Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 70 Chapter 82

Chu Yu smiled and nodded, "If that's the case, don't...get out."

Although it was just a rolling word, somehow it felt elegant when it came out of Chu Yu's mouth.

"Yes, yes, Cao Yong will step down now."

Cao Yong nodded again and again, quickly got on his horse, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, and raised his hand to signal the soldiers of the patrol battalion to retreat.

After the soldiers of the patrol battalion got the order, they immediately retreated to give way, and the crowd was squeezed by the soldiers of the patrol battalion, and they retreated again and again.

Seeing the crowd retreating, Yan Qingcheng quickly raised his hand to block Chu Yuanheng to protect him, and then retreated a few steps along with the crowd.

Chu Yuanheng's heart was warm, and he quietly hid in Yan Qingcheng's arms, the corners of his lips curled up even deeper.

Cao Yong was about to leave with resentment on his face, but when he saw someone pointing at him, his heart became even angrier, his eyes flicked over the crowd with sullen eyes, everyone had already walked to the front, and suddenly he reined in his horse and stopped.

He quickly turned his horse's head, and his eyes directly hit Yan Qingcheng who was watching the play with Chu Yuanheng in his arms in the crowd, took a closer look at Yan Qingcheng's face, and fell all the way down to the child in Yan Qingcheng's arms.

Yan Qingcheng's hand blocked the child's face, so Cao Yong couldn't see the child's appearance clearly.

He rode his horse to the front of the crowd, raised his whip and pointed at Yan Qingcheng, and ordered, "You! Come here."

Seeing that the whip was pointed at them, the onlookers hurriedly backed away for fear of getting into trouble. Only Yan Qingcheng stood still and was pushed to the front by the retreating crowd to stand alone.

Yan Qingcheng pulled the corners of his lips helplessly, lowered his head and shrugged at Chu Yuanheng, and laughed at himself: "You can't watch this play casually, you will get into trouble if you just look at it, it's my curiosity. Taken away, you will remember to run away quickly."

Chu Yuanheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, this woman is really—

Get in the mood to tease him.His two calves can't walk stably now, and he still runs away!
Seeing that Yan Qingcheng had no fear, Cao Yong lowered his head and muttered to himself calmly, frowned, and couldn't help staring at Yan Qingcheng again from bottom to top.

Although this woman is a maidservant, she has a peerless youthful face, especially her figure, which is well-proportioned and has a unique charm. She must feel quite good in the hand, and it would be great to take her back as a concubine.

As if he knew what Cao Yong was thinking, Chu Yuanheng impatiently waved away Yan Qingcheng's hand, and stared coldly at Cao Yong on the tall horse.

Cao Yong was immersed in his little calculation of robbing people. Suddenly, he felt that his face was pierced by some invisible force. Based on the feeling, his eyes found the source of the invisible force——

The child in the arms of the handmaid.

Slightly curly hair, narrow and long eyes, sharp eyes, thin lips tightly pressed.

Cao Yong's eyes lit up suddenly, and a trace of excitement flashed across, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Haha, it's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get here. Someone!"

He didn't expect that Chu Yuanheng, who had won the Fantong Pill, was right in front of his eyes. This time, he didn't need a fake Chu Yuanheng to extract a confession.

As long as the real Chu Yuanheng is caught, with his current situation, crushing him to death is like crushing an ant, no one will hold him accountable, no one will believe that the child is the God of War of the Qi Kingdom, the emperor's grandson Chu Yuan Heng!

The soldiers of the patrol battalion raised their weapons and stood by.

Tu Yi tightened the reins, staring nervously ahead, with his hand on the hilt of the sword in his waist.

Chu Yu who was driving in the car frowned slightly, put down the teacup, and looked quietly at Chu Yuanheng who was in Yan Qingcheng's arms.

(End of this chapter)