“Your Excellency, the Prince is about to raise an army. I thought that if I wear this at all times, I can keep my life safe and serve the Prince as quickly as possible if he summons me urgently.” Prince Yong said calmly. He had not yet learned to lower his posture, and was very neither humble nor arrogant, but rather a little condescending.
The centurion, suspicious, circled him twice, intending to have him remove his helmet, but his gaze was drawn to Sun Yun. "What's your relationship with him?"
Just now, Prince Yong was leading Sun Yun to hide from that big man, and he hadn't let go of her hand yet. The centurion looked at him with a lot of disgust. There were occasional homosexuals in the army, and he never expected to run into them.
Seeing the disgust on the centurion's face, Sun Yun immediately understood what he was thinking. Prince Yong originally wanted to let go, but she clung on desperately, hiding behind Prince Yong, looking frightened.
"Take off your helmets." The centurion glanced at Sun Yun's fair skin on his neck and his slender hands, and his suspicions grew.
Prince Yong and Sun Yunxin both felt a chill run down their spines. The guards and Ma An and the others were ready to fight to the death.
“Alright.” Prince Yong turned around, shielding Sun Yun behind him, and slowly touched the helmet on his head.
Everyone held their breath.
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Prince Yong immediately lowered his hand. "Where are the enemies?" he asked, feigning great anxiety.
No one could answer his question, but a young general immediately came to gather the troops, saying, "Everyone, follow me."
The soldiers didn't take off their clothes or helmets either. As soon as the young general finished speaking, they came out and squeezed around Prince Yong and Sun Yun in the chaos.
The group followed the large group, running and observing their surroundings. It seemed they had run out of the back mountain, and they saw more meditation rooms and giant trees along the way.
Prince Yong was quite familiar with Huguo Temple. He spotted a direction, turned a corner, and led his men into the meditation room.
At this moment, shouts outside were deafening.
"Who led the troops to attack?" Ban Shu asked, her face pale with fright, even more so than Sun Yun.
No one answered her. Everyone held their breath, and occasionally, hurried footsteps passed by the door.
The sound of an arrow hitting a door or window was followed by the sudden illumination of the dark night by the firelight.
"Oh no, this meditation room will soon be set on fire. Hurry, let's go to the wishing well." Prince Yong was the first to leave the meditation room, and by the light of the fire, he headed straight for the wishing well.
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