My Peerless Princess

Chapter 89
A group of people appeared in front, blocking Yi Nan's way.

Seeing that Yi Nan was walking alone on the small road, the leader walked up to Yi Nan, "Little girl, you look pretty good, do you want to consider being a young master?"

Yi Nan looked at that man with disgust.

"Sorry, this girl already has a husband." She looked at those people mockingly.

"Tsk," the man frowned, "such a pretty little girl has a husband."

The man suddenly put on a sarcastic smile again, "Isn't your husband also by your side? So, little beauty, you are my servant."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his hand behind Yi Nan, wanting to hold Yi Nan in his arms.

Yi Nan had noticed it a long time ago, and with a flash of figure, she avoided the man's hand.

"Yo, I can do a little bit of kung fu, not bad, I like it."

As soon as the words fell, the man appeared next to Yi Nan again, wanting to reach out and pull her into his arms.

At this time, Yang Guang had already followed.

"What are you doing?" Yang Guang put his sword between the man's arm and Yi Nan's body.

The man's gaze left Yi Nan and looked at Yang Guang.

"This is your husband?" The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Guang, "He doesn't look very good, why don't you follow me."

After hearing this, Yang Guang didn't feel any fluctuations in his mood. After so many years, he was used to hearing others ridicule his appearance.

Yi Nan opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

She can't really admit that Yang Guang is her husband, after all, this is not true, and it is very unfair to Yun Yi.

"I'm not her husband." Yang Guang said in a calm voice, "I'm just her friend."

"Friend?" The man raised his eyebrows, "It would be even better if it was a friend." The corner of the man's mouth hooked up, "The little beauty is my master's."

Yang Guang frowned, turned around and protected Yi Nan behind him.

"You don't deserve to touch her." He growled in a low voice, his eyes full of hatred.

Suddenly Yang Guang's head hurt, as if something had entered his mind, and his consciousness was blurred for a while.

Yi Nan noticed Yang Guang's abnormality, and flew in front of him.

"Go and rest, I'll take care of it." Yi Nan whispered to Yang Guang.

Yang Guang shook his head, "I still want to protect you."

He gritted his teeth and insisted on standing there.

But his legs were already trembling a little, and he couldn't stand firmly. He barely supported his body with the sword.

But even so, Yang Guang still protected Yi Nan behind him.

Yi Nan looked at him trying to be brave, and for a moment didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

"I thought it was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to look like this." The man curled his lips and looked at Yang Guang with disdain.

Yi Nan's eyes stayed on that person all the time, trying to remember his appearance.

"What? Looking at the young master with such eyes, do you have a crush on the young master?" The man took another step towards Yi Nan.

"It's really self-indulgent." Yi Nan shook his head, first settled Yang Guang under a tree, and then returned to the man again.

Yang Guang sat on the ground, and only then did he feel that he had returned to reality.

He closed his eyes, and the scene in front of him was like a dream, and he was intoxicated in it, unable to extricate himself.

That was when he first met her.

Although the girl was still young, she coincidentally touched his heartstrings. Since then, only her shadow has been left in his world.

He would just hide in the dark and watch her silently, protecting her.He didn't dare to walk in front of her, for fear that she would hate him.

But one day, he quietly followed her and was discovered by her.

He was very surprised, she has such strong martial arts at such a young age, is it enough to discover herself?

She didn't say much after she found out about him, but the two became good friends afterwards.

He listened to her talking about a boy she liked, but that boy never looked at her directly.

That's why she made up her mind to practice martial arts hard and become a better version of herself, the purpose is to let him see her existence.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the boy just didn't want to look at her.

Every time he listened to her talk, his heart sank subconsciously.

How much I like you, but haven't you never looked at me directly?

He thought secretly in his heart.

But he didn't say it out loud.

Because he knew that once he said this, maybe the two of them would never have such a relationship again.

A few years have passed, and that little girl has grown into a beautiful girl.

More and more people like her, he has long been buried in the crowd.

She hasn't told him about the boy for a long time,

It's just that the two of them still have a tacit understanding that they will sneak out and sit on the eaves for a while at night.

It's just that I don't have the same feeling that I have nothing to say at the beginning.

Finally one day, she faced him and spoke again.

"He is getting married, but the bride is not me."

He felt inexplicably joyful. The fact that the boy got married meant that he had a chance?

That night, she snuggled into his arms all night.

For so many years, she didn't know his little thoughts. It's just that there was one person in her heart, and she couldn't tolerate another person. She shouldn't have given him any hope.

That night, looking at the bright moon, he sketched the future of the two of them countless times in his mind.

At his home, she would serve him a cup of tea and arrange his clothes.

He had thought about everything, but the only thing he hadn't thought about was that she would leave him.

The next night, when he came to look for her again, the news he got was that she had left this place.

No one knows where she went.

He frantically searched for her footprints, but... in the end, all he saw was a letter left by her.

"I still can't let him go." "I'm going to find him."

There were not many words, but each one was engraved into his heart.

When he saw her signing, a tear finally rolled down from his eyes and dripped onto the paper.

Why, I have been chasing you for so many years, but you only have him in your eyes from beginning to end.

What is so good about him that he deserves your liking?

Is it because of looks?

He didn't understand.

When the screen turned again, he had already found her trace.

She was trampled underfoot, dying.

He desperately wanted to rescue her from those people.

That night, blood flowed like a river.He was red-eyed.

As long as it is anyone who hurt her, he will not let go.

The peach petals fell and were also dyed bright red.

He took her back to her home.

Since then, he has never seen her again.

(End of this chapter)