Chapter 114 (1/2)

The Crown Prince of Nan Zhao

But…the man slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Qian DuoDuo carelessly. The corner of his mouth turned up to a somewhat curve.

This woman destroyed his horse carriage and disturbed his peace. Now she dared to talk shamelessly about letting him bring her over to a safe place. The way she said it made it seemed like if he didn’t do so then he would be committing a huge crime of some sort.

“I don’t want to…” The man slowly opened his mouth. The simple four words. Not even giving her a chance to negotiate anymore!

Psh, I don’t want to!

She looked at him and he seemed to only be a young dude in his early twenties. How come he’s that unreasonable?

When he finished his sentence, he closed his eyes as though nothing can get to him and not asking about anything. Could it be that he was trying to act as though a cool young man ah?

Seeing that she wasn’t able to escape and was able to be surrounded by people outside the horse carriage, if she had good luck then she might just get out with a beating but if her luck wasn’t good and was accidentally mistaken as an assassin, then she would be beaten to meat pulp. Once she thought up to here, she suddenly felt chilly.

In the end, she looked a the man in front of him acting as though nothing happened. Qian DuoDuo carefully moved closer to him and she squinted her eyes, in an evil way.

Seeing someone die and not saving them is too hateful. Don’t blame sister for bullying an underage child then!

The curtains of the horse carriage were violently opened. Qian DuoDuo immediately pulled out a silver hairpin on her head and with lightning speed, she used the sharp place and placed it under the man’s throat. She directly yelled towards the guards outside: “Everyone of you guys, leave me alone and let out a path. Let this sister go through otherwise do you believe that this sister will smack your master to death with one slap!”

The guards outside saw as their master was held hostage and it was obvious they were anxious. They hesitantly called: “Master…”