Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The guards, their eyes bloodshot from the Second Prince's insane words, roared and charged forward recklessly, swords and spears pointed at Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi was slightly surprised. Just now these people were timid and hesitant, but when they heard the news that they could have their hands on the prince's wife, they all became crazy.

What he didn't know was that the Second Prince Wang Yu's wife, Chu Mengtong, was the beloved daughter of the current Prime Minister, Chu Huai.

With her stunning beauty and renowned talent, she was once the object of the affections of the emperor in the palace. She was just one step away from entering the palace to serve him.

Wang Yu struck first, and before the imperial decree was issued, he prepared generous gifts and went to the Prime Minister's residence to formally propose marriage.

Prime Minister Chu Huai was a cunning old fox who had been navigating the political arena for many years, and he was extremely shrewd in his calculations.

He thought to himself: If his daughter enters the palace, even if she is favored, she will at most be a concubine.

When His Majesty passes away in the future, she will only be a concubine in the deep palace, living a lonely life. The help that the Chu family can get will ultimately be limited.

But what if he were to marry the Second Prince, Wang Yu—

This prince is the heir apparent whom His Majesty has secretly favored and is cultivating.

Once he ascends the throne, his daughter will be the rightful empress, and the Chu family's power and status will rise to a new level.

After weighing the pros and cons, Chu Huai immediately agreed to the marriage.

Chu Mengtong thus became the Second Prince's consort. Countless people in the capital sighed with regret, while countless others secretly coveted her.

Everyone says the Chu family has made the right bet and will surely enjoy great honor in the future, but beneath this glory, undercurrents are already surging.

Wang Yu never expected that, just a few months later, his wife, Chu Mengtong, would be summoned to the palace by the Empress.

When she left the palace, her eyes were red and swollen with tears. Even her magnificent palace attire could not hide the sorrow in her eyes. She kept her head down and remained silent the whole way, not daring to ask her any questions, not even to her personal maid.

No one knows what exactly happened in the palace, but it has sparked rumors and speculation throughout the capital.

Some said she offended the emperor, others said she was harassed by the concubines, and still others secretly speculated...

Within the palace walls that day lay a humiliation and secret that could not be told to outsiders.

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Xie Xiaoyi was naturally unaware of this secret, nor did he care to know it.

But the guards in front of him were blinded by greed and pounced on him like mad dogs.

Wealth is the root of trouble, and lust is a sharp knife that scrapes your bones.

Xie Xiaoyi sighed inwardly, tilted his head, first to the left, then to the right, and a series of crisp cracking sounds came from his neck.

Those eyes, which had been calm, slowly lifted up.

The heavy butcher knife in his hand now seemed to be stained with the cold light of hell.

With a swift flick of his wrist, he delivered two consecutive slashes!

Huhu——

Two incredibly sharp blades of wind shot out from the sky and slammed into the guards.

"Bang—!"

The first gust of wind from the blade sent more than a dozen guards flying in the front row, tumbling several feet away before crashing one after another into the walls, stone steps, and the ground.

"Bang—!!"

The second gust of wind followed closely behind, even fiercer and more intense.

Another dozen or so people were blown into the air, their bodies swirling wildly as they drifted away into the distance.

In an instant, some died, some were injured, some screamed in agony, and some wailed in agony.

The power of the two strikes silenced the entire arena.

Wang Yu was at a loss, his face was ashen, and his heart had already turned cold.

Just then, the clanging of armor plates and the rapid sound of horses' hooves rang out.

It was the Imperial Guard Patrol Battalion of the capital.

It turned out that the patrol battalion was the first to receive news of the commotion on the street, and the commander-in-chief immediately led his troops to the scene, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yu's face instantly lit up with wild joy.

Our savior has arrived!

The Imperial Guard Patrol Battalion has arrived!

He practically roared, "Zhang San! Stop Xie Xiaoyi! Once we rendezvous with the patrol battalion, we won't be afraid of that bastard anymore. Give me a chance, stop him!"

He called out twice, but there was no one in front of him.

He then realized that Zhang San had been so terrified that he had fled in the chaos and disappeared without a trace.

"Useless! What a treacherous lackey!"

Wang Yu cursed inwardly, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

When I return alive, I will skin you alive, tear you to pieces, and rip you to shreds!

In desperation, he exerted his strength and shoved the guards in front of him forward to block Xie Xiaoyi.

He himself, hunched over, ran wildly toward the patrol battalion like a madman.

"Help! Imperial Guards Patrol Battalion, come to your rescue! I am the Second Prince, Wang Yu!"

Whoosh-!

A dark shadow streaked across the sky, and a sudden gust of wind erupted, sweeping across the entire street.

The guards on both sides who were protecting Wang Yu were blown to the ground by the strong wind, and they couldn't even open their eyes.

In the blink of an eye.

Xie Xiaoyi had caught up with Wang Yu.

Reaching out, her five fingers, like iron hooks, gripped his disheveled hair tightly and pulled it sharply backward!

"Ugh—!"

Wang Yu let out a piercing scream as his neck was forcibly tilted back, his face violently pulled in front of Xie Xiaoyi, rendering him unable to move.

A butcher's knife was held to his neck, its cold gleam chilling him to the bone.

"Xie Xiaoyi, please let me go... I... I was wrong. If you let me go, I can beg my father not to pursue the matter of your prophecy from the Imperial Observatory, and let you live a peaceful life from now on!"

Xie Xiaoyi didn't say anything. He grabbed him with one hand and used the other hand to slap the pig-slaughtering knife across his face.

clap clap-

The slap was loud.

At this moment, the Imperial Guards patrol battalion had already surrounded the city like a tidal wave, their armor gleaming and their weapons like a forest.

The first general, clad in silver armor and carrying a heavy sword on his back, with a cold and stern face, was none other than Sen Lie, the commander of the Imperial City Patrol Battalion.

In his early years, this man served as the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards. His fierce swordsmanship was renowned throughout the capital. Because of his tiger-like temperament and madman-like demeanor, he earned the nickname "Tiger Chief" that resounded throughout the capital.

Everyone immediately recognized the captured man as the current Second Prince, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Insolence!" Sen Lie roared, "Release the Second Prince! Otherwise, kill him without mercy!"

Hundreds of imperial guards drew their swords in unison, their blades pointed directly at Xie Xiaoyi, their killing intent soaring to the heavens, and they surrounded him tightly in the center.

They were just waiting for the commander-in-chief's order to strike, and immediately they were attacked with a flurry of blows.

Xie Xiaoyi secretly praised him.

The Imperial City's elite troops truly live up to their reputation!

In just a short while, they gathered from all directions and rushed over.

My sword energy cleaved through the chariot, killing Zhao Liu and beheading Wang Wu in an instant. Later, when I dealt with those guards, all of it took me no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

They arrived really quickly...

As the crowd approached, Xie Xiaoyi smirked, grabbed Wang Yu, and coldly threatened:

"Take one more step, and your second prince will lose his head."

Sen Lie's eyes were like a tiger's, and with a backhand reach, he drew out an enormous, broad-backed longsword from behind!

The patrol troops shouted at them:

"Ignorant madman, listen carefully. Under the sword of our Commander Senlie, no living person has ever withstood three blows."

Sen Lie Zhan pointed his sword directly at Xie Xiaoyi and said in a deep voice, "If you let go now, you may be spared a whole corpse."

If you dare to make another move—I will tear you to pieces on the spot today!

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