Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 306
The situation after that was completely one-sided beating.

But in the blink of an eye, all the menacing servants fell to the ground, one by one screaming, leaving He Fangping dumbfounded.

Seeing Murong Fengyuan walking towards him without haste, he only reacted, he hurriedly turned around and wanted to get away with it, but before he could take two steps, a tall and slender figure blocked his way on the way.

"You, what are you going to do? I am the prince Shaofu, I warn you, don't mess around!" He Fangping sternly reprimanded in a bluff.

At this moment, he regretted it a lot. He thought he was just an ordinary commoner. How could he have thought that the other party was so extraordinary in martial arts. If he had known, if he had known this earlier, he would not have brought only such a few servants...

As a result, the person didn't bring it back and didn't say anything. Instead, he lost his wife and lost his army.

Looking around at the "injuries" all over the floor from the corner of his eye, and then quietly taking a look at the elegant woman who was still standing tall and seemingly unaffected, He Fangping was vomiting blood from the bottom of his heart.

However, the man in front of him who was as cold as Shura never gave him the slightest bit of face, let alone listened to any of his so-called warnings, and even didn't even bother to reply. The big palm landed on his neck in the blink of an eye, lifting him into the air with ease.

The pressure of facing death poured down on my head.

Almost at this moment, everyone present smelled a fishy smell, and saw a light yellow liquid flowing down He Fangping's crotch——

The prince Shao Fu Daren who was flaunting his power just now, is actually scared to pee at this moment.

The passers-by nearby couldn't help pointing and laughing at He Fangping when they saw this. He Fangyuan bullied the people and women in the capital city, relying on the influence of his father and brother. Everyone has long been dissatisfied with them. They all felt very happy, and some were young or vigorous, and even started shouting to cheer for the man who did it.

"Repay ten times?!"

Murong Fengyuan finally spoke, his tone seemed to be sarcasm.

This person is the official of the imperial court.

He has a bad temper, but he also has a sense of proportion in his heart. Now that he has managed to get a peaceful life with his beloved, naturally he will not do anything outrageous at this moment.

Therefore, he just wanted to warn He Fangping, and had no intention of taking his life. Who would have thought that before he did anything, this person would already be drenched in fright.

Is this the kind of person who not only smashed his house, but also brought someone to teach him a lesson? !
It's ridiculous!

"..."

Although He Fangping felt ashamed and annoyed, but the pressure of dying was not fake, as if what he was facing now was not a person, but a prehistoric beast, baring its fangs dangerously at him, making him two Her lips trembled as if she was sifting chaff, but she couldn't squeeze out a word when she wanted to speak. The aggressiveness before was gone forever.

His body trembled, and a small stream of light yellow liquid trickled out from his crotch.

Murong Fengyuan's phoenix eyes suddenly burst out with unconcealable disgust, and with a wave of his arms, He Fangping, who was clamped by his neck, was thrown out like trash. The people smashed heavily on several servants who fell to the ground, and their lives were saved, but it is unknown how many bones were broken.

In the eyes of these people, the man who was like a god just now was taking out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the palm and fingers of He Fangping's hand just now, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty. Like something filthy, he finally turned his feet to the side, bypassing the puddle of water on the ground and walking towards the woman who had been standing still.

"It's all right, ma'am, let's go."

When he spoke again in front of the woman, it was as if the frozen lake had thawed and spring returned to the earth, the gentleness in his tone was completely different from the coldness just now.

Jun Chuyue smiled at him, nodded and placed his small hand on his open palm. The man curled his lips slightly, curled his fingers around her hand, and walked forward hand in hand, watching the passers-by Subconsciously get out of the way, watching this pair of lovers, who seem to be a match made in heaven, drift away, and finally disappear at the end of the field of vision...

Snapped!
After hearing the news, the commander of the Ministry of War threw the teacup on the ground angrily, and the fragments scattered everywhere. The shocked messenger Ding hung his head and trembled, not even daring to take a breath.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

Commander He was still angry after dropping the teacup, and when he turned his head and brushed off all the things on the table, he heard a crackling sound, and the ground was already a mess.

Commander He didn't sit down panting until there was nothing to drop.

The messenger thought he had calmed down, and when he was about to recount the details, Commander He suddenly slapped the table with his palm, causing the table to tremble a few times, and the reporter even uttered the words he hadn't had time to say. Swallowing it back, Choke's face turned pale for a while.

"Hateful, I'm just a mere commoner, relying on my relationship with the fourth prince, I dare to bully my son and injure an official of the imperial court. If I don't avenge this revenge, it will be hard to dispel the hatred in my heart!"

The commander's mansion here was full of anger, but the parties on the other side, Murong Fengyuan and Jun Chuyue, didn't know anything about it.

The two had nothing to do for a while, so they strolled around the city.

In late autumn, when the golden osmanthus is fragrant, the city is filled with a strong scent of osmanthus. Murong Fengyuan took Jun Chuyue and strolled to an osmanthus tree. Seeing the woman approaching to smell it, he smiled lowly and reached out to pinch The knots were covered with sweet-scented osmanthus, took off the leaves, pinned them in the woman's hair, leaned over and sniffed, and said with a smile: "Madam is really fragrant."

"Poor mouth, it's obviously the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus."

Jun Chuyue raised her eyes and gave him an angry look, then turned her head and suddenly found a blacksmith's shop at the entrance of the street, she was dazed for a moment, then grabbed Murong Fengyuan's hand and shook it: "There is a blacksmith's shop over there, should we go and have a look? Look, forge a good sword for you?"

"Huh?" Murong Fengyuan followed the prestige, "Let's go and have a look."

His original epee was left in the Ming Luo Empire, and it seems that he can't get it back. As a martial arts practitioner, it is really inappropriate for him not to have a weapon at hand, not to mention that learning is like sailing against the current. The same is true for practicing martial arts, so he should go and have a look at it both emotionally and rationally.

It was cold outside in autumn, but the moment I entered the blacksmith's shop, there was still a wave of heat blowing towards my face.

The blacksmith, who was picking up the towel on his shoulders to wipe off his sweat, caught a glimpse of someone coming in and hurriedly said, "You two gentlemen, what do you want to buy? A kitchen knife, a hoe, or a shovel?"

Seeing that people went straight to the wall with various weapons hanging on the other side, he said again: "Guest officer, do you want to choose a better weapon? My place is made of high-quality materials, so you can rest assured about the craftsmanship. No one in the ten miles and eight towns of this capital city knows me, I am the second in terms of craftsmanship, no one dares to be the first..."

(End of this chapter)