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As expected, Hun Yue came to Luo Lingwei's feast uninvited. As for why she came uninvited, it was because she had beaten her way through the gates of the estate.

Luo Lingwei purposely skipped over the matter of pestering the little princess of Kulman Khan, worrying that she might be innocently involved in this conspiracy against who knows who, but I was planning to do it myself.

She had tried everything to avoid Ye Ci's attack, but Ye Ci had somehow managed to get close to her.

The butler could not stop him from rushing to the study with his injuries. When he saw Nightingale writing, he knew that he had lost control of his emotions, but he did not dare delay any longer. He hurriedly reported to Nightingale.

After all, if his highness didn't get hurt by protecting his son, then it wouldn't be a matter of him not being controlled by his emotions.

Ye Lianhe had experienced emotional instability since he was young, something that had happened to the old prince while he was still alive. Therefore, it was common for the elders of the Guangling Prince's Mansion to not be surprised.

"My lord, the little princess of Kulman Khan has come in. After passing through the small pavilion, we will immediately rush to the hall where the ladies hold the banquet. If we cannot stop them, what should we do? "

A banquet was being held in the manor, so it was naturally impossible to send out the guards to watch the fight. The little princess was extremely forceful, and anyone who went over would be whipped. It's really hard to deal with...

Ye Lianhe rubbed his temples as a feeling of helplessness rose up once again from his heart. He tossed the brush in his hand onto the table and stared silently at the drawn up calligraphy that was as thin as iron and as cold as a hook.

More and more out of control.

Others might not know whose handwriting this was, but he knew.

After several breaths of time, Lianhe felt a splitting headache. He forced himself to focus and asked, "Why is she here?"

The butler frowned. Only the heavens knew who the fierce little princess heard and decided that Lady Yi Huan was a contemporary genius who played with whips. She was determined to decide the victor in a single match due to her provocation.

"In reply to Your Highness, the Little Princess said that she wants to stay in the prince's mansion for a few days." "By the way, let's spar with the young lady."

The steward lowered his head and spoke weakly. Bastard A Yue was famed for sparring in martial arts, but in reality, she was trying to bully Yi Huan and force the prince to show his face.

In the west, Kurmankhan was constantly in motion, and from time to time a horseman who had thrown the dam at Gezhouba sent people to harass him.

Miyamiko had always been the main fighting faction, and as the brother of Hun Yue, he hated Yen Lianhe, the man who had kidnapped his sister.

A lot of things have been done about it.

"Exchange pointers?"

Nightingale sucked in a breath of cold air.

Bastard A'Yue was definitely not someone who was easy to deal with. The crazy girl's flowery style was definitely not a match for him. A girl who had grown up on a horse was not something she could resist with a sham handle.

Eight years ago, Lianhe had challenged Kulman Khan. He had singlehandedly picked out ten of the most powerful men under Yinzi's command. He was well aware of the ruthlessness of their moves. Hun Yuanzi's personality was very impetuous. He had invited him to be the proton of Guangling, and he had followed Ye Lianhe around day in and day out, demanding a competition. Ye Lianhe had no choice but to accompany the little princess in battling a few times. Jouzhouba is the Kulman Khan Capital, gathering Kulman Khan's heroes. It was difficult to imagine how complicated the martial arts were.

Even if experts did not detect, they would still fall into his trap.

At night, Lianhe then transferred to the capital, but did not expect Yuezi to stay at the Guanling Inn after repeated defeats.

Ye Lianhe couldn't do anything to her, much less Ye Feihan. He had to turn a blind eye to her absence. After all, a little girl couldn't create any big waves.

This was also one of the reasons why Nightingale, Lianhe, had lived in the capital for so long, rarely returned to Grand Dominance.

The last time Hun Yue had visited the Royal Mansion, the entire mansion had almost been overturned by her.

"Match what?" The banquet today will not be a martial competition, let her go back. "

The housekeeper was still a little apprehensive when he heard the name Hun Yue.

He had never met such a troublesome woman before.

It wasn't easy for Lady Yi Huan to calm down, but unexpectedly, another impetuous person appeared. It would be hard for anyone to survive the confrontation between these two young mistresses.

When Ye Lianhe saw the look of helplessness on the steward's face, he couldn't help but have a headache. Besides, he was worrying about the conspiracy behind the mastermind's back, so he didn't have the heart to deal with the troublesome Yinzi.

"Send a message to find a few people from the Cloud Sky Sect and have them properly entertain Princess A'Yue, for me."

After Ye Lianhe finished his instructions, he hid the words he had just written. He opened the box behind the Bogu shelf and took out a stack of yellowed paper.

The paper was like a draft used by someone, on it were scattered words, not words. The paper was old, and it had been hidden in a box in the dark for many years.

"Call for the wangfei to come over. Tell her that this prince has something to ask of her."

The butler recognized the handwriting of Night Walker's father, the previous owner of the house. When he saw the almost identical handwriting written by Ye Lianhe on the table, he suddenly came to a realization. "Your Highness, are you learning the words of the old prince?"

Nightingale nodded and shook her head. Before he could learn, his good father finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

He was hiding in the dark and silently changing him.

The butler asked, "Is Your Highness not going to take a look at Miss Yi Huan's place?"

Before Miss Yi Huan had even passed through the door, Princess Hua-Yang and the prince had already started quarrelling. If Miss Yi Huan successfully entered the door, the Prince's Mansion would be torn down by these three great gods!

The steward no longer dared to imagine it. He could only bow his head and think about the tit for tat situation where Yi Huan had come here to talk with the usually taciturn wangfei.

"Yi Huan, what is that? As a guest, you are staying in this wangfei's residence. Is this how you treat your master?"

"Calling you 'Royal Concubine' is already a form of respect. Have you ever seen an assassin act respectfully towards an assassin? In short, if I fail in my assassination attempt, I will not be as skilled as you guys, so if you want to kill me, kill me or kill me, just do it! "

"Someone, lock this rampant thing in the woodshed immediately!" I want to see who can save you! "

The two of them argued until the sky went dark. The wangfei was so angry that she smashed porcelain chips all over the room. Yi Huan even pulled out her whip and was about to attack.

Actually understanding, the majority of people in the prince's mansion could not understand why Ye Lianhe was like a man who was forced to lower his head and hold that Yi Huan with an unknown origin on the tip of his heart. It was obvious that the secret guard was unable to investigate where she came from and who she belonged to.

Why did the Prince turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it? They wouldn't believe it if they said they liked it at first sight. With Princess Hua-Huan in front of him, the bold yet unhappy Yihuan was unable to win back many people's hearts.

Ye Lianhe shook his head. He was too calm, as if he was facing a stranger. "No need. She doesn't need me to personally act."

The steward thought that the young, unloving prince had finally realized something and happily called her 'consort'.