Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 11 A good show is coming
I saw Leng Xia walking forward with a cool expression, her rose-colored phoenix embroidered palace dress was ironed on her body, her skirt trailed the floor, and she was luxuriously dressed.The exposed neck is slender and slender, the skin is as white as jade, the lips are as red as lotus, the eyebrows are lightly swept away on the hibiscus face, the red lips are thinner, the rouge is slightly wiped, and the bun is lightly drawn. There is nothing else except a unique white jade hairpin inserted diagonally on it. The person is elegant and quiet, like a fairy coming out of the dust, beautiful like ordinary people.

Stepping to the front of the carriage, before Zhong Cang set up the horse stool, Leng Xia jumped up, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, landed on the carriage lightly and calmly, opened the bamboo curtain and got into the carriage.

There was a shock on Zhong Cang's face, such agility!

Leaning on the couch like Uncle Bei Lie in the car, he squinted at Leng Xia and let out a cold snort: "Come into the palace and make me look like a princess."

Leng Xia didn't lift her eyelashes, she just sat across from her and closed her eyes to rest.

Zhan Beilie's eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his teeth were clenched: "There should be etiquette..."

Leng Xia suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were extremely cold.This was my own negligence. As a princess of a country, there should be some orthodox procedures when meeting the emperor. It's really fucking annoying.

Zhan Beilie thought she was going to strike again, so he tensed his body and attacked with a knife, Leng Xia tilted his head to avoid his palm, grabbed his iron arm with his jade hand, cast a cold glance, and asked, "How about that?" Will fight again, what etiquette?"

Zhan Beilie refrained from attacking and stared closely at her eyes. After confirming that she was really not joking, he lowered his face and asked word by word: "Who are you? Don't tell me that a princess doesn't understand the royal family." etiquette!"

Leng Xia let go of her hand, frowned and thought about it in her head, and said impatiently, "Say it or not!"

What kind of woman is this!I owe you!No matter how good-tempered she is towards such a person, she will be furious, not to mention that he has never been called a good-tempered person.Zhan Beilie, as the God of War of the Great Qin Dynasty, has a noble status. He has always said that he is one-sided, and even has the privilege of not kneeling when he sees the emperor. How has he ever been treated like this?It's just unreasonable, it can be tolerated, which one can't be tolerated, uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it!
Zhan Bei was furious from his heart, and flew towards Leng Xia who was opposite, Leng Xia sneered, "It's good, I still haven't learned my lesson!"
Leng Xia's body quickly jumped up and grabbed the top of the carriage with a pair of jade arms, split her legs horizontally, and when others jumped up, wrapped around his neck like a snake, she slid down with a little force, her thighs tightly wrapped around his shoulders, Hit his handsome face with a punch!
Zhan Beilie was completely stunned by this solid punch. Before he could react, he saw Leng Xia jumping from his body to his back. A small grab pinched his hands, and his back elbow was ruthless against his back. Hit hard.While he was lying on the couch in pain, he jumped up to his back, put his knees against the back of his heart, and completely restrained him!
Zhan Beilie's brows furrowed, he had no room to fight back in terms of skill?

In this narrow carriage, he has no room to move around. Zhan Beilie, who can't use his lightness skills and internal strength, is no match for Leng Xia, the king of personal fighting. Leng Xia can easily restrain him.

What's more, he didn't intend to kill Leng Xia from the beginning to the end, no matter how heavy the attack was, he just wanted to teach her a lesson. Leng Xia is his princess, and he knows the proportions of this fight.But Leng Xia was different, her moves were ruthless and she didn't spare any sympathy, the three fierce fights were all moves to attack the vital points, killing people everywhere, Zhan Beilie naturally lost completely if he kept his hands back.

Leng Xia let him go and sat back on the couch, raised her brows, and jokingly asked, "Are you still coming, King Lie?"

Zhan Beilie was furious, his eyes spewed fire, and he punched the wooden table hard, causing the wooden table to shatter with a bang.

In the third round, Leng Xia VS Zhan Beilie, still a complete victory!

Although Zhan Beilie suffered a disastrous defeat, he was not a petty and vengeful person, and he knew very well in his heart that if he used his internal strength, it would be a trivial matter to beat Leng Xia.But the Great Qin God of War has his own pride and wins with internal force?He didn't bother to do such a thing.

He has already determined in his heart that Leng Xia will definitely not be that useless princess of Weiguo. Although he doesn't know the purpose of such a strong woman pretending to be Murong Leng Xia to marry him, he is also grateful in his heart. That weak and useless princess is truly boring.

Thinking of this, he no longer struggled with her identity, and told her about the etiquette in the palace.

"Kneeling?" Leng Xia frowned, jokingly, did she kneel up and down, did she kneel down to ghosts and gods, and actually imagined that she would kneel down to an ancient emperor?

Zhan Beilie raised his thick eyebrows, and suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the bridge of his nose, damn it, the attack was really ruthless!He replied coldly: "How can you not kneel when you see the emperor?"

Leng Xia sneered and didn't answer, it's completely unnecessary to talk to these ancient people that everyone is equal, she won't waste time doing these useless efforts, but she has already made a decision in her heart, it is impossible for her to kneel down !
Suddenly, the carriage shook violently, Leng Xia sensed something was wrong with her extraordinary sensitivity, she frowned and looked at Zhan Beilie, why did it stop?

Zhan Beilie leaned back against the backrest, the corners of his hard-lined lips slowly curled up, and he jokingly said in a chilly voice, "The show is coming."

Leng Xia raised a corner of the bamboo curtain, the street outside the carriage was empty, a strong murderous aura filled the empty sky, and countless men in black appeared from all directions to surround the carriage.

"Hey!" A sharp arrow shot from a very far away with a bright and strange light, directly hitting Leng Xia in the carriage!

Leng Xia subconsciously got up to dodge, but was suddenly pressed by an iron arm on her shoulder, unable to move for a moment!
Zhan Beilie rang in her ear with an arrogant and domineering voice: "You continue to pretend to be a useless princess, and leave the rest to me!"

As the king of killers, Leng Xia would never put her life in the hands of others, her life must be in her own hands.However, at this moment, under the pressure of Zhan Beilie, she was helpless...

He could only watch helplessly as the poisoned sharp arrow pierced his throat!

Is this his true strength?

The moment the sharp arrow struck and was about to pierce her throat, the sharp arrow suddenly stopped and could no longer move an inch!

(End of this chapter)