"Seize him!"
The First Prince pointed at Chu Xuanzhen, triumph and excitement twisting his face.
A closer look at the child in his arms revealed that the child's little hands were trembling slightly with fear.
Shen Yangge watched in silence. It wasn't a good time for him to step out, since he didn't know whether his appearance would put Chu Xuanzhen in another kind of danger.
He found a more secluded spot and hid.
Chu Xuanzhen's men and the First Prince's men fought fiercely, sending sand and stones flying. The two sides were evenly matched. Although Chu Xuanzhen had fewer men-not even half as many as the First Prince-they proved surprisingly resilient.
After several exchanges, both sides had suffered losses. The First Prince seemed to have anticipated Chu Xuanzhen's resistance. Unconcerned, he sent even more men into the fight.
Gradually, Chu Xuanzhen's men began to struggle, but they never abandoned their duty to protect him.
The sight left Shen Yangge on tenterhooks.
The First Prince's men slowly drove Chu Xuanzhen's forces back, step by step. Just then, a squad appeared from somewhere and joined the fight against the First Prince.
Their clothes looked familiar. After a couple of glances, Shen Yangge recognized the standard uniforms of the Imperial Guards who patrolled the palace.
Leading the charge was Yong Guanghui, the man who had captured the assassin that night.
"Commander Yong, are you sure you want to stand with him?!"
The First Prince's face twisted viciously as he shouted, "You know perfectly well that siding with him means certain death!"
"If you stop now, I'll appoint you chief commander when I take the throne!"
At those words, Yong Guanghui paused. The watching ministers thought he had been persuaded, but instead, he flipped backward to the side, kicked a man flying, and