The baby baby held by Shen Qingfeng looked at Chu Yue worriedly.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with panic.
He hates——
He hated that he was too young and that his fists were not strong enough to protect his favorite mother.
Chu Yue saw the child's tearful eyes, and the softest part of his heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a heavy object.
"Master Shen, this is my emperor's order." Zhang Zongbeard spoke with admiration and respect.
Shen Qingfeng said: "You guys, is this how you treat the daughter of the God of War?"
He intercepted the Jinjiawei's way, guarding the gate with one man, and stood up with his sword drawn. The black robe on his body was like splashing ink, blowing without the wind.
"I will not allow you to take her away, nor will I allow you to bully a girl like this!" Shen Qingfeng looked slightly stunned and shouted angrily!
On the side, on the pavilions, pavilions, and cobblestone paths, Ye Ruoxue's gloomy almond eyes glared angrily at the people in front of Tingxue Pavilion.
Su Linglong's face was full of doubts, "Don't Shen Qingfeng hate Ye Chuyue the most? Why is he standing up for Ye Chuyue? What on earth is he doing?"
"Ye Chuyue, we can't stay, otherwise the Ye Mansion will never have peace."
Ye Ruoxue gritted her teeth and said: "She can get the approval of Xue Cheng, the favor of the Seven Emperors, and the protection of Shen Qingfeng. She also has the ambition to acquire our family property. If she keeps it, she will be a disaster after all!"
"She deserves to die!" Su Linglong sneered: "Your father and the prince were in the court impeaching Ye Chuyue for various crimes. She is destined to be sent away and die in the Dongyang Empire!"
Ye Ruoxue's expression softened slightly.
"Master Shen, don't make things difficult for us." Zhang Zongbeard said, "If Master Shen insists on doing this, don't blame us for being rude."
"Xiaobao, stand behind uncle."
Shen Qingfeng pulled Xiaobao behind, exuding a horrified aura.
Facing the famous Jin Jiawei in Chang'an, Shen Qingfeng was not afraid at all.
"Major General Zhang, if you want to take Ye Chuyue away, you can step over my corpse!" Shen Qingfeng smiled cruelly, his sword eyes showing blazing madness.
The young man is like an extreme and morbid lunatic, guarding his beliefs paranoidly.
Zhang Zongbeard was stunned and stopped talking.
As the leader of Jinjia, a military general of Chang'an, and a former subordinate of Zhenbei Marquis, how could he not understand Shen Qingfeng's mood.
No matter how bad Ye Chuyue is, she is still the daughter of Zhenbei Hou. Even if Zhenbei Hou dies, they will not trample on that woman who is like a god.
Xiaobao raised his head, opened his bright eyes, and looked at Shen Qingfeng's back curiously.
At this moment, in Xiaobao's eyes, the young man was as majestic as a mountain.
When two parties confront each other, there is no need to give in!
The swords are drawn and the wind roars!
The young man stopped the golden armored army with one person.
Many soldiers in golden armor were just waiting for Major General Zhang Zongyan's order.
A long time passed, but Zhang Zongyan still didn't speak.
He was hesitating.
"Major General Zhang, let's go."
A lazy female voice sounded, Chu Yue was dressed in a red dress, her beautiful eyes were like the moon, and Shi Shiran walked forward.
The girl's voice eased the heated atmosphere.
Zhang Zongyan looked at her back with confusion.
This girl, it seems, is not as vicious and shameless as the rumors say.
On the contrary, she is upright and awe-inspiring, and has the demeanor of the Marquis of Zhenbei.
Chu Yue came to the young man and looked at him.
A strong wind blew up, lifting a few strands of black hair from her temples and swaying on the young man's cheeks.