The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"But my story is not over yet. I really want to find an ending for it." Luochuanke smiled and said, "Besides, my life is not as light as a cloud or as thin as paper. If others want to take it away, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."

Lu Weiyuan's sudden words startled Tang Zhifu and others. Before they had time to think about what she meant, they heard Luo Chuanke's follow-up words with a hint of meaning...Except for Brother Zhang, who was still in the situation and was just hoping that the two women who had cursed him would suffer misfortune, the rest of the men suddenly felt a great sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

"Besides, I have many good stories here. Can Yun Ni just watch me die?" Luochuanke had also heard the footsteps that were becoming heavy.

Lu Weiyuan looked at her and thought: "That's right, I like stories."

They exchanged messages silently with their eyes. At this moment, many black-clad warriors holding swords and ropes had rushed in from the lobby door. They had fierce eyes and looked at the two target women without any courtesy.

Qi Shaofeng quickly walked behind the black-clad warriors. The old servant who was lying on the male corpse wailed, hugged his head and rolled on the ground, curling up into a ball.

Prefect Tang glanced at Qi Shaofeng quickly: "Why..." Why did he suddenly give orders to the people who were ambushing outside?

Qi Shaofeng said coldly: "Uncle, do you really have the patience to talk nonsense to her?"

Prefect Tang was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up: "Yeah...that's right."

He looked at Lu Weiyuan uncontrollably - this time his gaze was finally more upright.

Lu Weiyuan still looked at Luo Chuanke: "Sister Xiaochuan, these people are coming aggressively, how many of them can you deal with?"

"No need for me to deal with it." Luochuanke raised his index finger and placed it in front of his lips.

"Do you still think you can turn the tables?" Qi Shaofeng, who stood behind the black-clad warrior and did not notice any trace of outsiders, finally felt his uneasiness disappear.

He raised his chin, showing a completely different side of himself from the previous awkward look of letting the dog bite people and pretending to be noble: "After you came in, all the irrelevant people in the government office have been cleared out. This hall is full of our people. I advise you to be sensible and not to put up a meaningless resistance. The people in Shuicheng are more gentle to young and beautiful women than those in other places."

"But you are not from Shuicheng." Lu Weiyuan innocently poked his head out from behind Luochuanke, "Qi family of Tongzhou, your master works in the Ministry of Personnel, right?"

Qi Shaofeng has not yet decided how to treat "Princess Yuyi". On the one hand, he thinks that Lu Weiyuan is a woman after all, and as long as she loses her chastity, he can do whatever he wants to her. But at the same time, he is afraid of the rebellious reputation of the Lu princesses, and he wants to "tame" her first before seeking other things. If he really can't tame her, he can only risk killing her and completely turn to the other heir to the throne in the capital...

Betting everywhere is a common problem among speculators. It is obvious that those people related to the Red Sun Sect have a lot of ulterior motives.

He thought about it and finally decided not to pretend. He had the upper hand anyway, so he pretended to be graceful and bowed: "Your Highness has a good memory."

"Really? Then I don't have to worry about finding the wrong person."

Lu Weiyuan's smile widened: "He's dead."

"Your Highness, you are joking. From today onwards, we are all one family." Qi Shaofeng said, suppressing the throbbing in his forehead.

Lu Weiyuan frowned and raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose: "Hey, who are you trying to get close to, you beast?"

"You..." At this moment, Qi Shaofeng also sensed that Brother Zhang was at a loss for words. He swung his sleeves vigorously and said, "If Your Highness were a wife, you'd better control your tongue!"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you teach me a lesson?" Lu Weiyuan couldn't stand hearing this. "Little beast, who do you think you are talking to? You are a toad at the bottom of a well, and you are scolding a swan that flew over your head. Others can only be taught a lesson when they open their mouths, but you are destroying the lives of your entire clan when you open your mouth!"

Qi Shaofeng was very angry, not only because Lu Weiyuan's words were so vicious, but also because he suddenly realized that he could not easily "tame" this little girl as he had expected.

He has tried his best to strip her of her "princess" identity in his mind and only see her based on her gender, but still... he doesn't know where to start!

"No point in talking any more, let's get started!" Qi Shaofeng said coldly, "I hope Your Highness can still keep talking tough later!"

The figure in the lobby suddenly moved.

A scream.

The approaching black warriors stopped abruptly before they could reach the front.

Lu Weiyuan and Luochuanke stayed where they were without moving.

Qi Shaofeng had a look of surprise on his face and quickly took several steps back.

Only "Brother Zhang", who was overwhelmed by the bombardment of so much important information, and the dead body did not move. Even the old servant cleverly held his head and found a corner to hide himself.

And Prefect Tang...he was still standing behind the table, but he was trembling all over and his face was pale, because his neck was being held by two long knives, one on the left and one on the right.

Seeing this scene, Lu Weiyuan understood in his heart - it turned out that the very light footsteps behind Governor Tang came from the Luochuan people.

"Be careful, Mr. Qi. If the prefect dies here, it will be very troublesome for you to deal with it, right?" Luochuanke said with a faint smile.

Qi Shaofeng's face looked very ugly and his eyes were wandering.

Prefect Tang had no time to think about why two hostages suddenly jumped out from behind him. He trembled and said, "Nephew...Nephew, save me!"

Qi Shaofeng, who heard his call for help, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry about him! It's more important to capture those two. We have more people, let's go!"

It is clear.

The black-clad warriors were led by Qi Shaofeng. After receiving the order, they rushed towards Lu Weiyuan and the other two. The background sound was the incredulous cursing of Prefect Tang and the crying of Brother Zhang.

Luochuanke clenched his hands, frowned, and stood in front of Lu Weiyuan, ready to meet the enemy.

Seeing the black-clad warrior at the front stretching out his arms and grabbing at his face -

A sudden change occurred!

An extremely swift silver light flashed by as fast as lightning. With a clang, the body of the silver light was deeply embedded in the wall of the government office, revealing its original appearance. It was actually a heavy sword. Half of the sword blade had been embedded in the wall, and the remaining half was swaying, flashing a cold light.

After the knife passed between Luochuanke and the black-clad warrior, there was a slight "puff" sound, and the black-clad warrior's outstretched arm broke at the elbow, blood splattered, and the broken arm fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change.

Luochuanke turned around to avoid the splattered blood, and took the opportunity to pull Lu Weiyuan towards his two companions, but the moment he turned around, he saw a drop of bright red blood splashed on the little girl's smooth forehead, like cinnabar falling between her eyebrows, compassionate and weird.

Luochuanke couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed Lu Weiyuan's gaze to look outside the hall.

Hu Ziyi, dressed in black, holding a bloody knife in his hand, was seen walking slowly towards the crowd with heavy steps and a murderous look on his face.

Lu Weiyuan cheered: "Xin Sui you showed up just in time, someone is threatening me here!"

"I'm so scared~"