轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！"What are you doing" Qiao'er immediately rushed over.
Lan Yu also hurried to follow behind her, staring at the several coachmen who were busy working.
"Our young mistress is not feeling well and requires a more comfortable carriage, and yours..."
Ruo'er looked at Qiao'er and coldly snorted, "It's a bit dirty, but sitting down seems to work."
"What do you mean" Qiao'er was so angry that her face turned green when she saw the driver throwing the princess's cushion on the ground.
"Don't touch the princess's things, you! I told you to stop!"
The coachman looked back at Rou'er, somewhat hesitatingly.
After all, this belongs to the Ninth Princess. It seems inappropriate for Miss Rou'er to have them do this.
But, Girl Ruo'er said it was Young Master's orders, this... Young Master's words, one couldn't disobey.
"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop Put the princess's things down." Qiao'er rushed over.
Unexpectedly, Rou'er rushed over and bumped into her forcefully.
"Ah..."
The unsuspecting Qiao'er was knocked out. If it hadn't been for Lan Yu's quick reflexes and a helping hand, she would have definitely fallen heavily to the ground.
To my surprise, the gentle Liu'er, who was usually so kind, actually took several steps back. She immediately put on a sorrowful expression and cried out: "What are you doing You hit me! Guards, come here! This palace maid has assaulted me, bring her to justice!"
Upon Rou'er's command, over ten guards immediately surged forward from behind her. They were all members of Chu Weiyun's entourage.
Qiao'er was frightened and hurriedly hid behind Lan Yu.
Lanh Yu has been getting both new and old wounds lately, she's injured everywhere.
Besides being kicked by the young master last night, I'm still reeling from it. When I tried to use my inner qi, my face immediately turned pale and I almost coughed up blood.
"Lan Yu, how are you" Seeing Lan Yu's tall figure tremble slightly, Qiao'er became even more panicked.
There are no people of their own in this army!
But Chu Weiyun, when she arrived, brought with her over a hundred guards. They were all bestowed upon her by the Emperor and listened to her every command!
"Come here, these two were disrespectful to the county princess, give them a beating!" With a single command from Rou'er, over ten guards immediately surrounded Lan Yu and Qiao'er.
Qiao'er was so scared that her face turned pale. Lan Yu, with a flash of movement, drew his sword from his waist: "Come on! I'll see who dares to lay a hand on me!"
"Just you wait, I'll see who dares to disobey the County Lord!"
Having followed Chu Weiyun for so many years, Rou'er had never been afraid of the people around the Ninth Princess!
They are all guards bestowed upon the county lord by the Emperor. Who would dare not listen to the county lord
More than ten people, drawing their long swords in unison, were about to charge at Lan Yu.
Lan Yu was about to gather his qi, but unexpectedly, as he moved it, this time, he actually spat out blood.
"Lan Yu, be careful!" Qiao'er cried out in alarm.
Lan Yu pressed down, enduring the churning blood qi, about to counterattack.
Just then, a slightly hoarse voice came softly: "I'd like to see who dares touch my people."
When words fall behind, deeds take the lead! In a flash of silver light before our eyes...
"Ah…" The swordsman who had just charged towards Lan Yu's guard with his sword cried out in pain, clutching his wrist and taking several steps back.
The sword that was originally held in hand clattered to the ground.
At the sight of this, everyone's face changed instantly.
Only seeing him covering his five fingers on his wrist, bright red blood oozing from between the fingers, staining the ground!
His wrist...the tendons were cut!
Then, when people saw his hand again... their faces changed drastically.
It's actually Princess Nine!
The Ninth Princess held a short dagger in her hand, the blade still bearing a trace of blood.
If Ninth Princess doesn't appear, it's fine. But if she does, one of their brothers is finished!
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