Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 107
Called by Tuo Rui, Yan Mo poked his head out. Seeing Tuo Rui being taken away, Yan Mo jumped out of the carriage and chased after Tuo Rui.

But what was facing him was a few long knives shining with cold light, "Stop."

Looking at everything outside the carriage, he was so caught off guard, yes, this road was originally the nearest street after leaving the palace gate.

Those people didn't look like they were from the Central Plains, and they weren't afraid of being discovered who they were. They didn't hide their faces and didn't shy away from it. It seemed that their whole heart was to take Princess Tuorui away.

"Six princes... Be careful..." Seeing a long knife swinging at Yan Mo, Feng Wan'er screamed in fright, Xi Mo frowned, obviously she was out shopping and making unannounced visits, but now that she's all right, it's time to go. There was an accident as soon as he came out, and this unannounced visit was unnecessary. It was really a disappointment. In the carriage in front, Yan Kang was sitting steadily, showing no intention of helping at all. He was sitting quietly in the driver's seat, but Ximo knew that these two people must be masters, and they both secretly protected Yan Kang.

Seeing Yan Mo flying away from the tip of the knife repeatedly, it is impossible to say that it is not dangerous, but Ximo only watched indifferently. To be honest, she still hates him, even if he really treats her these few days He has done a lot and said a lot, but those are far from worth the harm he caused her before.

He caused her to be immersed in a pig cage, he caused her to be ridiculed for no reason, but she was innocent, she really never did anything bad, everything was imposed on her by Yan Mo.

His eyes glanced at Mu Lianfeng who was behind Yankang, but he didn't move. Ximo couldn't guess his thoughts with his expressionless face. Among all the people, there was only one person who was most worried about Yanmo. That is Feng Wan'er.

What a true love, it is vividly displayed at this moment.

Taking her out always tried something, and Ximo didn't regret her proposal to Yankang at all.

Suddenly, several darts shot at Yan Mo like lightning, and they were all in different directions, some were shot at his legs, some were shot at his face, and some were shot at his chest. One of them is enough to kill him, as long as one of them is hit, Yan Mo will not die or be disabled in this life.

"Cousin Eight, quickly save Cousin Six." Tuo Rui, who was carried on her shoulders, kept kicking and screaming, but she was no match for the man carrying her.

The people on the prairie are equally mighty, and they cannot be underestimated.

Ximo was not afraid of such a scene, not at all, she did not gloat, but she did not have any sympathy either.

Her heart has always been soft, but when facing Yan Mo, even if she softened, she knew that it was not affection, it was still indifference.

Looking at those weapons, if, just greeting Yan Mo's body like this, just a casual touch would be a bloody hole.

There are a lot of people, more and more, there are at least a dozen people, and all of them are very skilled.

Yan Mo's kung fu is really good, but looking at the situation in front of him, Ximo knows that for a while, he can still withstand those people, but after a long time, he is definitely not their opponent. If you fight against a dozen or so, you will always be defeated.

Tuo Rui was carried farther and farther away, and he was about to turn out of the end of the street, but Yan Kang turned over, and then flew into the air, shooting at Tuo Rui like an arrow. Next, the two brothers are, in fact, evenly matched.

Getting out of the palace really gave Ximo a lot of insight.

Except for the man carrying the man, everyone greeted Yan Mo, not preventing someone from chasing Tuo Rui, and in just a few blinks, Tuo Rui was snatched into Yan Kang's arms.

She is always the daughter of Princess Huimin, and the blood of the Yan family is also flowing in her body. After all, Yan Kang rescued her, but he still ignored Yan Mo's besieged. When he returned indifferently, Tuo Rui tried his best Shouted: "Cousin Eight, quickly save Cousin Six."

Seeing Yan Kang pointing his finger, Tuo Rui couldn't shout anymore in an instant, and quietly lay on Yan Kang's shoulder and looked in Yan Mo's direction.

Her eyes were so clear, but gradually, there was only moisture left, and she shed tears.

Ximo didn't know how much she loved Yan Mo. When Tuo Rui hit her for the first time, she always thought that Tuo Rui was venting his anger on Xinrong, but only now did she realize that it was far from that.

Tears dripped down from Yankang's shoulder drop by drop, and landed on the corner of Yankang's clothes blown up by the wind. It got wet and stained Ximo's vision. To be honest, seeing Tuo Rui, She was suddenly moved.

Tuo Rui is braver than herself. She dares to say and do. If she likes and loves, she will show it.

Tuo Rui seems to really like Yan Mo.

Looking at it like this, Ximo even thought that this scene might have been arranged by Yankang before leaving the palace, but looking at Yankang, and then looking at those people, she didn't think it was true. In front of people, isn't he afraid of others gossiping with his indifference?
However, soon, Ximo finally understood Yan Kang's intentions, he was waiting for a word, waiting for a word from someone.

Feng Wan'er jumped out of the carriage in embarrassment. This time, the coachman finally reacted, jumped out of the carriage neatly, and then stood beside Feng Wan'er, carefully looking around, for fear that any hidden weapon would strike, but Those people are already red-eyed, as if seeing anger, they will not give up until they defeat Yan Mo, the people on the grassland really seem to have only one tendon in their minds, Ximo can only think like this, otherwise, so There were many people and they just circled around Yan Mo and beat him.

"Plop", the sound was so loud that Ximo's ears hurt. She would not plead for Yan Mo, and he is not worthy. The reason why she stayed with him was to avenge the child. Now, she also knows Yes, maybe, it's just for hate. She always hates and never changes, because she doesn't want to change at all.

Everything in Qijiang is a deep-rooted hatred.

"Akang, please, please, act, act and let those people back down." Feng Wan'er grabbed the corner of Yan Kang's clothes with her hands, her clothes were wet with tears, and all that was left of her pretty face was So cute and pitiful.

"Wan'er, you step back, I'm fine, I'm really fine, I just want to try these people's skills." Surrounded by people, although he hasn't been injured yet, Yan Mo has been in danger several times, his words, Not only Ximo didn't believe it, Feng Wan'er didn't believe it either.

And that cry of Wan'er also shattered all Ximo's dreams, he called so kindly, he really likes Feng Wan'er, right?

"Amo, you lied to me, if so, you back down."

Yan Mo tried to retreat, but those knives and swords followed him like a shadow, making him unable to retreat at all.

Still watching quietly, Ximo didn't want to help anyone.

Yan Mo is really nothing to her.

Mu Lianfeng's eyes began to fall on her. The moment their eyes met, Ximo remembered that time in the theater, she also looked at each other like this, but she got a slap and a cup of tea for her. What a pain, he didn't save her, but hid.

"Akang, I beg you, as long as you make a move, you can ask me to do anything in the future."

What a humble request, this woman also loves Yan Mo badly, just like Tuo Rui.

Yan Mo should be content, the feeling of being loved is different from the feeling of loving someone, being loved is happiness, but loving but not getting it is painful.

Ximo didn't know who she loved, it was Mu Lianfeng in the past, but ever since that time in the theater, she felt that she no longer loved Mu Lianfeng, not at all.

Yes, just the bits and pieces that remained in the memory of the past, but they are no longer beautiful.

She would rather miss the maple leaf on that mountain than the love with him.

Everything is gone, not fading away, but completely gone.

She hates hypocrites.

On the street, all the pedestrians have run away, and the shops have quietly closed their doors. It is nothing to do with it, and it is hanging high. No one wants to cause trouble.

But Ximo knew that there must be someone secretly watching through the cracks in the many doors.

But Feng Wan'er didn't care, she just knelt down in front of Yan Kang, "A-Kang, please help."

"Okay, let me promise you, but I want a child."

Feng Wan'er, who was kneeling on the ground, was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

"I just want your child."

Domineering and arrogant, it turned out that Yan Kang was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface, and the domineering unique to the emperor was vividly displayed by him.

Mu Lianfeng always stood by his side without saying a word.

Ximo looked at everything in front of her in a daze, and it happened so fast that she couldn't believe it.

"Wan'er, don't beg him, I'm fine." Yan Mo shouted, and snatched a horse from the opposite person's hand, "Pounce", the blade sank into the opposite person's body, bleeding profusely, The blood color reminded Ximo of the night when she lost her child. She also shed a lot of blood like that. She thought she was going to die, but she survived and survived to this day.

In this world, maybe if you have the heart, you can conquer everything.

Yan Mo's eyes turned red, and he danced the two snatched knives like flying. In front of him, people began to fall down one by one, but Yan Mo was also injured, and one arm was soaked in blood, causing the pain on Yan Kang's shoulder to fall. Tuo Rui's tears grew more and more.

What a mess, Tuo Rui should understand by now, her biggest enemy is not her Lan Ximo, but the current empress Feng Wan'er, who is her uncle's daughter.

Concubine Hui's surname is Feng, and the power of the Feng family is no worse than that of the Mulian family. Yan Kang, he is breaking Feng Wan'er's wings, and he is also breaking the wings of the Feng family. He doesn't seem to care about Feng Wan'er at all. Like Waner.

But, who cares who.

On the street, blood flowed like a river.

Ximo was indifferent.

Looking back, Feng Wan'er's face was full of tears, but it made people feel even more pitiful. As long as they are men, they will like such a lovely and pitiful little woman.

(End of this chapter)