The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Chapter 144 I'll just freeze you to death, you heartless little bastard!!



Chapter 144 I'll just freeze you to death, you heartless little bastard!!

The entire alley fell silent as these words were spoken.

Jiang Yanchuan's dark eyes stared at "Zhong Chengwang, the eldest son of the Zhong family in Qingzhu Lane, Jiangyuan County" for a long while, and suddenly began to dismantle the twelve-tassel crown on his head.

His movements were dignified and graceful, but the aura he exuded was terrifyingly cold.

Even though he knew that this was just a play performed by that man and the little guy, that man's original purpose was to use the little guy as a hostage to threaten him.

It is only because of the little guy's uniqueness that the scene has become as harmonious as it is today.

Eunuch Changshun's heart was beating in his throat and his eyes kept looking at the little guy.

My heart kept screaming crazily——

Just kidding!

Your Highness, please comfort me!

Your Majesty is really angry!

The two people who were confronting Jiang Yanchuan were also very nervous.

Jiang Yingcheng's voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she made the final confirmation with Uncle Zhong, whom she had just met, at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"See that green pointed pavilion in front of us? Let's run over there later~"

Zhong Chengwang responded briefly: "Yeah."

"You can't hit the face, the neck, the arms, anywhere. You can only sweep the sleeves, okay?"

"……Um."

"The knife is unopened, right?"

"..." Zhong Chengwang said in a hoarse voice, "But what your father holds is not..."

Jiang Yanchuan on the opposite side had already taken a long sword from the leader of the guards. With a casual swing of his hand, the sharp sound of breaking through the air was like a sudden cold wind, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

Zhong Chengwang's eyes trembled: "He is a royal guard, and he carries such a good sword?"

Is this reasonable?

Did he really not accept bribes?!

Jiang Yingcheng carefully identified it for a moment, and said innocently: "Oh, Uncle Jia's family is very rich, that knife seems to be on the list of the top ten famous blades!"

Zhong Chengwang: “…”

Jiang Yingcheng thought about it, and with difficulty poked his head out from Uncle Zhong's arms, and carefully told the prince brother behind them: "Stand a little further back, be careful not to get splashed with blood~"

Jiang Tinghuai: "..."

Zhong Chengwang: “…………”

Are you polite? ! !

As they were talking, Jiang Yanchuan was already walking towards them with slow steps.

"Put Yingcheng down," Jiang Yanchuan looked at Zhong Chengwang as if he was looking at a dead man, "I will fight you."

Zhong Chengwang swallowed his saliva and asked the little girl in his arms: "Are you ready?"

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly grabbed the arm around her waist in response.

Zhong Chengwang pulled out the knife from his back.

It is impossible to let go, not even in this lifetime.

He carried the blood feud of his parents and sister on his shoulders. Every step he took was a bottomless abyss. Countless times in the middle of the night, all he could see before his eyes were their weeping eyes.

He must avenge this!

But now those murderers have fled with his father's property, so he can only think of this method, using the power of the royal family to drag everyone down to hell!

All the emotions in Zhong Chengwang's eyes faded away, leaving only deep hatred.

He drew the sword with one hand and made a sword flower, then he pushed the ground with his toes and rushed forward!

Jiang Yanchuan stood where he was, his eyes fixed on the little girl in Zhong Chengwang's arms, and he kept calculating in his mind what angle he should use so that the sword energy wouldn't be able to reach her at all.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. A cold light flashed in Jiang Yanchuan's eyes. He swung the long sword in his hand backhand, slashing diagonally from the lower right to the upper left!

"bass"!

Jiang Yanchuan's wrist suddenly sank, and his eyes became chillingly cold in an instant -

Zhong Chengwang did not take his attack. Instead, he jumped from the opposite side of him, used his toes to gain leverage on the back of the knife, and jumped up the high wall beside him with extremely flexibly.

Then he ran towards the palace gate with a clear goal.

Jiang Tinghuai looked at the cold murderous intent that he had never seen on his father's face before, and almost knelt down before the little ancestor who had given this bad idea.

The father wanted to hide the fact that he could hear the little guy's thoughts and would not directly settle accounts with him later, but they are different!

They know each other well and can hear what the little one is thinking!!

He could already foresee the tragic fate of being used as a punching bag by his father!

Jiang Yanchuan didn't even pause for a moment, and immediately chased after him with a knife in hand.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Yanchuan jumped onto the high wall, the shrill voice of Eunuch Changshun rang out: "What are you standing there for? Chase him!!"

If they really let that man kidnap the little princess out of the palace today, none of them will have a good ending! !

The wind in the twelfth lunar month was bitingly cold, but Jiang Yingcheng didn't feel the slightest bit of chill.

Zhong Chengwang put the knife into the scabbard behind him and covered the little guy's face tightly with one hand, leaving only a pair of big round eyes to help him point the direction.

"Left, left. Run out of that small courtyard and head south. There's a whole row of dense forests behind you. You can confuse yourself a little bit. But why did you run just now, uncle?"

Zhong Chengwang almost sprained his waist because of this sudden turn.

"if not?"

His scalp went numb when he thought of what had just happened. He ignored the tension of his escape and immediately shouted angrily -

"Your father is holding one of the Ten Great Swords! Do you know what the Ten Great Swords mean? Even if it were to drop from the top of my head, it would be enough to split me in half! What's more, your father obviously used all his strength at that time!"

Jiang Yingcheng also argued: "But, but uncle, you didn't even try hard just now. Are all of you assassins so shameless?"

Zhong Chengwang: “…”

He said nothing, but clasped his fingers tightly around the little guy's face and manually closed the malicious comments.

Zhong Chengwang's kung fu was not the best in the sect, but his lightness skills were superb. Even with such a small ball in his arms, it did not affect his speed at all.

In addition, the little guy showed him the shortest routes, and before long, the pursuers behind him disappeared.

"I'll put you there once we're out of the palace," Zhong Chengwang began to explain the follow-up matters in advance. "Your father will definitely be able to guess which palace gate we're going to leave from. I believe he'll be able to come out to pick you up soon."

There were patrolling soldiers at the palace gate, so he didn't have to worry too much about the little guy's safety for the time being.

"I've also made note of the snacks you requested. I'll personally deliver them to you later."

Jiang Yingcheng, whose microphone was muted, said nothing. He just stretched out a small fleshy hand and made a pinky gesture in front of him.

Zhong Chengwang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.

When he first met her, he envied the little guy for having a good background and being born superior to everyone else;

And now, he envied the young emperor for being so lucky to have such a little girl who could make people feel warm just by being close to her.

He raised his hand and hooked his little finger with the little guy's: "Say it--" Okay.

"Ah——" Jiang Yingcheng shuddered in the cold wind, "I won't pull it anymore, uncle, please put it back!"

Zhong Chengwang: “…”

Freeze to death you little heartless bastard!!

After arriving near the palace gate, Zhong Chengwang no longer needed the little guy to plan the route for him.

He flashed out during the gap between the officers and soldiers' shift change according to the homework he had done when he came here, and before anyone could react, he had already run far away.

The officers and soldiers behind him belatedly realized and chased after him, but he didn't care at all.

The kung fu of this group of people is not as good as those around Emperor Mingze, so he is confident that he can escape safely.

Just as he was about to put the little guy in his arms down, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura approaching him.

"Excuse me," the visitor said in a gentle voice, but it made the hairs on his body stand up, "Excuse me, is the one in your arms the eleventh princess of the palace?"


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