Abandon the emperor as a prisoner

"Commander Jiang..." Xiao Luo didn't know what to do for a moment, but he still didn't shake off Jiang Haoxuan's hand.

Jiang Haoxuan's palm is warm, not as hot as Gu Mingzhou's hand, which is enough to burn his skin.

"I'm sorry, I just..." Jiang Haoxuan hesitated to speak, and the image of Xiao Luo when he calmly instructed Xiao Zifeng in the martial arts competition at the Wanxin Grand Meeting appeared in his mind.

At that time, Xiao Luo was obviously dressed in women's clothing and sat on Gu Mingzhou's lap, but his confident and courageous attitude was unforgettable.

Xiao Luo, shouldn't be just a male favorite.

You shouldn't be trapped to death in this palace like a canary.

"Have you really given up?"

Seeing Jiang Haoxuan asking this question in silence for a long time, Xiao Luo didn't react for a while.

"Xiao Luo..." Jiang Haoxuan raised his head and looked directly into Xiao Luo's eyes. His eyes were so serious and hot that Xiao Luo's heart thumped.

"I want to help you recover your martial arts, if you recover your martial arts..."

He will definitely change back to the charming Xiao Luo back then.

Xiao Luo's heart beat faster and faster.

The words "recovery of martial arts" deeply stimulated him.

Why doesn't he want to recover his martial arts?

Restore martial arts, take back everything that belongs to him, and kill Gu Mingzhou.

Lightly lowering his eyes, Xiao Luo looked down at the small medicine bottle that Su Mo hid at his waist. If he took the magic elixir, would he be able to recover his martial arts?

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a pair of gold-plated black boots, and Xiao Luo's heart skipped a beat.

At the same time, Jiang Haoxuan noticed that the face of the person approaching him and Xiao Luo was bloodless.

Gu Mingzhou crossed his arms and stared coldly at Jiang Haoxuan's hand holding Xiao Luo.

"My lord..." Jiang Haoxuan knelt down in front of Gu Mingzhou with a plop, "Subordinate, this subordinate just..."

He couldn't justify holding Xiao Luo's hand, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Gu Mingzhou ordered Steward Zhang to fetch a sword, and threw it in front of Jiang Haoxuan, "You do it yourself, or should I do it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Luo also knelt down, "My lord, Commander Jiang is just..."

"This king is not blind." Gu Mingzhou didn't give Xiao Luo a chance to explain, and said lightly: "If you lie to this king, then what he broke off is not just a hand."

Xiao Luo's face changed instantly, and Jiang Haoxuan next to him lightly closed his eyelids, took a deep breath, and slowly picked up the sword.

"Dare to touch the king's things, just one hand is already counted as the king's favor, Jiang Haoxuan, do you understand?"

"...The subordinate understands."

Jiang Haoxuan's heart was ashamed, and he swung his sword to cut off his own hand.

"do not want!"

Xiao Luo knocked down the sword in Jiang Haoxuan's hand at once, not caring about continuing to play the obedient male favourite.

Jiang Haoxuan was taken aback, and Gu Mingzhou raised his eyebrows.

"My lord, it's my fault. If you want to punish me, you can punish me."

"Oh?" Gu Mingzhou sneered, "You mean... you cut off Jiang Haoxuan's hand?"

A chill came up from the soles of Xiao Luo's feet, and Xiao Luo's whole body trembled.

"No!" Jiang Haoxuan quickly grabbed the words, "It's fine for the prince to punish his subordinates, this matter has nothing to do with Xiao Luo."

While speaking, he knelt to pick up the sword that Xiao Luo had knocked flying.

Xiao Luo's face was pale, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be drained.

If he loses an arm, let alone returning to the country in the future, it is hard to say whether he can continue to be favored by Gu Mingzhou. If Gu Mingzhou no longer favors him, he will have no chance to recover his martial arts. Without martial arts, he will not be able to escape. If you leave the Prince Regent's Palace, you will not be able to restore the country, nor will you be able to take revenge.

Xiao Luo's mind was in a mess, and at this moment, Jiang Haoxuan had once again held the sword in his hand.

"stop!"

Xiao Luo didn't know where the strength came from, he snatched the sword from Jiang Haoxuan's hand, aimed at his left hand and chopped it down.