The Princess of Northern Land

"Everyone disperse." The guard held weapons in his hands and nervously confronted a large group of people in front of the door.

"Let the woman from the North come out."

"Yes, blood debt must be paid with blood. If Chu Suifeng killed our brother's husband, he would pay with his wife's life."

"Woman, get out."

"If the second prince protects that woman, we will risk our lives to break in and kill Chu Suifeng's woman."

"get out."

"Blood debts must be repaid with blood."

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The noise became louder and louder, and it seemed that the people were about to rush towards the palace. Although they did not have regular weapons in their hands, everyone held sickles, hoes, whips and kitchen knives in their hands, and everyone had an angry expression on their face.

Alhatu sat on a chair in the palace with an angry look on his face. Just overnight, all the people in the city knew the news that Princess Ling was in his mansion. No need to guess, he also knew that the news was released by Brukan.

Water can carry a boat and also capsize it, he understands this. In the battle at the border town, the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom suffered huge casualties. Of the hundreds of thousands of troops, less than 30,000 returned. The people who lost their loved ones naturally placed the blame on Chu Suifeng.

But Chu Suifeng was far away in Fengcheng in the north, and that god of death was out of reach for ordinary people in the north. Princess Keling is different. Now that she has been delivered to their doorstep in the north, she is simply a complete target and a barrel for anger.

Now that we can't come up with a convincing reason, we will definitely not be able to stop the people's commotion. The silence in the palace made Alhatu even more exhausted. He was sure that Lin Ziyin was in his residence and the emperor knew the news. But for so many days, the emperor didn't mention meeting him at all, and he couldn't speak rashly without being completely sure. Therefore, the current situation puts him in a passive position.

"Second Prince, if you don't think of a way, the people will really use force." The staff looked at him and urged anxiously.

"The order goes down. After all the guards are on guard, no one is allowed to be harmed." Alhatu continued to speak while he was in a state of panic.

The staff member shook his head and looked at him, his expression full of helplessness.

It is necessary to defend but not to harm the people. This order is inherently contradictory.

"Second Prince, we can't stop you anymore." Before the order could be conveyed, the guard guarding the door had already ran in with a panic look on his face.

Alhatu could no longer sit still and stood up in shock.

"Go out and take a look." He strode forward.

"Second Prince, you can't go out." The staff wanted to stop him, for fear that he would be harmed by someone with ulterior motives during the conflict.

"It's okay." Alhatu strode out, and his staff had no choice but to follow him in a hurry.

The road outside the gate was crowded with people, and the surrounding mansions had already closed their doors, probably for fear of suffering unforeseen disasters.

The guards' weapons were also handed over to the "non-weapons" in the hands of the people, making clanging sounds from time to time. The ground was covered with small stones and branches, as if a tornado had occurred.

"Stop." Alhatu shouted loudly when he saw the conflict, trying to stop the commotion.

But the furious crowd couldn't listen to his words at all, and kept slashing forward.

Alhatu's personal bodyguards immediately surrounded him, then drew their weapons and looked at the people rushing over with vigilance.

At the moment of tension, a group of well-equipped soldiers rushed out from the corner of the street.

"Put down what you are holding, otherwise, don't blame this general for being ruthless." A man on horseback who looked like an iron tower said coldly.