The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 109: Your highness is down

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on the street.

A carriage as tall as a man drove slowly, surrounded by countless black-clothed cavalry guarding the front and back, with an air of opulence.

Helian Weiwei turned around, leaned her back against the wall, and made a gesture towards the white cat, meaning to let it enter the fairyland space.

He turned sideways and glanced in the direction of the carriage, his back trembling slightly.

It seems that the third prince really has to catch her.

He actually came in person!

"What should we do now?" Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes rarely, and he also felt that the third prince was difficult to deal with.

Helian Weiwei analyzed the situation: "You can't be head-on."

"There is a sense of martial energy in the front, back, left, and right, woman, do you know what this means?" Yuan Ming raised his eyes, his tone became cold: "It means that we are surrounded, and he knows that you are nearby."

"Retreat first." Helian Weiwei clenched her fingers, and fled to another long alley in a beautiful figure.

Yuan Ming looked at the long alley that was also blocked, and whistled long and loudly: "It seems that we can't retreat." That man was really ruthless, and he didn't even give them a chance to take the alley.

Helian Weiwei lowered her eyes, raised her hand, and was about to use her martial energy, but heard a suppressed cough.

"Uncle Liang, what happened outside?"

The sound was like water, in the noisy street, it seemed to be able to appease all noises.

Helian Weiwei moved her ears, pulled Yuan Ming aside, looked at the carriage that stopped at the entrance of the alley, a light flashed in her eyes

That carriage didn't look very good on the outside, it was pure white, and it was clean without any extra accessories, but such a carriage was only common in Kyoto.

But any businessman with a little silver can afford it, unlike the wealthy young man in Heisawa, whose car roofs are all painted in a luxurious gold color.

However, what caught Helian Weiwei's attention was the handsome black horse pulling the carriage.

Although it has worked hard to restrain its wings, its owner has also carefully given it a saddle.

But none of this could fool Helian Weiwei's eyes, that horse was no ordinary horse.

"It's the Black Wind Horse!" Even Yuan Ming showed a slight surprise on his face when he saw the carriage. Logically speaking, it should be hiding in the Forest of the Spiritual Realm. How could it be willing to be driven by humans.

Helian Weiwei hooked her thin lips, looked at Yuan Ming and smiled, extremely evil.

In the blink of an eye, she was no longer there.

In front of the carriage, a middle-aged servant jumped down from the shaft and bowed to the curtain of the carriage, his kind face was full of respect: "My lord, he is the guard of the royal family. He seems to be searching for someone..."

"The guard of the royal family?" A pair of hands that were too pale and thin, but with inexplicable strength, stretched out from the carriage and pressed against the curtain of the carriage. The ivory white robe fluttered in the wind, and a low cough sounded: "Just be polite and don't start a conflict."

The middle-aged servants bowed their heads, all of them were respectful: "Yes, this trivial matter can be handled by the old slave, don't worry, my lord."

"Be careful." Rushui's voice came as the car curtain fell.

When the man turned his head, Helian Weiwei who was hiding in the car finally had a chance to see his face clearly.

The poetic and picturesque side face was covered with a layer of brilliance, and the thin lips were pale due to years of serious illness, but it did not affect his demeanor at all, but added a touch of warmth, the smile on his face was just right, and the narrow and long eyes were half Bent, his brows and eyes are like the breeze and the cold moon, he is unbelievably good-looking, and the pure white robe fits him very well, making him look like he walked out of the middle of the moon.

"you… "

Helian Weiwei could clearly see a gleam in the man's calm eyes.

"Hush." Helian Weiwei didn't care about the difference between men and women, she directly covered his lips with her left hand, and smiled lightly: "I personally don't like violence, so please cooperate with this young man."

The man glanced at the dagger near his neck, with a gentle expression on his face: "The third prince is looking for you."

Helian Weiwei narrowed her eyes, because of the man's cleverness...

At this time, another carriage had already driven over, and even through the curtain of the carriage, Helian Weiwei could feel the strong sense of oppression.

The dagger in Helian Weiwei's hand tightened, and she was planning to think of other ways.

The man spoke, with a soft coughing sound, only two words: "Get down."

Helian Weiwei's eyes flashed, she took a deep look at the man, and quickly bent her body.

Just at this time.

The car curtain was suddenly blown by a gust of cold wind.

Helian Weiwei nestled under the seat of the car, looked up in the sunlight.

In the distance, someone was approaching step by step.

His steps seemed to be calculated, as if he was walking on clouds, and he repeated his unchanging posture every step of the way. He looked indifferent and cold, but he had an unstoppable elegance.

Helian Weiwei seemed to hear the sound of the wheels cracking.

The whole street seemed to stand still.

Almost everyone looked at this man who came down from the carriage and existed like a god, even his breathing was suppressed in his throat.

Helian Weiwei shrunk her body subconsciously until the other party got closer...

There was only a thin layer of carriages separating them before approaching them.

He has the most noble temperament that Helian Weiwei has ever seen, flowing in the light and shadow, constantly oozing out some kind of power that tantalizes people's hearts.

Helian Weiwei quickly stopped her breathing.

When Baili Jiajue looked in this direction, his deep black eyes were indifferent to everything.

It seems that even if the whole street is crazy because of him, it can't affect any of his thoughts.

Baili Jiajue took a look in the carriage, then his eyes fell on the man who was coughing and smiling.

The man didn't get out of the car either, but bowed his head politely, as gentle as jade: "Caomin has seen His Highness."

"My lord..." Uncle Liang wanted to stand up, but the man's eyes fixed him in the distance.

Baili Jiajue's eyes didn't change at all, and his words were indifferent: "It's a routine."

Helian Weiwei, who was lying on the car seat, let out a disgruntled hehe, routine? The third prince is really black-bellied, and he made such an upheaval just to catch her, and it became a serious routine in his mouth, which made people from the four major families even want to go to the Supreme Emperor. status, and can't get any benefits.

"Let go." Baili Jiajue's voice sounded again.

Helian Weiwei swears, she has never felt like this time that the third prince's voice is really nice.

but!

She just wanted to get up.

I heard Baili Jiajue say again: "Wait a minute..."