Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 283 Stabbing His Heart

Qingyange followed the man in armor out of the gate of the General's Mansion, and got on the horse.

She shouted loudly, "Drive—"

The crimson robe fluttered in the air, and the long black hair fluttered in the wind, like a mist. The tall and handsome horse rode across the dust, setting off billows of dust.

Inside the room.

"Princess, empress, the dishes are here~" Qing Yuan happily arranged the maids to put the dishes one by one on the sandalwood table beside her.

However, when she looked around, she found that there was no Qing Yange at all, and she asked with a strange look: "Where is the princess?"

The queen who was sitting on the table, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, sighed and did not respond.

Ming Yue walked up to Qing Yuan with small steps, gently tugged on her robe, and said seriously: "Aunt Qing Yuan, take a step to speak."

"What's wrong?" Qing Yuan blinked her big innocent eyes, completely confused.

She just went to the dining room, why did she come back like a changed sky?
"Princess...the princess has gone to the battlefield." Mingyue hesitated for a long time, and finally told the truth.

Qingyuan stared like a copper bell, and she shouted: "What? What is the princess doing on the battlefield? Bring the regent back?"

A quarter of an hour later.

Qingyuan learned the ins and outs of the matter from Mingyue, and there was a trace of mist in her eyes.

"You mean that guard Cen also fell off the cliff?" Qing Yuan asked after a long time before she recovered her voice.

"Yes." Mingyue replied.

Qingyuan's little face turned white again and again, she staggered on the spot, almost unable to stand still.

"Aunt Qingyuan, be careful." Mingyue hurriedly supported Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan waved her hand lightly, "I want to be quiet."

After the words fell, Qing Yuan dragged her heavy steps and left step by step. Her back was bleak, as if she was expressing sadness.

……

"Princess, the battlefield is ahead!" The man in armor who was following Qingyange raised his hand.

Qing Yange looked in the direction of the finger, and saw that handsome figure fighting bloody battle among the crowd.

A fluttering white robe was already stained red with blood, and he swung his long sword unceremoniously, killing a Tiancang man with one blow.

The method of killing was brilliant and swift.

It's Linyuan!
Because of Linyuan's swift action, Tiancang's soldiers hesitated to approach him.

But Lin Yuan was holding a long sword, drinking horses and galloping, chasing Tiancang soldiers.

He is clearly born modest and humble like jade, like a gentle young man who comes out of a painting, but he is cruel, like a wolf in sheep's clothing, cold and cruel.

"Let's go!" Qing Yange raised her long whip, flattered her ass, and ran towards Lin Yuan's position with firm eyes.

The sound of Qingyange's hooves gradually approached, and the long whip in his hand became sharper and sharper.

When another Dayong soldier was about to stab Tiancang soldier to death with a knife, Qing Yange threw out the long whip in his hand, hooked the long sword in Dayong soldier's hand abruptly, and threw it to the ground.

As she got closer to Lin Yuan, the hatred in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

Soon, she wants to kill Lin Yuan with her own hands!
Qingyange's red figure quickly attracted everyone's attention, those Dayong soldiers swung their long swords without hesitation, trying to cut off the legs of Qingyange's horse.

However, Qingyange escaped these attacks with great speed, and with a wave of the long whip in his hand, he directly knocked down a mob of people.

When Qing Yange approached Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan noticed her coming.

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Yan'er."

Qing Yange sneered, "You don't deserve to call me those two words."

Lin Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Then Yan'er came to me to return to Dayong with me?"

Qingyange's dark eyes were full of hatred, she raised her voice, "I'm here to kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers beside Linyuan immediately became vigilant, and they pointed their sharp swords at Qingyange.

"Presumptuous, who are you? You dare to assassinate!"

"I'm your father!" After Qing Yange finished speaking, the long whip in her hand swung straight, splitting the air in the air, and heading towards Lin Yuan's gate of life.

She was so fast that no one noticed when she swung the long whip.

"Bold! Kill her!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Dayong's soldiers swung their long swords to chop Qingyange to the ground.

However, Qing Yange didn't seem to see it, and only wanted to take Lin Yuan's life.

"Put it down." Seeing that the long sword in his subordinate's hand almost cut through Qing Yange's skin, he finally stopped him.

The little soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to respond.

Lin Yuan took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the blood stains on his face, and said with a curved mouth, "Yan'er."

"Don't call me Yan'er!" Qing Yange yelled, there was no obstacle in front of her eyes, she swung her long whip without hesitation, and slammed it on Lin Yuan's chest.

At the moment of "sweeping", the clothes on Lin Yuan's chest were torn apart, and a long bloodstain drew out a beautiful arc.

He still smiled like a spring breeze.

Qing Yange looked at the motionless man in front of her in surprise, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"Why don't you hide?" Qing Yange asked.

But Lin Yuan smiled like a spring breeze. His bright smile was like a grand scene of thousands of pear trees blooming, which fascinated people.

Lin Yuan replied with a smile: "Because it's you, you are the only one in the world who can hurt me. This is the right I gave you."

Qing Yange sneered, but the anger in her chest still hadn't subsided.

Meng Baili who is lying unconscious on the bed, Zijin who is walking in front of the gate of hell in the capital, and Jiuque and Cen Bin who were forced off the cliff by Lin Yuan just now, all these living people, but because of the sight of their eyes This man with a heart of snakes and scorpions has completely disrupted his life.

The corner of Qing Yange's mouth curled up, "Okay, then I will make good use of this right."

After saying that, she threw down another long whip, this time aiming at Lin Yuan's back.

Lin Yuan sat on the steed, obviously insulted by Qingyange, but he still refused to fight back.

Just like that, everyone present stared at the strange scene in front of them, unable to believe their eyes for a while.

An unnamed woman in a mere Tiancang dared to beat Dayong's future heir with whip after whip, and Prince Dayong didn't even hide!
Is there something wrong with their eyes?
Everyone rubbed their eyes, but the scene before them was still the scene just now.

Qing Yange was a little tired from waving the whip, she gritted her teeth and said silently.

29.

These 29 whips have turned Lin Yuan into a blood man.

Qing Yange's hand holding the long whip trembled slightly.

"Yan'er, if you still need to vent your emotions, just leave them to me~" Lin Yuan said softly, his complexion was very pale due to excessive blood loss, but he still kept his spirits up.

"Don't cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful!" Qing Yange yelled loudly, this time flying directly off her horse, only a few centimeters away from Lin Yuan.

Qingyange took a deep breath, "This is a debt you should pay."

After saying that, Qing Yange took out the dagger hidden in the sleeve, and stabbed it straight into Lin Yuan's chest.

She tilted her head and smiled innocently, "Does it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)