His anger had blinded his reason before, but now that he regained his reason, he thought of what his father told him, since this Princess Jiahe dared to follow Prince Jin to Beirong, and still let Xingyue suffer such a big hidden loss, it is definitely not easy The elders must pay attention...
It's a pity that he was too confident in himself at the time, and that's why he was so humiliated by a big Wei woman today...
Not only Murong Tianlei, but also his subordinates who had lost their combat effectiveness all lowered their heads in shock, not daring to vent their anger.
It's no wonder they are like this. His master's life is held in the palm of his hands by the Great Wei County Master. This is no longer a simple deterrent, it is the epitome of his strength.
Now they only hope that Lin Fufu, the Princess of Great Wei, will do what he said and really spare their lives so that they can go back and report to the old master...
Lin Fufu escorted Murong Tianlei to continue on the road. Lin Ju asked her worriedly: "Girl, do you think the Anyang Palace really dare not act rashly after knowing that Mr. Murong is in the girl's hands?"
Lin Fufu calmly reached out for tea, and said with a smile, "Then let me ask you, how do King Anyang and Princess Guye treat Murong Tianlei, the eldest son of the Anyang Palace?"
Lin Ju replied without thinking: "That is very important..." After thinking for a while, she added: "Although the Anyang Palace also attaches great importance to Princess Xingyue, of course the eldest son is more important!"
Lin Fufu nodded, "Then it's over?"
Lin Ju was dumbfounded, then smiled again.
"Girl, why are you so smart? How long did it take? Not only did you defeat Mr. Murong, but you also thought of such a thing!" Lin Ju said happily, with her eyebrows bent.
Lin Lan glanced at her when she heard the words, "The girl is naturally the smartest!"
Lin Ju nodded repeatedly.
Then the carriage was very smooth along the way.
But when it was daylight, there was a sound of horseshoes behind.
Lin Fufu frowned.
Lin Lan and Lin Ju also looked at each other coldly, with worries in their eyes.
"Girl, could it be that the Murong family really didn't care about the eldest son of their family and sent more people to catch up?" Lin Lan also lost her composure.
The old god Lin Fufu was drinking tea, "The Prince's Mansion of Anyang will not do that, and the ones behind this may not necessarily be chasing soldiers, so don't be impatient."
Lin Lan was still worried, and Lin Ju was even more worried.
"It's better to let Old Uncle Wei or Old Sixth Brother check it out, girl!" Lin Ju said.
Lin Fufu nodded, "That's fine."
Lin Ju jumped out of the carriage and went to inform Lao Wei and Lao Liu.
Not long after Lin Ju left, Lin Fufu and Lin Lan heard whistling in the air.
This is the master using lightness kung fu to pass over them.
Lin Fufu's face became serious this time.
"Girl, why are there so many masters here all of a sudden?" Lin Lan reacted as if she was facing a formidable enemy, "Who are these people?"
Before Lin Fufu could answer, Old Wei had already followed Lin Ju over, with a serious expression on his face.
"Girl, the Anyang Palace is dishonest. They sent more than twenty death guards here, trying to snatch Murong Tianlei away!" Old Wei reported respectfully.
Lin Fufu's brows turned cold, and he threw the teacup in his hand onto the small table, and said coldly, "Ginger is really old and hot! I really didn't expect them to dare to rob people!"
Old Wei also nodded, "My lord once said that Prince Anyang pretends to be like a millennium-old bastard, and he must not be underestimated, as expected!" After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Girl, what shall we do this time?"
A cold light flashed in Lin Fufu's almond eyes, and he said cleanly, "Chop off Murong Tianlei's little finger and bring it back to those death guards!"
When Old Wei heard this, a gleam flashed quickly in his old eyes.
He thought that Lin Fufu was kind-hearted and would not bear to hurt others, but he didn't expect that at such a critical moment, she would dare to think and act, without any womanly kindness.
"Since Anyang Palace sent people to rob people, it proves that King Anyang and Princess Guye attach great importance to Murong Tianlei." Lin Fufu sneered, and glanced at the sky, "Since more than 20 death guards were sent this time to rob Murong Tianlei." People, you go and destroy them."
Old Wei's expression froze when he heard the words, and he retreated respectfully.
Lin Fufu turned to Lin Lan again, "Do you know the origin of the group of people chasing after you?"
Lin Lan shook her head, with distressed eyes, said: "The sixth one didn't find out either, it seems that they are also a group of mysterious people, but they don't seem to be hostile to us."
"Continue to let Lao Liu stare at the people behind." Lin Fufu curled his lips coldly, "As for the death guards in the Anyang Palace, leave it to us."
Lin Lan took the order.
As soon as Lin Fufu assigned the task here, more than 20 death guards from the Anyang Prince's Mansion floated down and stopped in front of Lin Fufu's carriage. There was a lot of neighing.
If it weren't for Xiaozhang's superb skills in controlling the horse, the horse would have been frightened and ran wild.
"Princess Jiahe, our lord and the princess have received the message from the princess, and now the servant has brought the message from the lord and the princess to the princess!" A leader of the death guards in black turned to Lin Fufu's carriage in a deep voice .
Although Lin Fufu listened to his calm tone, he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his tone. Of course, maybe he didn't want to hide it at all, but just wanted to intimidate Lin Fufu.
"Wait!" Lin Fufu came out of the carriage and stood in front of more than twenty murderous big men in black. He glanced at them casually and saw that they were not breathing, and their temples were all bulging. These death guards of the Anyang Prince's Mansion are probably more powerful than the four armed forces around Murong Tianlei.
The leader of the death guards in black was not in a hurry, and looked at Lin Fufu calmly, "What else does Princess Jiahe want to say?"
Lin Fufu raised his hand and pressed hard on the back.
Then there was a heart-piercing cry of pain.
When the death guards in black heard the cry of pain, their faces all changed.
Especially the head of the death guard in black, his face turned pale, and he looked at Lin Fufu as if he was looking at a dead person, "Princess Jiahe, what do you mean? How dare you hurt the eldest son of our Anyang Palace? Although He has not been invited to be crowned prince yet, but he will be our future King of Anyang!"
Lin Fufu said with a faint smile: "Oh, what does this princess care about? You know, it was your future Anyang King who took the initiative to provoke this princess. After all, this princess is the most favored princess in Wei. Did he bully?"
"You!" The leader of the black-clothed death guards turned livid, and waved violently at their people, those black-clothed death guards were about to move.
As soon as the black-clothed death guard finished speaking, Old Wei had already come over with a bloody white handkerchief.
Seeing this thing, the black-clothed death guards looked even more startled, each of them paused, and their hearts jumped to their throats.
Lin Fufu waved his hand at Old Wei, who stepped back holding a bloody white handkerchief.
"Okay, now I'll listen to the opinions of King Anyang and Princess Guye." Lin Fufu glanced at the black-clothed death guard leader with an extremely ugly face, and said calmly, "Let's talk!"