C17

Ling Shuang saw that the two of them were fighting and felt a headache coming on, but she did not care. She then turned towards the dumbstruck Qian Shan and laughed embarrassedly: "Let's go first, the two of them uh … It'll be a while. "

"Yes sir!" Qian Shan nodded with a smile in her eyes, he turned and looked at Ling Shuang with surprise, as expected, the woman her master had set his eyes on, was interesting. It was a pity that he was already married. He didn't know what her master wanted his to do.

The smell of gunpowder from the two men became stronger and stronger.

"I really don't know what Ling Shuang is thinking, a good piece of Icy Jade Pure Jade Cuisine has been pierced by a pig like you," Hu Li had always had the most venomous mouth in the army camp, and this time he could not really cut Fang Yu down with a single slash.

"Ha ha!" Fang Yu's beautiful white robe with peach markings made him look even more peerless.

With a swoosh, he opened the folding fan and sighed. "What a pity. A certain pig has been looking at this person for six whole years without being able to get even the slightest bit of mercy from him. How pitiful!"

"Fang Yu!" Hu Li was enraged, as this violated his taboo, he suddenly raised his sword to attack, but did not expect the sword's edge to be grabbed by Fang Yu's fingers.

Hu Li was shocked. The sword that had been following him for many years suddenly broke apart in the middle, just like his expression right now.

The one who used his Spirit Qi to break his treasured sword was actually Fang Yu? If that was the case, then there were very few people in the martial arts world who could match him, so it turned out that this bastard was always acting pitifully in front of Ling Shuang?

"You …"

"Shut up! If you don't want to cause trouble for Shuang Er! " Fang Yu's peach blossom eyes suddenly sank. In Hu Li's eyes, that wave of dark ruthlessness was so unfamiliar and yet so real as it tore apart his soul. He had always been fearless, but this was the first time he felt a hint of fear in his heart.

But Hu Li was not like ordinary people, the fear was immediately suppressed by reason. This bastard was right. It would not be easy for him to tear off all decorum in front of the Crown Prince Palace. If there was a chance, he would definitely find Ling Shuang and ask him about it.

"Humph!" Hu Li placed the broken half of the sword back into the sword sheath, and then hid the other half, oppressing his heart to the extreme.

Fang Yu turned around and waved his fan gently. He looked like an elegant and refined young noble, as if the pressure that could engulf everything had nothing to do with him.

Although Hu Li was shocked by Fang Yu's power, he was not at the stage where he lost control of himself. He was a born military family, what kind of life or death had he not seen before?

"Fang Yu, I must take off your mask and let Ling Shuang see your true face," Hu Li said as he clenched his teeth and stared at the receding Fang Yu.

In the end, Ling Shuang was still worried, so she slowed down her footsteps. However, when she saw Fang Yu gracefully walk over, she couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"Hu Li didn't hurt you, right?"

"Thank you for your concern, my wife," the corner of Fang Yu's lips curled up, and in his heart, Ling Shuang still favored him.

The two of them followed Qian Shan to a garden in Crown Prince's Palace, and the fake mountain they met head on landed in the pool.

The pavilion was exceptionally wide, and the surroundings were covered with a transparent plain gauze. This plain muslin was thin like a cicada's wing and was worth thousands of gold coins. Normal people wouldn't be able to use it. Even the inner court of the Imperial Palace was rarely used, unless it was used as an undergarment for the princes.

However, such expensive plain gauze was actually used by Long Chen Yi as a curtain of sand to obscure the light.

In that moment, a strong feeling rose in Ling Shuang's heart, that Crown Prince was not the person who thought about the world as he had said. Being extravagant and obscene was a type of nature, but Long Chen Yi had concealed this nature within his gentle and refined appearance, a facade that would benefit the entire world.

There were already a few people vaguely seated in the pavilion, the pink dressed servant girl lifted the curtain, and Ling Shuang and Fang Yu slowly walked into the pavilion.

The pavilions were covered with rare snow blankets woven from the finest camel cashmere on the northern border. Furthermore, one had to be a lamb of one year old to take out the soft, white, and snowy cashmere.

On the snowy felt, there were several tables carved from green jade, and around them, there was a soft bed with purple sandalwood inlaid with precious stones.

Long Chen Yi, who was seated in the middle, raised his eyes to look at Fang Yu, who was following behind him, and a hint of unhappiness flashed across his face.

However, if there were too many lice, he would not bite them.

Ling Shuang, on the other hand, did not think as much as she did, and slowly took a step forward and bowed towards Long Chen Yi: "Your Highness Crown Prince is doing well!"

"The Miss Ling is here, take a seat," Long Chen Yi called out to her intentionally, causing her to pinch her lips tightly.

Not long after, Hu Li also came over, and after greeting Crown Prince, he sat at the table with Fang Yu and his wife on purpose. Fang Yu turned his body slightly to the side and moved Ling Shuang closer to him, while he sat next to Hu Li.

Ling Shuang felt that Fang Yu's appearance was really childish and adorable, rejoicing in his heart, and the corner of his mouth curled up unnaturally.

Her appearance had always been cold and detached in front of outsiders. This smile that came from the bottom of her heart made her originally delicate face soften a bit. There was actually a hint of charm to it, giving her a different kind of beauty.

Long Chen Yi's eyes trembled slightly. The two noble men sitting beside him were also extremely surprised, was this the legendary Great General Zhengxi? If not for his imposing attire, Ling Shuang would have definitely been an extremely rare beauty.

A twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old man with bottomless black pupils and a fair face like a silver plate, he gave off a calm and dignified feeling.

The other was younger, more delicate, with two thick, lacquered eyebrows, parted and faintly heroic. This time, she was looking at Ling Shuang with much interest, without a shred of hesitation.

Ling Shuang's mind went back and forth, but she still could not get any information on the two from her memories. Could it be that she had never seen two people before?

Fang Yu lowered his voice and said, "The Chen family's two sons. The older one is called Chen Pei Wen, and the other is Chen Peiwu. "

Ling Shuang suddenly realized that they were the sons of his uncle, the Duke of Chen. They were her cousins, the nephew of his uncle. The Mrs Fang that she had designed to harm had been stripped of her title and became the laughingstock of the world. Now that these two appeared here, she immediately became vigilant.