Zhao Pei had been in that world for more than a dozen years, and when she was reborn in such a vast world, she felt relaxed and at ease, as if she had returned to her childhood, free and unfettered, and could play as she pleased. She secretly hated herself for not coming out earlier, so she decided to take a good look around this time.
Hanzhen had been here for nearly twenty years, and this was the only time she really left the mansion, so she naturally vowed not to stop until she was exhausted. The two of them seemed to have forgotten the purpose of leaving the mansion.
After walking and stopping for nearly ten days, they finally reached the outskirts of Yangzhou. It was already noon, and the two discussed and decided to have lunch and rest at the post station outside the city before entering the city.
There happened to be a small shop, which was the only one there. The two of them sat down in a corner, ordered some small dishes, and talked about what they saw and heard on the road. At first, there were not many people in the shop, but after noon, more and more people sat down in groups of three or four, and the noise became noisy.
Many idle men exuded those sour and smelly smells. Zhao Pei frowned and said nothing, eating her food by herself. Their conversation was so loud that it unconsciously entered their ears.
"I went into the city yesterday. Guess who I saw?" one of the big men in a white coat said mysteriously.
"Did you see your lover having an affair with another man?" another person next to him joked.
"Go to hell, I saw the King of Shaoling!" He said proudly, "You didn't see the grand scene, how many people crowded the street, from old women in their sixties and seventies to little girls in their elevens and twelves, all ran out to see him. I just took a look, my goodness, he is really handsome. Besides, his demeanor is something that others can't learn." He smacked his lips as if he was still thinking about the crowded scene at that time, "No wonder he is so old, and there are still so many women thinking about him."
"That's right. How many women are trying their best to get into the palace." Another person chimed in, "The Marquis of Runan and the Marquis of Zhengjie are also old enough to get married. Isn't this going to cause another stir?"
Zhao Pei listened silently, smiling lightly. Han Zhen asked, "Who are the Marquis of Runan and the Marquis of Zhengjie?" Her voice was not loud, but those people heard it. The big man replied, "They are the two sons of the King of Shaoling. They are also extraordinary figures."
Hanzhen originally went to ask Zhaopei, and when she heard their answer, she smiled awkwardly. This smile was not a big deal, the big man was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed heartily: "I didn't expect that there would be such a handsome boy in this deserted village!" He turned his eyes and saw Zhaopei again, "Oh! What a beautiful beauty!" As he spoke, his eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of vulgarity, and he kept staring at the two of them.
Hanzhen glared at the big man angrily and said angrily, "What are you looking at!" Zhaopei frowned, very annoyed by his naked gaze. Not wanting to cause trouble, he took out some silver from his sleeve, put it on the table, and pulled Hanzhen away.
Unexpectedly, the two had just taken a few steps when the men stopped them and laughed maliciously: "Hey, beauty and this young man, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Since we have met, it is fate. Why don't you come to my house and have a seat?"
Hanzhen was about to retort and scold him, but Zhaopei gently pulled her and hid her behind him, smiling faintly: "We appreciate your kindness. But we still have to hurry, so we won't bother you." After that, she raised her leg and continued to walk, but the big man in front reached out and grabbed Zhaopei's arm: "No hurry, no hurry." With his other hand, he pretended to touch her face.
Zhao Pei quickly opened his hand and glared at him. The cold light in her eyes instantly froze the smile on the big man's face. "Please don't block the way." Zhao Pei said this coldly, indicating that she was angry.
The big man was stunned for a long time by her intimidation. Suddenly, he looked embarrassed and angry and said, "Don't refuse a toast. Do you know who I am? Brothers, come on! Carry this woman to the village!" With an order, the other idle people in the store immediately gathered here. The store owner hid behind the counter and didn't dare to say a word.
Hanzhen's forehead was covered with sweat. Is this... a necessary scene
But he immediately flashed and stood in front of Zhao Pei, puffed out his chest and shouted: "What do you want? If you dare to touch my sister, you have to get past me first!" After saying this, he felt a little weak.
The men laughed at her thin body. The leader looked at her and laughed again: "This young man is more handsome than a girl. How about we try him too?" The obscene smile made Hanzhen blush. She turned around and looked at Zhao Pei, sighing that she had started off badly. She was now at a loss.
Zhao Pei was calm as usual, her hand hidden in her sleeve slowly moved to her waist, and suddenly a cold light flashed in her hand, which was dazzling. The men slowly approached, laughing lewdly. Zhao Pei's face remained the same, and her hand had passed through Han Zhen's waist, as if supporting her.
The hand was shaking, and she was afraid to reach out. But just when she made up her mind, someone suddenly shouted coldly: "Stop!" Zhao Pei's hand trembled, and the dagger almost fell. The big men also subconsciously stopped reaching out and stood there in a daze.
Following the sound, a man in a crimson-purple robe dismounted and walked towards them. Hanzhen looked up and murmured, "A typical scene... a hero saving a beautiful girl..."
The man was about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, with a dignified and heroic appearance. His face was firm and steady, with sharp edges and corners, and between his eyebrows was a cold and confident look that could not be ignored. His light brown eyes were full of amusement and mockery, and although he was smiling, he made people feel cold all over. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, outlining a bit of enchanting evil charm. The moment Zhao Pei saw him, she felt that this person was very cold and evil, and he was not someone who could be easily messed with. He actually reminded her of the enchanting and strange Lycoris radiata.
While he was in a daze, he had already approached the shop. He glanced at Han Zhen and smiled knowingly, then set his eyes on Zhao Pei. Zhao Pei subconsciously tightened her grip on the dagger, she didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend. Who was the man shouting "Stop" for
"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Get out of my way." The leading big man said viciously, but his voice gradually became lower under his intimidating gaze.
The man sneered, "You don't deserve to know who I am, and there's no need for you to know. Because..." He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. Then he heard the big man scream, and then he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.
Hanzhen's body trembled noticeably, Zhaopei held her tightly and couldn't say a word. His movements were so fast that she couldn't even tell when he made the move. He was extremely cruel, and he didn't even blink when killing people. He was so relaxed and wanton that it was as if he was picking up a flower at will. The other people who came to support him were all shocked when they saw the blood flowing from the fallen man. They hurriedly rolled and crawled away when they saw that the situation was not right. (To be continued)