The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me [Arcs 1 and 2]

Chapter 107- The Prince Is Very Sick (31)

The man had a gentle face, but his eyes were fierce, as if he had the power to pierce the heart.

This man in a white robe is called Zhao Ziyan, Xuanyuan Guocheng's prime minister.

Beside him, the imposing iron-blooded, the tall and mighty man named Lin Liqiang is the general guardian of Xuanyuan country who holds many soldiers in his hand.

The two were fighting in court and were hostile to each other for many years.

But now the situation is that the two were unanimously hostile to Su Yan.

Where is the enemy, this is obviously secretly teaming up and treating the emperor and the princes as monkeys.

Su Yan kept silent.

While the three people are confronting each other, Lin Liqiang uttered again, "Take her down."

The rough voice, with absolute command.

After his voice fell, a group of guards suddenly appeared.

Su Yan was surrounded by all of them, holding a long knife aimed at her.

She looked around and blinked.

Xiaohua whispered, "Host, host! What should I do? The comer is not good!"

Xiaohua was worried about the host. Such a well-behaved host would be bullied by others. It really made it worried.

Su Yan didn't speak, merely bending over and picking up a branch beside the grass.

Take the branch and beat it on the ground.

Looking at the people who surrounded her, her soft voice sounded out, "Come."

Her tone and her calm look made Prime Minister Zhao Ziyan's eyes flash in surprise.

Such a woman is rare.

Lin Liqiang didn't take it seriously and put his hands behind his back.

It's a little weird to reach out, but has two.

But these guards came from his barracks to guard the palace.

They went through battlefield baptism.

He didn't think his men would lose to a spy.

It's just this kind of thought was crushed one by one in the future.

It was unknown which guard took the lead. He held his knife and slashed it towards Su Yan.

Su Yan used the hard branch and peculiar swordsmanship, with fast speed, strange angles, and a clean shot.

Sting, pick, sideways, backstab, all in one go.

It was unknown how long it had been when the arm of the last bodyguard was broken off by her.

She stood in a pile of fallen guards, looking at Lin Liqiang.

Her hair was blown by the evening breeze, and there wasn't much fluctuation in her fair face.

Lin Liqiang narrowed his eyes and exuded a strong momentum. He was indeed a veteran in the field.

His voice was rough, "So bold."

Su Yan licked the corners of her lips, and softly said, "I didn't eavesdrop you, I was just passing by."

She explained again.

But... after she killed all those guards, eavesdropping was no longer the point.

They are a bunch of great lords, but can't even catch a woman. They can't go home shamefully!

Lin Liqiang took a step forward, and his voice rough. "I'll exchange moves with you."

Su Yan took a step back.

Her hands that were covered by her sleeves were shaking.

She has no energy, but she can't show timidity on the face.

At this time, suddenly a familiar and harmless voice came from a distance.

"So you were here."

The words were especially clear in this atmosphere of tension and confrontation.

Everyone looked at the person who had spoken together. The third prince Xuanyuan Yonghao was wearing a white robe, and his splendid face was pale, looking like he had not yet recovered from a serious illness.

His eyes were dark and swept across the audience, and came here calmly.

Nan Tang followed Xuanyuan Yonghao, his face cold and hard.

Su Yan bit her lips, her almond eyes were moist. She didn't speak.

Lin Liqiang clenched his fists, "Your Highness."