Chapter 87: Escape from Death
The autumn rain is continuous, with a unique cool air, the rain does not stop, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets.
Once the life is endangered, the cooperation of the people is extremely high, and the epidemic is well controlled.
But even if you can't live for a long time, you will inevitably hear some gossip and fun.
The king of war was fists and kicks against the princess because of the outer room, and the princess was angry and the matter of Hufu spread all over the city.
The people were shocked that the prince of war loved his wife on the surface, but in fact he was a hypocrite who beat his daughter-in-law, and they were shocked that the princess dared to love and hate, and she dared to defend her dignity at the cost of breaking the net.
Even though it was raining outside, many people came to watch the excitement in front of the Zhanwang Mansion.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion, and the little round face jumped out of the carriage with an umbrella, then turned around and helped Fang Lan get out of the car.
Fang Lan was dressed in snow-white thin velvet, his skin was white and his hair was thick, and his posture was dignified, and he slowly got out of the carriage.
The gate of the Battle King's Mansion was closed, and the black clouds shrouded it, looking extremely depressing.
Xiao Yuanmian handed her the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and said softly, "You wait here, slave and maid go knock on the door." ”
Fang Lan held an umbrella, watched her get into the rain, and stepped forward to explain her intention to the government soldiers.
The government soldier had a cold face and a sarcastic tone, "The prince confessed that no one with the surname Fang was allowed to enter the mansion." ”
"You are presumptuous!" Xiao Yuan's face turned red with anger, and he pointed at him and scolded, "The dog looks at people's low things and forgets his master?" ”
"Master?" The soldiers sneered, "The prince is my master, as for this ......"
Fu Bing looked at Fang Lan with a look of disdain, "I don't know." ”
"Jia'er, fight."
As soon as Fang Lan's words fell, Xiao Yuan's face raised his hand and slapped it on the face of the soldiers, without any ambiguity.
"You!" The soldiers were stunned, glaring at Fang Lan with hatred.
"You see," Fang Lan had a cold face, his aura was calm, "Even if I don't be a war princess, I will still be the master, and when you come, you will only be a house dog guarding the door, and you will not be able to get on the stage!" ”
The soldiers gritted their teeth, but they didn't know how to refute her.
The gate of the palace slowly opened, and the war king stood in the rain with an umbrella, quietly watching Fang Lan with a terrifying look in his eyes.
"Fang Lan, you really have a big temper." The War King sneered, "You dare to fight my soldiers." ”
"The prince can't take care of the watchdog, let him bite like crazy and provoke me, I naturally want to say it." Fang Lan's expression did not change in the slightest, as if the war king in front of him was no different from the lowly soldier.
The War King hooked his lips, his eyes clinging to Fang Lan like a poisonous snake, "Didn't you come today just to clean up the softness?" ”
"Can you clean up the outside of the station?" The War King turned to the side, stared at her, and said, "Come in." ”
"Madam......" Xiao Yuan's face consciously changed his name, and muttered, "Don't go, the slave will go for you!" ”
Fang Lan took her hand and comforted her softly, "If I don't go, he will definitely have trouble." ”
After more than ten years of marriage, these understandings are still there.
"But ......" Xiao Yuan's face bit his lower lip and glanced at the War King timidly, "The slave thinks you may not be able to come out again......"
"No, it won't." Fang Lan's eyes were blazing, and his tone was affirmative, "He doesn't dare to fight me to the death!" ”
There are so many people gathered in front of the palace, even if the king of war is not stingy, he does not dare to fight hard at this time.
"Let's just pack up our things and go to Xiao Xu's."
Fang Lan smiled at the corner of his mouth, holding an umbrella and resolutely entered the palace.
Returning to the main courtyard again, Fang Lan's heart was full of emotions, and he only felt sad.
The king of war was guarding the door, making Fang Lan like a man's back.
"Go over the dowry." Fang Lan walked away with a small round face and sat alone on the edge of the bed.
After about half an hour, the little round face came, with joy on his face, "Madam, the dowry is all gathered, and the title deed and house deed are all there!" ”
"Packed up?" Fang Lan looked at her with inexplicable eyes.
"Yes." Xiao Yuan's face blinked, and said softly, "All the slaves and maids who should be taken have been taken." ”
"Then let's go." Fang Lan got up and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
Approaching the Battle King's side, Fang Lan lowered his eyes, and just as he was about to take a step, he saw the man's figure flash, blocking half of the door.
Fang Lan's face was cold, and he looked at him fixedly, "What is this doing, Lord Wang?" ”
The War King smiled in a low voice, his eyes becoming more and more cold, "You are so bold that even Hugh can do it." ”
Fang Lan's tone was flat, and he raised his eyes casually, "Between you and me, it was the emperor's order, and the prince still wants to resist the decree?" ”
As soon as the words fell, a big palm slammed up from his neck.
The war king glared, and was repeatedly embarrassed by Fang Lan, making him lose control of his emotions.
pinching the snow-white neck, the war king's tone was crazy, "You dare to press this king with the holy decree, do you really think that this king can't move you?" ”
"Ho ......" The feeling of suffocation came up, Fang Lan struggled hard, and the well-maintained long nails scratched the bloody marks on the back of the man's hand.
"Madame!" The little round face exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to stop it.
"Get out!" The king of war slapped her, with so much force, that he slapped the little round face to the ground, "Useless, say!" Is it the princess you instigated! ”
Xiao Yuan's face trembled and he got up, and pounced on the king of war with all his might, breaking the fingers of the king of war, and only repeating in his mouth, "Let go of Madame, let go of Madame......"
"Jia...... Jia'er ...... "Fang Lan wanted to push her away, but he didn't have any strength.
"Slut!" The war king grabbed the hair of the little round face, raised his foot and kicked her aside, "When I solve this woman who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, I will kill you!" ”
Fang Lan's face turned pale, and his hands gradually weakened, as if he had taken in less air and exhaled more.
Xiao Yuan's face covered the kicked stomach, his face was full of tears, his cry was miserable, and he muttered Fang Xu in his mouth, "Mrs. Hou!" Where are you, Madame...... Save my lady! ”
Xiao Yuanyan never thought that one day he would regard the thin Mrs. Yongcheng Hou as a life-saving hero.
"Mrs. Hou?" The War King sneered, his eyes full of disdain, "Death is on the verge of death, and you still expect a woman to save you?" ”
In the next moment, there was movement outside the courtyard.
"Surround this courtyard for me, and swear to take away Master Lan today!"
There was a sound of iron boots falling to the ground outside, and the war king frowned, and subconsciously turned to look.
When I turned my head, I saw a little maid with a team of elite soldiers rushing towards this side, fully equipped with iron clothes and iron boots, and her momentum was terrifying.
The king of war recognized that little girl, who had been by Fang Xu's side all year round!
As if sensing something, the War King looked down the crowd and saw Fang Xu following the team.
Fang Xu did not take a small step like before, but strode forward, taking advantage of the stunned palace soldiers at the door, he pulled out the long knife on his waist, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the war king.
"It's really disappointing to the prince." Fang Xu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "I'm here after all." ”
Seeing this, the War King lowered his head and smiled, letting go of the hand holding Fang Lan.
Fang Lan lost his strength and fell heavily to the ground, escaping from death, holding his chest and panting heavily, his fingertips digging at the dirt on the ground.
The War King stared at the knife in Fang Xu's hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What, Mrs. Yongcheng Hou still wants to assassinate this king?" ”