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4-28 Taihu Water Village

It can't be that bad, it's not easy to find a delicious little girl, it turns out to be... Hu Lian didn't dare to think about it anymore, he only felt that the sun was beating suddenly, and his eyes were dim.

Molesting the princess was a serious crime that could wipe out the family. It is said that Hu Lian's father was the Prime Minister and a first-rank official. Hu Yanei could basically walk around the capital. It was said that he was molesting a commoner girl. That's it.

I can deal with killing someone on the street, but this time I met someone who was not an ordinary person.

The female doll in front of me is not very luxuriously dressed, but she has an excellent temperament, speaks well, and behaves more casually. Coupled with the double phoenix jade pendant she carries with her, her identity is already revealed.

Look at the tall man behind her, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, thick knuckles in his hands, a sarcastic smile on his lips, a calm demeanor, and sharp eyes. He is clearly a master. He is probably an imperial guard, Princess Bai.

Arowana suit definitely wouldn't bring out only one guard. Hu Lian looked around subconsciously, and was immediately frightened. Every car he saw looked like Ouchi's driver.

It's not good to offend anyone, but I offended Her Highness the Princess. This time I've poked a hornet's nest. Even if I come here, I can't save myself. Fortunately, I was able to restrain myself just now and didn't do anything. And depending on the princess's intentions, I didn't do anything.

The idea of ​​causing trouble is probably because His Highness left the palace privately and was afraid of being punished by the Emperor.

In the blink of an eye, Hu Lian had countless thoughts running through his mind. After all, he was the son of the prime minister, and he was still a bit quick-witted. He immediately put away his playful expression, held the jade pendant in both hands and offered it to him, and sincerely apologized: "The boy has eyes."

I don't know Mount Tai, so please forgive me, Your Highness." He lowered his voice to ensure that only a few people nearby could hear him.

Then he pretended to be a mysterious and ambiguous smile: "I know what I am doing, and I will never expose His Highness's whereabouts."

After that, he waved his hand to signal his men to retreat, and walked away backwards, with a sneer on his face. Compared with the arrogant attitude just now, he was completely different.

The servants of the Hu family are all very discerning. When they saw that their young master was acting like a coward, they knew that the situation had changed. In this three-acre area of ​​​​the capital, there were not many people that the Prime Minister's Palace could not afford to offend, but what if something happened?

When you meet a family, you are a very powerful person. I am afraid that the young lady in front of you is not an ordinary person.

The servants quickly stopped beating the scholar, pulled the man up and helped him dust himself off. With smiles on their faces, they bowed repeatedly and walked backwards and respectfully.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the onlookers dispersed. Liu Ying'er smiled proudly at Yuan Feng and said, "Let's go skating."

After dragging Yuan Feng with him, he went there. Suddenly he saw the scholar who was helping him out of kindness. Liu Ying'er put away her smile and said seriously: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

The scholar was beaten so hard that he was stunned. Suddenly he saw such a pretty little sister talking to him. He didn't react for a moment and looked at Liu Ying'er blankly. Seeing his dumb look, Liu Ying'er

Another beautiful smile made the scholar even more stupid this time. The smile was instantly imprinted deep in his heart...

"Xiaosheng Songjiang Yangfeng, I have met the lady. It is the duty of those who read the books of sages to draw out their swords and help when there is an injustice..." The scholar bowed to the end and talked incessantly. Suddenly someone next to him interrupted: "That scholar, don't say that.

Yes, the person has left."

The scholar raised his head and saw that the woman had gone away. He couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know when I can see you again."



In the carriage in the distance, the masked woman exclaimed in shock: "Is this the end? It's so boring. Who is that little girl? Is she a relative of the emperor?"

Nan Feng frowned and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Princess Anle is not that old, and other princes' families don't have such old daughters."

"No matter, I didn't test Yuan Feng's ability just now, I have to do it again."

"Let's try again. Who are you going to let in?"

"Auntie, Mu Ying is here too. I have nothing to do..."

"This...is not good."



Yuan Feng accompanied Liu Ying'er to skate on Mochou Lake. The winter in the south of the Yangtze River is far less like that in the northwest. Even if the lake water freezes, it is not too thick. No one else dares to skate on the lake, only Liu Ying'er.

She was brave enough to find a wooden board and squat on it, letting Yuan Feng pull her and run. The two of them played happily and didn't care about other people's surprised looks.

Tired of playing, the two of them returned to the shore to rest. Liu Ying'er still had more to say: "Yuan Feng, was it fun?"

Yuan Feng has lived for more than twenty years. Except for the carefree time he had with his dumb aunt, his other memories are always accompanied by blood and killing. He subconsciously replied: "It's fun."

"Then I'll bring you here to play every day, okay?"

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Yuan Feng suddenly raised his head and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes. When he saw the mysterious carriage, his pupils shrank. The masked woman hiding behind the curtain shivered and subconsciously shrank back. Did he see me?

"Miss Liu, I will take you back." Yuan Feng said.

"Why, I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Just leave if you are told." Yuan Feng's tone suddenly became stern. Liu Ying'er pouted and stood up reluctantly. The two of them called a mule cart and rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

On the way, Yuan Feng lifted the curtains from time to time and looked back with a solemn expression. He clearly felt that someone was staring at him with malicious intent, but he could not confirm whether the other person was coming for him or Liu Ying'er.

Could it be that the prime minister's son just wanted to kill someone and silence him?

Seeing his serious expression, Liu Ying'er also realized that the situation was not good, and suddenly asked with flashing eyes: "Is someone following you?"

Yuan Feng ignored her, directly opened the curtain in front and said to the coachman: "Send the young lady home safely."

The coachman did not look back, cracked his whip and replied: "Don't worry, my car is absolutely safe."

Liu Ying'er had also lived in the northwest for two years. She immediately heard that the driver's accent had a strong northwest flavor. She took a curious look and realized that the driver was very strong. He was a standard axle man. One person could drive two people.

thick.

The mule cart suddenly increased in speed and quickly turned around the corner. A carriage following far behind was caught off guard, so he had to whip his whip and give chase. When he turned around, he found that the street was empty and there was no trace of the other party. The carriage slowly stopped, and the driver looked around blankly.

"Hurry up!" The young man sitting in the car opened the curtain and shouted.

The coachman cracked his whip, and the two horses galloped forward. The carriage was so fast that it shouldn't be a problem to catch up with a mule carriage.

The young man cursed something in a low voice, put down the curtain and returned to his seat. As soon as his penis touched the seat, he jumped up in surprise. At some point, there was an extra person in the car.

The young man quickly drew his sword, but the man moved even faster and pinched his wrist with such force that he could hear the sound of his own bones breaking.

With a scream, the young man fell from the speeding carriage and rolled several times before he stopped. When he raised his head, his face was bruised and bruised, and he held his wrist in his hands and wailed. The coachman hurriedly pulled the reins, and with a long "

"Huh!" The carriage finally stopped.

A person walked out of the carriage and asked in a cold voice: "Why are you following me? Who are you?"

The young man was seriously injured, but he still stood up, held the sword in his left hand, and gritted his teeth and said: "Don't care who I am, just go ahead and attack."

Yuan Feng frowned slightly. There are so many weirdos in the capital. This person should not be the prince or Prince Anguo's men, but another group of forces. I don't know who they are trying to plot. In short, those who are sneaking around are definitely not good people.

, he stepped forward and kicked out. The young man felt his eyes blurred. The long sword had already come out of his hand and was stuck in a big tree five feet away. The sword body was still trembling.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp dagger was already placed on the young man's neck. The capital city is not as good as the northwest, and there are certain restrictions on carrying long knives and long swords. Therefore, Yuan Feng always hides a short knife in his boot.

The boning knife I use is the same, not long, but extremely sharp.

"I'm only going to ask you once, who are you?"

There were probably hundreds of lives in Yuan Feng's hands. Such murderous intent could not be faked. At that moment, the young man clearly felt the threat of death. It could be seen from the other person's eyes that he was absolutely

I'm not kidding, as long as my answer dissatisfies him even a little bit, I'm afraid his head will fall to the ground.

"My name is Mu Linfeng, and I am the deputy head of the Taihu Water Village Feiying Hall. You...don't kill me."

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