C300 (1/2)

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.