sword from heaven

Chapter 335 Winning the Trust (Part [-])
After walking for more than twenty miles, they came to the official road and saw eighteen guards in a small pavilion.

Twenty fine horses are tied to the stakes outside the pavilion, grazing with their heads down, their tails flicking in a leisurely manner.

And there was a horse that was exceptionally handsome, its whole body was white and flawless, it shone brightly in the sun, and its eyes shone like gems.

"Princess!" Eighteen young people clasped their fists in salute.

"En." Xie Ziying nodded lightly.

Song Yunge glanced at the eighteen guards, and said in a deep voice, "You are late!"

"Commander Gu, we ran into an incident on the way and were delayed." A handsome young man clasped his fists and said.

Song Yunge said coldly: "Meng Fandong, what happened?"

"Two groups of people are fighting, and we are involved."

"You guys are so capable." Song Yunge sneered and said, "Would you avoid the two gangs fighting? Do you want to mix in?"

Another young man cupped his fists and said helplessly: "Commander, we also want to avoid it, but these two gangs are evil, they insist on getting us involved!"

"...Understood." Song Yunge snorted, "They are deliberately delaying your trip!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Xie Ziying.

Xie Ziying said lightly: "No need to say more, let's go."

"...Yes!" Song Yunge showed a look of resentment, and said coldly: "Let's go!"

Everyone untied the reins one after another and jumped on their horses.

Song Yunge untied the reins of the divine silver horse, helped Xie Ziying onto the horse, then jumped on his own horse, whipped the horse and galloped away.

The four riders were far ahead, just enough for the dust to fall, and the rest of them divided into three sides to protect the two.

Song Yunge and Xie Ziying walked side by side.

"Miss, let me come!" Song Yunge said slowly: "I will secretly select some elites from the small sects, and those four spirit guards are very good!"

"...No need." Xie Ziying shook her head lightly: "It's not necessary."

"Miss!" Song Yunge looked at her dissatisfied.

Xie Ziying glanced at him.

Song Yunge immediately lowered his eyebrows and nodded helplessly: "Yes, this subordinate understands."

Xie Ziying said no more.

While galloping all the way, Xie Ziying kept thinking, occasionally saying a few words and then continuing to think.

Song Yunge opened the Yukong Palace, but she couldn't find what she was thinking. She seemed to be shrouded in a fog.

Taciturn, quiet and elegant, she really has an extraordinary bearing, somewhat similar to Zhuo Xiaowan.

Song Yunge never dared to underestimate her, and kept staring at her intently, not daring to leave her for a moment.

He passed through the Yukong Palace and discovered that among the eighteen guards, four belonged to the other princes.

This made Song Yunge sigh secretly.

It seems that the legends are different. It is said that the six princesses were clever and deflated the nine princes.

This is true on the surface, but not in the dark.

These princes don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, they have been plotting against Xie Ziying secretly, trying to bring down Xie Ziying.

They all have a fear that Xie Ziying will fall to which prince, because Xie Ziying is in charge of Yanwu Hall, the most powerful force in the royal family.

Even though the capital has four battalions, all of which are elite fighters, fighting in the battlefield is a strength, fighting hand to hand, but street fighting in the capital is far inferior to the advanced martial arts hall.

Moreover, the four battalions are firmly in the hands of the emperor. Apart from the emperor, it is this princess who holds the strongest power.

Even if you don't know the support on the surface and work hard secretly, it is a great help.

Every prince feels that the princess is indifferent to him, and every prince feels that the princess will not help him, but will help other princes, so they can only act first.

In the evening, Song Yunge and his party came to a small town, found the best inn to stay, and then went to the best restaurant for dinner.

As a princess, there is always some ostentation.

"You don't have to follow." Song Yunge waved to the guards following behind: "It's inappropriate to make too much noise."

"...Yes." Everyone clasped their fists together.

Xie Ziying glanced at Song Yunge indifferently, without vetoing it.

The two walked forward slowly and got into the bustling crowd.

This small town seemed a little deserted. When they entered the city, there weren't many people there. Now that they had settled down and the lights were on, it suddenly became more prosperous. The streets were full of people.

Walking on this noisy street, Song Yunge's voice sounded: "Miss, why don't you remove the eyeliner from the guards!"

"Oh—?" Xie Ziying was standing on a small jewelry stand, holding a fan pendant to look at, showing joy, and glanced at him lightly: "Do you know eyeliner?"

Song Yunge laughed and said, "Miss, you underestimate me too!"

"Then tell me, what kind of eyeliner do you have?" Xie Ziying said.

Song Yunge said: "Meng Fandong, Zhao Huang, Song Qifu, Zhou Yang!"

"Gu Xian, you have indeed improved." Xie Ziying said.

Song Yunge showed a joyful expression, and said proudly: "Miss, I am rough and thin, and I have been aiming at them. After careful observation and observation, I finally found their flaws."

"Forget it." Xie Ziying said.

Song Yunge became anxious immediately, took out a silver ingot from his pocket, gently twisted off a small corner, and threw it to the opposite stall owner: "Miss!"

Xie Ziying put away the fan pendant and continued to walk forward.

Song Yunge followed closely, and hurriedly said: "Miss, we can't go on like this anymore, look at how unscrupulous they are along the way!"

Xie Ziying didn't speak.

Song Yunge said: "It's precisely because Miss you give way to them too much, making them feel that Miss you are weak and deceitful, that's why you push forward every step of the way. You have to show them some color, knowing that Miss also has a temper!"

"It's useless." Xie Ziying shook her head and said, "Whether you give them color or not, they are all the same."

"Then can't you be beaten passively like this all the time? It's too aggrieved!" Song Yunge said bitterly.

Xie Ziying smiled: "Can't bear a little aggrieved?"

"If you go on like this, you won't have a head." Song Yunge said unwillingly: "The emperor is now at the peak of his age, but just in case..."

"Shut up!" Xie Ziying withdrew her smile, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Song Yunge lowered his head.

Xie Ziying shook her head and sighed: "Don't worry, I know it well!"

Song Yunge muffled in response.

"Let the four of them go back to Beijing first." Xie Ziying said lightly.

Song Yunge raised his head sharply and smiled: "Yes!"

Xie Ziying shook her head: "If you are like this, what great things can you achieve? I dare not tell you anything."

Song Yunge hurriedly said: "Miss, don't worry, I will never keep my mouth shut!"

Xie Ziying smiled.

Song Yunge said: "I just don't feel sorry for Miss being wronged so much. Why, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little bit."

"Your temper is not small." Xie Ziying said: "And in the past two years, your temper has become more and more escalated. You must know that this princess is just a princess. If you really get into trouble, I may not be able to protect you. So many princes Brother is watching."

"Yes." Song Yunge knew that she was beating himself, and warned himself, nodded quickly: "I must restrain my temper!"

"En." Xie Ziying said these words with a calm expression, as if she was casual, and continued to walk forward.

Song Yunge suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of her. The cylinder was raised and pointed at a beggar.

(End of this chapter)