You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

Lin Yang clenched the sword in his hand and smiled calmly, "Sorry for disturbing you. I'll say goodbye."

After saying that, he was about to greet the people behind him who were about to leave. Liang Heng watched them getting closer and closer without moving. He raised his eyebrows and when they came to the side, he pulled out the soft sword from his waist in time to stop them. Way to go.

"Master, why are you doing this?" The secret guards behind Lin Yang were also about to move, but they were all stopped by him one by one. He looked at Liang Heng calmly.

Liang Heng glanced at him with cold eyes, "If your target is not me, then it must be my little sister?"

Lin Yang was shocked, but still denied it calmly, "Your Excellency, you misunderstood..."

However, Liang Heng couldn't care less. He waved the soft sword in his hand and attacked people, "I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or not."

Not even the slightest bit of danger.

What's more, the clothes and awkward accents of these people don't look like they are Dachu people.

Lin Yang didn't expect that he actually knew martial arts, and he took action directly. After reacting, he started fighting.

There were five people on the other side. Liang Heng did not lose at all during the fight. Lin Yang was shocked, but he had no time to think. After watching him kill two of his people, he exchanged glances with the remaining two people. He set off a smoke bomb and quickly disappeared.

When the smoke dissipated, Liang Heng's vision became clear. He stretched out his hand and scanned it, and his eyes became solemn.

The soft sword was still dripping with blood, and the corners of his clothes were also stained a little. White snow fell on the young man's shoulders, mixed with some plum petals. The blood flowed in the snow, occupying the white snow on the ground.

Nothing useful was found on the two corpses, so he had to get up and leave quickly.

At that time, Cui Yingying was squatting outside the pastry shop with her little boy in her arms. There were heavy pastries next to her. She pinched her little boy's face in displeasure and muttered, "You said it's true that my second brother is fooling around. Go and leave us two like this, it’s so inhumane.”

"Especially for a beautiful girl like me, what if I meet a ruffian? Right?"

The little cub bit his fingers and smiled babblingly.

After Liang Heng's figure appeared in the crowd, she jumped up with the little boy in her arms. The boy came against the wind and snow, his hands were red from the cold because he had been holding the umbrella. The moment he saw the girl, he immediately squeezed out. Come smile.

"Second brother, what are you doing here? You made us wait for you for so long." Cui Yingying said angrily with a smile on her face.

"I just saw a beautiful girl and couldn't help but follow her for a while. Finally, I remembered that I have a sister like you, so I rushed over." Liang Heng lied without changing his expression.

Cui Yingying stared at him in disbelief, "What a pretty girl, aren't you going to be the consort?"

"Shut up!" Liang Heng's head hurts when he mentions this. After losing the bet with his father, the old guy has been thinking about making him the consort. Princess Xiyun is going back to Yecheng again. Isn't this right? Are you going to follow this cute little sister like yourself out to avoid the limelight?

He carried the person away with an unhappy look on his face, and warned fiercely, "Don't mention Princess Xiyun to me again, or I'll beat you up."

"Why?" Cui Yingying winked and said, "Zhuyu told me that Princess Xiyun has been attracted to you since she was a child. She has been thinking about you all these years!"

"Why? I just don't like her! Then why don't you like the prince?"

The two of them walked further and further away, gradually disappearing into the crowd. After Liang Heng finished speaking, the girl was speechless for a while. After holding it in for a long time, she retorted angrily, "I... I'm still young."

"..." Liang Heng originally wanted to say that she was no longer young, but when he looked back and met these eyes, he held back.

Okay, he is still young.

He rubbed the little girl's head and sighed helplessly: "Then let's wait a few years. Brothers will support you for a few more years."

The situation of Lin Yang and his two men, who narrowly escaped death, was not good. He was injured in the arm. The three of them sat in the abandoned house and stared at each other. The atmosphere was very solemn.

"The news says that among their group, only one named Han Jie knows martial arts, and the others don't." One of the men said weakly.

The information they received couldn't be wrong, unless this person had been hiding everything.

"Especially this person, his reputation in Yecheng is not good, he is notorious..."

Who knew he could be so powerful and even kill two of their brothers and injure Lin Huwei.

Lin Yang looked pale, casually bandaged his injured arm, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that Da Chu is indeed full of talents."

A mere prodigal son has such martial arts skills. No wonder they have always been defeated in battles over the years.

The two subordinates looked at each other and did not dare to say anything. This matter can only be discussed in the long term. Such a martial arts master appeared next to the little princess. It was really impossible to deal with it for a while. If it were not for carrying smoke bombs, this time it would be impossible. There is no escape.

That man clearly wanted to save their lives.

The words are divided into two parts.

Liang Heng and Cui Yingying spent a lot of money and quickly convinced a vendor to accompany them on this trip. They even enthusiastically invited them to rest at home for a few days, thus getting twice the result with half the effort.

Although the merchant is not rich, he still has everything he needs, and servants are also indispensable. A few days ago, his wife returned to her parents' home with her children, and he was the only one left at home. Naturally, he was very happy to have guests.

After chatting with the host for more than an hour, Liang Heng was exhausted. Regarding the fact that he mistook them for husband and wife, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not refute or explain.

After nightfall, in the room arranged by the master's family, Liang Heng and his servants asked for pens, inks, paper and inkstones. While Cui Yingying was sleeping, he wrote down what happened today on the paper, and then slipped out quietly. He quickly found the inn and handed the letter to the envoy before returning.

Although he didn't know who the other party was, he was sure that their target was indeed Yingying. The only thing he could do was let the prince get to the bottom of this matter.

At the same time in Yecheng, Wu Xu looked at the heavy snow in the sky and sighed. The prince had already set off for two or three days. His substitute was really worried every day!

"I don't know if the little princess is hungry, or whether she's cold..." Tang Yang said melancholy beside him.

Wu Xu turned his head and glanced at him, "Shouldn't you be worried about His Highness?"

"Your Highness has great martial arts skills, what is there to worry about?" Tang Yang was puzzled. "The little princess is so weak that she has no power to tie a chicken. That's what we should be worried about the most."

Of course, the most important point is that the little princess is rich and spends generously. She is the God of Wealth!