I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

"Which blind fool dared to harm my beauty!"

Standing under the eaves, Qin Yu looked at Song Qian, who had already been subdued, with greed in his eyes.

Song Qian's clothes were soaked through by the rain and clung to her body, outlining her perfect figure—something no man could resist.

The veil was also removed, but on her fair face, which was covered in rainwater, there was a cut that bled profusely.

The guards didn't dare to speak, keeping their heads down and looking at each other.

Don't underestimate Song Qian just because she's a weak woman; she was even harder to subdue than a man just now.

In the chaos, her face was slashed, something no one wanted to do.

Song Qian had no time to care about the wound on her face. She turned her head to look at the guard Geng lying not far behind her, blood was gushing out from under him, and she didn't know if he was dead or alive.

As for Xiuer, she had already been dragged into a nearby alley by four or five guards, and had probably already met a tragic end!

Seeing that no one admitted it, Qin Yu stepped forward and kicked several people to the ground.

Then he immediately forced a smile and went to help Song Qian up from the ground.

"Don't worry, I've already taught them a lesson!"

"From now on, I, the prince, will cherish you even more!"

Snapped!

The only response was a slap from Song Qian.

But Qin Yu was prepared. He grasped Song Qian's outstretched hand with a broad smile.

"I didn't expect the beauty to have such a strong grip. This prince hopes that you'll be just as strong in bed, hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, the people around him burst into laughter, simply enjoying the spectacle.

Some even clasped their hands in congratulations to Qin Yu for winning the heart of his beloved.

Song Qian raised her arms, her face full of resentment and unwillingness!

After laughing for a while, Qin Yu reached out to hug Song Qian.

There's no need to go back to the mansion; we can just take care of things at Tianxiang Tower.

call out!

Just then, a cold arrow pierced through the layers of rain and struck Qin Yu's arm with precision.

The arrow was very powerful, and with a loud thud, it pierced into the mahogany pillar at the entrance of Tianxiang Tower!

Qin Yu was sent flying backward by the arrow, his back slamming against the mahogany pillar, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The sudden turn of events startled the onlookers, who retreated hastily, uttering screams of surprise.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Protect His Highness! Protect His Highness!"

Despite their shock, the guards did not forget their duty. They drew their swords and shielded Qin Yu with their bodies, keeping a vigilant watch of their surroundings.

To dare attack a prince is incredibly audacious!

"Who, who shot that arrow!"

"Look, there it is!"

Someone screamed in panic.

Rumbling--

Immediately, as if an earthquake had occurred on the long street, the tiles on the shops on both sides of the street fell off and shattered into pieces.

Qin Yu was still nailed to the pillar, screaming in pain as his eyes widened and he glared at the end of the long street.

"How dare you shoot at this prince!"

"Go, go! Kill them, kill them!"

None of the guards protecting him dared to step forward, because as they got closer, they recognized who it was.

As Song Qian descended the steps, she turned her head and looked at the man riding on horseback getting closer and closer through the rain. Her eyes welled up with tears.

thump!

She knelt in the rain and screamed:

"I beg Your Highness to do me justice!"

After shouting, she kowtowed heavily to the ground, and everyone who saw it felt pain.

The rain poured down, growing heavier and heavier, the raindrops splashing onto the ground like beads.

Tread!

Qin Li dismounted, reached out to help Song Qian up, and then stared intently at the crowd on the steps and under the eaves.

The guests were so frightened that they all retreated and crowded into Tianxiang Tower.

Finally, with a "bang," the door slammed shut.

Even the windows on the second floor were all closed!

Qin Li turned his head and glanced again. Pedestrians who were sheltering from the rain under the eaves of shops on both sides of the street were ignoring the torrential rain and rushing into the rain, covering their heads with their hands and running away as fast as they could.

They knew that anyone who stayed to watch the spectacle was doomed.

"Quick, run! It's the First Prince!"

Qin Yu's guards were terrified, their voices trembling, and they scattered in panic.

In the rain, Zhou Biao, still riding on horseback and wearing a raincoat, didn't say anything, but coldly raised his arm and waved it forward.

Two squads of cavalry immediately rushed out from behind him and slaughtered Qin Yu's fleeing guards.

How can a two-legged creature outrun a four-legged one?

Soon, the guards were caught up with, either slashed down from behind or impaled by spears, dying with their eyes wide open.

Their journey to the capital was a joyous occasion, as they had traveled as fast as they could.

Who knew that they would encounter such a terrible thing as soon as they entered the capital? Killing them like this is too lenient on them.

Seeing his guards die tragically one after another, and Qin Yu, who was nailed to a pillar, stared wide-eyed in utter terror.

Especially when he saw Qin Li walking up the steps and closing in on him, Qin Yu was terrified and turned pale.

"You, you stay away!"

"I...I'm telling you, I...I'm not afraid of you!"

"Oh, really!"

Qin Li sneered as he slowly drew his long sword from his waist. The crisp sound of the sword being drawn startled Qin Yu so much that he wet his pants, a string of pungent water droplets dripping onto the ground.

Qin Li waved his hand dismissively, but still came to Qin Yu's side.

Qin Yu looked up at the arrow pinning his arm, unable to break free no matter what he did, and cold sweat poured down his forehead from the pain.

"Third brother, you don't know, Song Qian is mine!"

Snapped!

A long sword was pressed against Qin Yu's shoulder. Qin Yu's teeth were chattering as he looked at Qin Li in fear. "B-Big Brother, spare me! I...I didn't know!"

"nonsense!"

Soaked to the bone, Song Qian came to the eaves, wishing she could kill Qin Yu with her own hands, and said, word by word:

"Upon arriving today, I immediately introduced myself: I am here to transport grain for the First Prince!"

"But you say, who is the First Prince? You don't even know him, and you even call him a piece of trash, saying he died at the border long ago."

Click!

Qin Li coldly raised his knife.

Qin Yu's half-arm was gone. Qin Yu screamed in pain and collapsed to the ground against the pillar.

Wiping the blood off his longsword, Qin Li's expression remained unchanged. "Third brother, you truly are my good third brother."

"We're practically brothers, yet you say you don't recognize me, you curse me, and you even wish I'd die on the border!"

Clutching his bleeding severed arm, Qin Yu's face turned deathly pale at a visible speed.

If they do not receive timely treatment, they will soon die from excessive blood loss!

"Spare me! Spare me!"

"Big brother, I... I was wrong..."

……

Inside the main hall of the imperial palace.

Emperor Xuan was pointing at a map of the border with several of his trusted ministers.

Their information was still stuck on the battle of Qingling Pass; they didn't even know whether they won or lost.

As for what happened in the following months, they knew nothing at all.

This was Qin Li's deliberate act, a deliberate attempt to conceal news from the border.

As for the scouts sent from the capital, Qin Li ordered them all to be detained.

To this day, they have not reached a conclusion.

What's the situation at the border? Did Qin Li win, or did the Northern Barbarians win?

Just then, Consort Hui rushed in, weeping, despite the guards outside the palace trying to stop her.

As soon as she entered, she cried and shouted, "Waaah~ Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you must do justice for Yu'er..."

Upon seeing that it was Consort Hui, Emperor Xuan, who had been looking worried, immediately became happy.

Of all the concubines in the palace, his favorite was Consort Hui. Consort Hui was not only beautiful but also knew how to be considerate and caring.

If it weren't for the opposition from the eldest prince, Qin Li, he would have already made Consort Hui empress.

"My dear concubine, what's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Seeing the tears on Consort Hui's face, Emperor Xuan felt extremely distressed. If it weren't for the presence of his ministers, he would have rushed forward to help Consort Hui up.

"Your Majesty, the First Prince has returned, and he intends to kill Yu'er in the street!"

"You must send someone to stop them immediately, or you'll really never see Yu'er again..."

"What?!"

Emperor Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he could no longer remain seated, rising from his dragon throne.

The ministers all looked at Consort Hui, their faces filled with disbelief...