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"I don't know him." Xiao Yu's eyes twitched, he obviously felt that his mouth wasn't right.

Mu Xiaoling knew that Tang Wulin didn't want to say it out loud so she didn't force him. "Let's go to Princess Qianyang's place first." If these people had come for the wedding procession, there was no reason for them to let Princess Qian Yang off.

The two of them quickly rushed to the room where Princess Qian Yang was staying. However, just as they were halfway there, they heard the sound of clashing weapons.

When he looked again, he saw that Meng Yifan was fighting with two people who were dressed as servants. However, these two people were much more powerful than those scarecrows. In Meng Yifan's arms was Princess Qianyang.

Princess Qian Yang was continuously blocking Meng Yifan, blocking his retreat path. Fortunately, she was not able to injure his vital points.

If these two hadn't caught Princess Qian Yang and cut them down, Meng Yifan would have suspected that they were in the same boat.

When Mu Xiaoling saw this, she wanted to help. Xiao Yu never cared about this sort of thing. Or perhaps, even if the entire lower realms were destroyed, he wouldn't bat an eye. It had nothing to do with him.

But now it was an exception. Before she even went up, she saw Xiao Yu's figure flash and turn into a shadow, following that, the two servants flew up to the ground and coughed out large mouthfuls of blood.

Xiao Yu raised his foot and stepped on that person's chest, "What's Mo Mei Xuan's relationship with you two?"

That person glanced at Xiao Yu in surprise, then bit the poison sac in his mouth and died.

Mu Xiaoling heard it clearly, but who was that name …

Meng Yifan let out a breath of relief, but was immediately slapped in the face by Princess Qian Yang. He immediately covered his face and pushed her away, "What are you doing?!"

He pointed at Meng Yifan's nose and scolded him, "How dare you take advantage of me. When I return, I will chop your head off!"

Meng Yifan's mouth was quite poisonous before he came to the capital. Now that he was mentioned like this, coupled with the fact that he had been dragged down just now, he was immediately furious. He smirked and said, "I have never seen such an unreasonable woman like you."

This was like a poke at Qian Yang's leg. He immediately became angry: "What did you say!"

Meng Yifan sneered and turned around to leave. He didn't have the time to chat with this person, he still had a bunch of aftermath to deal with.

Qian Yang looked at Xiao Yu with a wronged expression as he stomped his feet, "Brother Xiao, he bullied me!"

When Xiao Yu attacked earlier, Qian Yang had assumed that Xiao Yu was here to save her. He couldn't help but feel complacent and start acting coquettishly towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu didn't even give him a second glance as he directly walked to Mu Xiaoling's side and said softly, "Let's go as well."

Mu Xiaoling nodded.

Qian Yang stared at this scene in disbelief. What was going on? Why did big brother Xiao save her and then went back to find that vixen?

She subconsciously stood in front of the two of them, her voice piercing through the air, "Big brother Xiao Yu!"

Xiao Yu sighed lightly and said to Mu Xiaoling, "I want to kill her."

Mu Xiaoling couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth. "Endure it. With her dead, it will be more troublesome for us."

"So it's like that …" "Fine." Xiao Yu flung his sleeves and a strange wind suddenly blew, causing Qian Yang's entire person to be blown into the air. He then smashed Qian Yang onto the ground. Although he didn't die, he still caused her to suffer heavy injuries.

For the rest of the journey, Qianyang was forced to recuperate in the carriage, and didn't come out to do anything else. Meng Yifan temporarily grabbed two of the palace maids to serve Qianyang, and along the way, he didn't make any trouble, nor did any assassins launch another sneak attack.

This was only a relatively desolate small city. There was no inn, only a small inn.

The weather wasn't too good today. Dark clouds covered the sky and heavy rain could fall at any time. There was no choice for lodging today, only the inn with no name.

Mu Xiaoling walked into the inn and a musty smell immediately wafted into his nose.

Yan Xia was a country with very little business, so it was extremely poor near the border. It was already a miracle that this inn could be maintained to this day.

The inn was owned by a family. They did not hire any workers and rarely received such a large business.

Meng Yifan waved his hand and two silver ingots were thrown on the table, directly covering the entire inn.

The boss was not too old, around thirty years old. He was wearing a grey shirt with pudding on it. He had a round face and unibrow, and a pair of triangular eyes. There was a long, slanted scar on his left cheek.

Mu Xiaoling couldn't help but stare at the shop owner's face as her killing intent slightly increased.

As soon as the shop owner saw the silver ingots on the table, each of them was worth at least 20 silver taels. His eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he slid them behind the counter, smiling, "Guests, please come in!" He then shouted towards the inner hall, "Soo Niang, Soo Niang, quickly come out and pour some tea for all the guests!"

As soon as the boss's voice fell, a slim young woman walked out from the house, moving three steps at a time, but the eyes of some people were glued to her waist. The woman's appearance was also good, she was obviously pretty, yet there was a hint of charm mixed in her features.

Meng Yifan was still young, after all, so he couldn't help but blush a little. He scratched his face awkwardly and said, "That's fine, that's fine. Sister-in-law, I'll trouble you to prepare some food for us. We're all hungry."

"Customer, please wait a moment. I will go and prepare." The Lady Boss was lucky again, so she went to the kitchen.

Meng Yifan then turned around and nodded to the four soldiers who brought in a stretcher. Princess Qian Yang was wearing a red wedding dress as she was carried upstairs on a stretcher.

"This is …" The boss looked on in surprise. The bride on the stretcher subconsciously said two words, then she realized something was wrong and ran into the kitchen with her hands covering her mouth.

Meng Yifan didn't seem to care. He waved his hand to allow them to carry him upstairs.

The room that Princess Qian Yang was in was naturally the best room in the entire inn and was a small room. Qian Yang's eyes were wide open as he watched himself being carried onto the bed by the palace maids like a dead pig.

She had been doted upon by the Emperor since she was young, and she had never been treated like this before. But now, besides being angry, she also felt a strong sense of fear, Meng Yifan was completely out of her mind, if he really just carried her to China like that, it would not be impossible, and right now, she wasn't even someone close to the palace maids, so what should she do …

She was scared, really scared, but who could save her?