Yu Tingyin seemed to have no choice, so he stepped forward, poured a glass of wine, drank it, and said, "I will use this glass of wine as my princess's apology to the general. Harmony will bring wealth. Why don't you give up your position?"
"I won't let you. Besides, you, a little princess, don't have much face in front of this general. Get out of here."
Fang Yinchuan was so arrogant that he knocked the cup out of Yu Tingyin's hand.
Yue Zhiting frowned, her eyes becoming more and more gloomy.
"Princess, your hands are red."
The maid said in surprise.
"Your Majesty, it seems we can't sit here and have a drink today." Yu Tingyin looked at his injured hand and his voice became colder, "It's a pity that I was in a good mood today, but something like this happened. I suddenly felt bad."
Yue Zhiting raised her brows and curved her mouth in a strange arc: "Of course, a good mood cannot be ruined by irrelevant people. What should I do to keep the princess in a good mood?"
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Yu Tingyin carelessly rubbed the red mark on her wrist coldly: "Since I was a child, my princess has never been sarcastic by others. Not only did I suffer today, my hand was also injured, so I have to repay it a thousand times. "
"Haha, I will repay you a thousand times. You are a princess in name only, and your father, an earl, is in name only. You really think you are nothing."
Fang Yinchuan put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, arrogantly and arrogantly, "It seems that your father is no longer an official in the court, and your family actually doesn't even know the status of this general and that he is a celebrity in front of His Majesty, and you actually want to ask me for help." The general will pay you back a thousandfold, so you can dream."
As he spoke, he spit on the ground.
"Bold, how can you insult the prince and the princess?"
Xia Yu reprimanded and stepped forward to teach Fang Chuanhai a lesson.
Fang Chuanhai stepped back warily and immediately made a gesture.
However, Xia Yu only took two steps forward when he was stopped by Yue Zhiting.
He said slowly: "This thing has made the princess unhappy, so naturally it is up to me to personally take revenge on the princess."
Xia Yu understood and immediately retreated. When Fang Chuanhai heard this, he became nervous and his eyes were aggressive: "King Yinshan, what do you mean? Do you really intend to go against this general?"
"You? You are not worthy to be compared with this king."
King Yinshan relaxed the muscles of his neck. When he took a look, he was full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with the horror of countless ruthlessness and sycophants.
He attacked the opponent. Naturally, Fang Chuanhai didn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people, so he immediately took the attack.
But after only half a round, Fang Yinchuan was clearly at a disadvantage. Not to mention attacking, even defense was struggling.
Yue Zhiting's martial arts skills were higher than anyone thought.
"ah--"
Fang Chuanhai screamed in pain and was kicked out. His whole body fell heavily on the table where he had put Cai to eat.
And whether it was because Yue Zhiting's legs were too strong or because the table was of poor quality, the table instantly fell apart and was scrapped, with both the person and the table smashed to the ground.
"puff……"
Fang Chuan vomited blood and almost fainted.
He stared weakly at the man in front of him who looked like he was lording over the world: "You, how dare you seriously injure the imperial official... I am a popular person in front of Your Majesty and a relative of the Queen. Your Majesty and the Queen will not let you go..."
Yue Zhiting sneered, looked down upon, and didn't pay attention to the opponent's harsh words when he was about to die.
On the other side, Xiang Lian, who sensed that something was going on, whispered to her master: "Miss, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go get the roast duck and go back home. We didn't bring a few boys to protect us when we went out today."
Meng Zhuoer was not one to join in the fun, so he nodded and wanted to leave.
The master and servant turned down the stairs, intending to leave quietly, but at this time they heard another commotion over there.
Yu Tingyin stepped forward, probably because Fang Chuanhai's behavior just now angered her. She said coldly, expressionless, "My lord, please, he hurt me, how do you plan to punish him."
"Since he injured the princess's hand without hesitation, how about taking off his hand and giving it to the princess soon?"
The man smiled evilly, and even though he was talking about such a bloody thing, he said it calmly, as if he was talking about today's weather.
Meng Zhuoer, who had just stepped down the stairs, suddenly paused when he heard this, and looked at the two people with their backs to her in disbelief.
Cut off someone's arm?
Are they crazy? This is the popular man in front of the emperor, the man who has just put down the war.
This era is really crazy.
Meng Zhuoer didn't want to carry more for a second and quickened her pace.
"No, don't cut off my hand, don't..."
At this moment, Fang Chuanhai finally panicked. He still had no trace of arrogance, so he stumbled up and started to run.
But how could Yue Zhiting let him leave like this.
He is a person who always speaks and does things exactly as he says, regardless of the consequences.
Yue Zhiting rushed forward at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and came down with the force of thunder. At lightning speed, he grabbed Fang Chuanhai's arm and swung his knife down.
"ah--"
Fang Chuanhai kept screaming in pain and bleeding. He almost fainted from the pain, curled up on the ground and shivered.
I saw the severed arm being thrown out by Yue Zhiting, with residual blood splashing everywhere.
Meng Zhuoer had just passed the lobby. She was walking close to the wall, but she was almost hit by the stump of her pale arm.
The remaining arm fell directly in front of her, impartially.
"Ahhhh——"
Karen screamed repeatedly and sat down on the ground, but she shrank back and was so frightened that she could only breathe out.
Meng Zhuoer's face turned pale and she froze there. The skirt under her feet was covered with blood stains.
I saw that the arm fell to the ground and still had some neurological reaction, and it even moved.
Everyone was frightened by this scene, not only Karen's screams were heard around them.
The man didn't take it seriously, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a familiar girl in the corner, paused briefly and frowned.
Why is she here?
Yue Zhiting looked at the arm on the ground again, her dark eyes were obscure and unpredictable.
She seemed to be frightened, but she didn't seem to be. When everyone else was frightened by the arm and couldn't stand, she just calmly helped the maid up on the ground.
"Miss, the arm is a human arm."
Karen's whole body went limp and she couldn't stop crying. She was so frightened that she couldn't stand even if she was helped up.
"I know it's not a good time to stay here for a long time. Let's go back home first."
Meng Zhuoer had no expression on her face. Even though she became the target of public criticism due to the sudden flying broken arm, she only lightly brushed it off.
Xianglian was so frightened that she burst into tears. Meng Zhuoer had no choice but to hold her up with one hand and pick up the roast duck with the other hand before leaving.
The figure disappeared at the door under everyone's gaze.
No crying or screaming, just left.
Everyone felt strange, who was this girl, how could she remain indifferent to such a bloody thing.
"Why does this look like the eldest lady of the Meng family?"
Suddenly someone in the crowd said something.
Everyone started discussing enthusiastically.
Yu Tingyin looked at the man who was stunned in place, as if he had discovered something strange, and raised his eyebrows: "Does the prince know this girl?"
Yue Zhiting calmly withdrew his gaze and said as if nothing had happened, "I don't know him."
Yeah?
Obviously, Yu Tingyin didn't believe it, but she didn't ask further questions because she knew Yue Zhiting's temperament too well. Even if she came to ask, he would definitely not tell.
She glanced at Fang Chuanhai, who fainted whether due to excessive blood loss or too much pain.
"Everywhere in this Xincheng restaurant smells of blood right now, and I have no appetite. My lord, why don't we make an appointment next time."
Yu Tingyin saluted him slightly and then left first.
Yue Zhiting didn't stay in the restaurant for long, but when she left, she couldn't help but take another look at the direction the girl was leaving.
In the private room on the second floor, a man also slowly walked out. He looked at the place where Meng Zhuoer was standing just now with great interest and nodded.
"It's you again, Meng Zhuo'er." Yue Senli murmured to himself, humming with a smile, "It's interesting."
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