The ugly wife of peasant family

When the forest calms down, the prince opens his eyes and wants to see the panic of Fengche.

But the breeze Che and summer Xi are still facial expression light, don't see the slightest panic.

"Xiao Yi."

Xia Xi, who has never spoken, calls his name directly. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on her, reflecting layers of golden light.

The big prince sees of hinder an eye, "how, want to beg for mercy?"

Xia Xi mouth light hook, with irony and ridicule, "you are also a prince, only so little people, can take the hand?"

This aroused the anger in the heart of the prince. He had a lot of dark guards and bodyguards, but they poisoned Chuang Tzu that night outside the city. Although he was not dead, his health was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and he couldn't use it at all. Now these dark guards are all from youlinpo. He thought there would be a lot of them, but he didn't think there were only 30 people.

But

Thinking that these 30 people are all the elites in the dark guard, the prince became arrogant again. "These people are enough. It's more than enough to kill you."

"Is it?"

Xia Xi asked with a faint smile.

The big prince can't wait to see them kneel down and beg for mercy. With a wave of his hand, "up!"

The man in black attacked quickly.

Feng Che put his hand in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle.

The eldest prince and the people in black were stunned.

Dozens of people instantly appeared in their field of vision, came to them in front of them, quickly surrounded the people in black, and confronted them one-on-one.

The big prince's pupil suddenly shrinks, lose voice, "how is this possible?"

When did Prince Zhan's house raise so many secret guards?

"Not one!"

Under the order of the wind, the two sides immediately fought fiercely.

The eldest prince was lucky at the beginning. After all, this dark guard was left by the former Emperor to the Duke of the country, so it must be very effective.

But looking at the man in black falling down one after another, he knew he was wrong. The dark guards in zhanwangfu are similar to them. One on one may have a chance to win, but the other side is too many, two on one, and the dark guards they bring are totally invincible.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, the prince panicked and ordered his guards, "go, go!"

Two guards, one on the left and one on the right, helped him to turn around and run to the horse standing in the distance. As soon as they made a move, Feng an and Feng Zhong jumped up from the horse, their swords came out of the scabbard and headed for the guards. One by one, they solved the problem.

The two fell to the ground, the prince no one to support, ran stumbling, finally ran to the horse, but not on the horse, closed his eyes in despair. But soon opened, turned around, looking at the direction of the wind Che, showing a proud smile.

Feng Che dare not kill him! As long as he can be in front of his father, he will have a way to survive.

Half an hour later, the fighting stopped, and all the people in black were lying on the ground with no breath.

A guard came forward and asked, "Lord Zhan, what should we do with these people?"

"Put it on the carriage and let Feng an drive it. As for you, you can go back."

The guard should have called for his men to drive a carriage over, and threw people on the carriage at will. There were thirty people, full of two carriages. Some people were still bleeding, dropping on the carriage, and then dropping on the ground.

The eldest prince stood far away and could not hear what they said. He watched the orderly retreat after the guards threw all the people into the carriage.

But in the blink of an eye, the guards were gone.

Feng Che and Xia Xi ride horses to him. The prince looks at them fearlessly, even grinning, like Feng Che can't help him.

"Feng Zhong!"

Feng Che shouts. Feng Zhong jumps down from the horse, grabs the prince and throws him into the carriage full of corpses.

A smell of blood rushed into the nose of the prince. He struggled and cried, "Fengche, you dare!"

Feng Zhong flies up again and points his acupoints quickly. The prince stares at him angrily. He can't speak or even move.

Fengche and Xiaxi rode side by side, not fast or slow.

The eldest prince was lying among the dead. With the shaking of the carriage, he came across the head, face, and nose of dark Wei from time to time. With the pungent smell of blood, he almost collapsed.

Fengche and Xiaxi almost come back every day. The soldiers who guard the city have to stand on the wall and look out of the city every day when it's time to close the door. They can't see the dust in the distance before they close the door.

Today is also the same. After watching for a long time, I didn't see a horse riding in the distance. The soldiers of the city guards closed the heavy gate, went to the city upstairs, got together, took out the bought food and wine and put it on the ground, and there was a small jar of good wine.

These are bought with Fengche's reward money. Once they come back late, they will be rewarded with enough silver spindles at the gate of the city. So these soldiers are looking forward to Fengche coming back later every day.

Summer night, even if it is dark, the night is not so thick, the huge moon hanging in the sky, plus the torches around, the place where a few people eat clearly.

With food and wine, several people were eating happily, so they heard someone shouting under the gate, "Lord Zhan, go back to the city, open the gate."

Several people immediately put down their chopsticks and stood up together. Then they went to the side of the city wall to look around. Some of them ran down to open the city gate.

Today, in addition to the four of Zhan Wang Ye, there is also a carriage. The carriage is full, and people standing on the wall can't see clearly.

The two people who ran down opened the door and bowed to welcome them out. Before they could wait for the salute, they smelled the strong smell of blood. They immediately looked up and saw the stacked corpses on the top of the carriage. They were so scared that their legs softened, "this, this, this..."

"I was assassinated on the way."

Feng Che explained why he came back late.

The soldiers who opened the door gasped. There were at least twenty or thirty people in the two carriages, and there were several people in Zhan Wangye. Before they finished thinking about it, they saw that someone seemed to move on the carriage.

They were so scared that they almost screamed.

"Nothing. I caught one alive and threw it on it."

They were scared out of their mouths and bowed back. After they went in, they followed with their weak legs and closed the door with all their strength.

One of them asked in a low voice, "you say, who is so bold, dare to fight against Lord Zhan?"

The person who was asked answered, "who else can there be, great emperor..."

I don't think it's right to say that. After the big prince was cut off his arms, he stayed in the mansion honestly. I didn't hear that he had been out of the mansion. But if it wasn't for him, how could Prince Zhan bring people back to Beijing?

He shook his head. "I can't guess."

When they returned to the castle, the others immediately gathered around and asked. They told each other what they saw. Everyone, look at me and I'll look at you. They were shocked in each other's eyes.

After entering the city, Fengche still doesn't speed up. He still walks slowly. When he comes to the palace gate, the key has been dropped. Fengzhong comes forward to pat the door. "Prince Zhan has something urgent to see the emperor. Please let me know."