Immediately afterwards, the sound of breaking porcelain exploded, mixed with the neighing of horses and the sound of metal hitting armor. Huo Yuling turned around suddenly and saw the first rocket streaking across the night sky and nailed to the eaves of the west wing.
"Water leakage -" the servant's scream stopped abruptly.
Liu Yiyi grabbed his sleeve, her fingertips trembling: "Brother Ling, what's wrong?"
Huo Yuling didn't answer. He saw his father, Zhenyuan Hou Huo Qing, rushing out of the main hall with a sword, followed by his eldest brother Huo Yufeng. Arrows fell like a rainstorm, and the servant held up the door panel to resist, and was instantly shot into a hedgehog.
"Forbidden Army..." Huo Yufeng's roar was drowned out.
Guards wearing flying fish uniforms poured in from the gate, their swords shining brightly. Huo Yuling dragged Liu Yiyi back to the backyard, with only one thought in his mind: No, the time is wrong. In the previous life, the Forbidden Army arrived only when I was a child, but now it is at least an hour earlier——
