Chapter 43: Their own troubles

Style: Girl Author: Mu WeiWords: 2366Update Time: 24/01/12 02:35:38
When the third prince heard this, he was stunned again.

But after blinking——

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The third prince suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, striding towards Danyang. At the same time, he neatly drew out the short arrow from his waist with his left hand, raised his hand, nocked the bow, and filled the string.

In an instant, the tip of the arrow, flashing with cold light and ready to go, was only half a palm away from the tip of Danyang's nose.

The third prince sneered with interest, traced the outline of Danyang's facial features with the tip of his arrow, and squinted his eyes:

"Ha, Danyang. Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to this prince like this?"

Danyang's eyes briefly glanced at the tip of the arrow, then looked back at the third prince's eyes.

"No matter who I am, if you dare to show off your weapons in the East Palace and shoot arrows blatantly..."

When she said this, she tilted her head and smiled brightly.

"I can guarantee that you will not get the seat you most want to sit in."

After finishing speaking, the smile on the third prince's face had completely disappeared, replaced by a look full of contempt and disgust, as well as eyes widened with rage.

"It's just with the help of the Duke of Zhenguo that you, mother and daughter, have gained a little more respect from the emperor. Do you really think you can beat this prince? You deserve it! You, a dilettante with only a hint of royal blood, should never enter the palace." Come and beg for mercy."

Speaking of the point of rise, the third prince suddenly closed the distance with Danyang again.

Almost at the same level as the tip of the arrow, he stared at Danyang excitedly and laughed softly:

"Even if you try your best to please, that person may not be able to get what you want in the future, let alone protect you and the princess's house. Also, what if your father gives you a national surname? If you can give it, you can abolish it. How about you in the future? Think about how to please me?"

Although Xiao Yan didn't want to see Danyang, it was undeniable that Danyang was the most interesting among the royal family members. And the endless ways he comes up with to amuse and kill boredom are amazing.

There was only one thing that made him gnash his teeth with hatred, that is, Danyang would never take the initiative to invite him to play with him!

Because of this, the third prince's feelings towards Danyang have been extremely complicated since he was a child. That is, disgust, hatred, but also involuntarily attracted to her. What's more, he would occasionally try to please her unconsciously.

This also made the third prince hate Danyang even more when he noticed it as he grew older.

The moment Xiao Yan approached, Danyang couldn't help but frown. After hearing everything he said clearly, he raised his hand without hesitation and took out his palm.

Snapped! ——

The extremely clear slap sound instantly echoed in the quiet forest with few people.

Because the distance was too close, Xiao Yan didn't expect that Danyang would dare to take action in such a situation.

Therefore, this slap is very solid.

Xiao Yan's whole body was staggered by the whipping, and in less than two breaths, the fiery red five-finger mountain had appeared on his face.

Zizhu, who was already so nervous that his whole body was stiff, was unable to move as Danyang held down his arms. At this moment, his vision went dark, and he almost passed away without taking a breath. His hands and feet became weak, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant.

Everyone else around him was also knocked out of his wits by this palm. He stood there dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Among them, the third prince, Xiao Yan, quickly imitated other servants of the East Palace after regaining consciousness, lowering their eyes like quails, wishing they could bury their heads in the soil.

As for the third prince Xiao Yan himself, he only felt that after a gust of wind passed by, Danyang suddenly disappeared from his sight. His ears were still ringing, and his face was feeling hot.

After reacting for a while, he finally realized that he had been slapped in the face? !

"you!"

Xiao Yan came to his senses and turned around suddenly.

In his rage, he forgot that he was still holding a short crossbow and stretched out his free right hand, trying to grab Danyang by the collar and carry him back to him.

Unexpectedly, Danyang was already on guard and dodged nimbly.

After his all-out pounce failed, he stabilized his almost fallen body while turning his head and staring at Danyang with red eyes.

"You really don't want to live anymore!"

At the moment of tension, someone came hurriedly from the forest again.

"Third brother, Danyang, you can make it easy for me to find him!"

The handsome young man has a smile as bright as a flower. Under the soft sunlight, the hem of his lake blue clothes unfurls like waves with his movements, as fresh and pleasant as the spring breeze blowing in his face.

The third prince Xiao Yan was very unhappy about being interrupted. He didn't even turn his head and just gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Old Seventh, go away and stay here! Don't let this crazy girl know how to be afraid and cry for mercy today..."

The Seventh Prince Xiao Ni's eyes fell on the five finger prints, and he immediately looked away after being obviously startled. Without waiting for the other party to finish swearing, he quickly said:

"Master Feng just sent someone to Duanmu Palace to look for Third Brother. I think he should be looking for him personally from Wenhua Palace soon."

Before he could even finish his words, Xiao Yan turned around and glared at the seventh prince.

"You can do it, Lao Qi. Do you want to provide cover for this crazy girl and lure the tiger away from the mountain?!"

The seventh prince was instantly startled and shrank away from Xiao Yan's gaze while explaining hastily:

"Third brother, please don't misunderstand me. I'm really just here for you! Master Feng heard that third brother won the reward from the emperor, and he was excited to see it. I just wanted to come to you to convey a message, and then, By the way, I’m asking for some luck from Third Brother.”

At the end of the sentence, Xiao Ni's voice was as low as a whisper, and her face turned red with embarrassment. Looking at it like that, I don't know if it's fear or shame. It really says "I want to find a crack in the ground" written all over my face.

Xiao Yan had long been accustomed to this. After sneering disdainfully, he casually took off the jewelry from his waist and threw it on Xiao Ni's chest.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the short crossbow in his hand, which was shining with cold light.

Compared to being brought into the presence of Emperor Xuande by Danyang, or even being slapped by this crazy girl, Xiao Yan didn't want to see his grandpa and Master Feng bumping into him and causing trouble.

When he thought of this, Xiao Yan's impulse immediately disappeared, and his rationality quickly returned.

"Tsk, Lao Qi, you have quick legs and feet. Go and hold my grandpa down immediately! Just say that I will go to Guanglu Pavilion to appreciate famous calligraphy and paintings, and then return to the Grand Master's Mansion in the afternoon."

As if he was giving a frightening order, Xiao Yan casually ordered the seventh prince, and threw the short crossbow into the arms of the attendant behind him. At the same time, the other hand took out the brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, covered half of his hot cheeks, raised his legs and walked away.

However, Xiao Yan's anger obviously did not disappear. As he walked, he didn't forget to turn his head and stare coldly at Danyang.

Without waiting for the third prince and his entourage to completely disappear on the tree-lined road, the seventh prince Xiao Ni had already said goodbye to Danyang with a wry smile. Then, without waiting for Danyang's response, he flew back along the same route, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yan would think that he and Danyang were the same person. Guys.

Danyang was naturally not afraid of Xiao Yan's glare. His gaze stopped for a moment on the seventh prince who disappeared in the blink of an eye like a rabbit, and then turned back to Xiao Yan who left angrily.

Ha, as expected, Xiao Yan knew something.

In this murder case, his display of skills was naturally intentional. I just don’t know where his news came from? And what is the purpose of the person who gave him the news? Could he be the same group as the one who framed Prince Anyang?

There are too many unknowns right now, so be careful not to jump to conclusions.

After alerting herself in this way, Danyang noticed that Zizhu was whispering beside her.

"...Master? Are you okay? I have sent someone to ask for the imperial doctor. Please wake up..."

When Danyang heard this cry, he knew that Zizhu must be overthinking it again without even guessing.

But before she could open her mouth to comfort her, the voice of a man with a gentle smile could be heard coming from the forest.

"Hey, you girl, you came to the East Palace to find me, why did you just enjoy the scenery in the forest? Didn't you know that you sent someone to inform me, did you deliberately want me to wait at the door?"