did not affect his combat effectiveness.

"Affect the order."

Chen Tong was respectful, and turned around and a ruthless look appeared on his face. He raised his hand and fell. Lou Fuchen, who had just appeared in less than three episodes, received a box lunch.

He leaned over and grabbed Lu Fuchen's head, and Chen Tong's shout mixed with internal force spread throughout the audience.

"The thief leader Loufuchen is here, don't you surrender yet!"

This sharp roar became the last straw that overwhelmed the rebels' psychological defense line on this small-scale battlefield.

The rebels ran away and surrendered, and the whole scene was instantly controlled.

He Kun came to Su Jinpa with a very respectful and humble expression, and said, "My minister He Kun, I have seen the Crown Princess."

It's so good that He Kun's position was slightly ahead of Chen Tong.

It was this half step that made Chen Tong look at He Kun with a squint.

Of course, Chen Tong knew about He Kun, a new celebrity in the East Palace. He also personally transferred He Kun's information to His Royal Highness.

But at that time, he thought He Kun was just a traitor for His Highness, but now he realized that he was still a flatterer.

Humph! The boneless thing, looking at the flattering attitude, I wish I could kneel down and use it as a bench for the Crown Princess to step on it, which really lost our character.

Chen Tong looked down on He Kun in his heart, but he didn't take any action at all. He bowed and asked, "Crown Princess, aren't you scared?"

He Kun turned his head and looked at Chen Tong, feeling that he didn't expect that the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei was also a good guy who could flatter him.

The two of them had their eyes intertwined, and they snorted coldly in their hearts, labeling each other as a flatterer.

“It’s okay.”

Su Jinpa shook his head and said, "What's the situation in other parts of the inner city of the capital?"

He Kun's face tightened and was about to speak, but Chen Tong stole the first saying: "When you go back to the Crown Princess, there will be rebels everywhere. The rebels are numerous and well-equipped and well-trained. Many places have fallen into it. But please rest assured that the Crown Princess, all the Jinyiwei will shed the last drop of blood to protect the Crown Princess. As long as the humble position is still there, no one can hurt the Crown Princess!"

He Kun was unhappy when he was robbed. When he heard Chen Tong's words, he looked almost disgusted and said lukewarmly: "Deputy Commander Chen's words were biased. The loyal Prince and the Crown Prince of the Jinyiwei naturally saw it, but their abilities were average. If it weren't for the Yulin Guard's timely arrival, something might have happened at this time."

"you!"
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