When Jing Jiaren heard the voice, she saw that the man was in his forties or fifties, with a mustache, wearing a colonel-style uniform, a medal on his shoulder, and a circle of mink hair around his high tubular hat.

At first glance, he looked like someone with some status. Jing Jiaren actually didn't notice him just now...

"Your Highness," the man said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Gong Zihua's face was cold: "Get out."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but your temper is still so bad... I think your anger is too strong, and you should take more traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate. You have darkened your skin, and your luck has not been good in recent days. Do you want me to..."

Halfway through the words, Gong Zihua suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the other party's collar: "Would you like to fart again?"

The middle-aged man originally had a smile on his face, but suddenly withdrew sternly, pushed Gong Zihua away and said, "Do you really think you are His Highness? You are already a lost dog."

Gong Zihua's fist was about to hit him, but the man stretched out his hand to intercept his fist, and all the soldiers behind him raised their guns.

"Now that you have been stripped of your title, you are nothing but a commoner. His Highness spared your life because of the quarrel between you two." The man put down Gong Zihua's hand severely, "What do you want, beat up the official?"

?This crime is not a small one."

Gong Zihua's fist fell hard on the man's head, and he fell onto the soldiers behind him due to the punch.

Gong Zihua raised her foot and kicked——

The man was kicked several times and shouted loudly: "Catch him, beat him, beat him to death!"

The guards all put back their pistols and huffed and surrounded them.

Before Jing Jiaren expected what was going on, she was pushed hard by Gong Zihua's hand and got out of the encirclement. She staggered for a moment before she could stand still. She saw Gong Zihua clenching his fists, using his fists and kicks, and fighting with the guards.

They started fighting.

The man stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a sip.

"Hit, just save your breath and hit hard."

Gong Zihua was originally injured and the opponent had many people, so he was soon outnumbered.

The punches and kicks were not enough for the man, so he pulled out his sword from his waist and slashed Gong Zihua's body...

Jing Jiaren frowned, was silent for a while and shouted loudly: "Donggong Ziche!"

The man was startled, and all the guards were so frightened that they knelt on the ground when they heard this name.

Gong Zihua's face was stained, and his body was cut several times by the sword. He reached out and touched his nose, and a handful of blood was stained on his palm.

The man turned around and saw the shadow of Dong Gong Ziche, staring coldly at Jing Jiaren: "How dare you call His Highness by his name and lie about the military situation..."

Jing Jiaren raised her phone: "I have taken the scene just now and sent it to my Weibo. If something happens to Gong Zihua and I here today, do you know what the consequences will be if His Highness pursues it?"

The man's expression became horribly cruel.

"You know that His Highness did not kill Gong Zihua, and keeping him has its own uses. We are coming into the royal city now to see His Highness... Now, if you beat him like this, what do you think His Highness will say if he sees it?" Jing Jia

The person pursed his lips.

The man was startled for a moment, and when he heard that Gong Zihua was going to see Higashi Gongzi Toru, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.
Chapter completed!