Bloodshed Princess

Seven days later.

"Sigh, what a good Nu ~ superior Nu Er Hong! "Sir, would you like some tea too?" The waiter folded the cloth and threw it over his shoulder. After serving the wine to the men at the table, he turned around and walked to the table by the window and asked with a smile.

Ye Wulan was dressed in men's clothing, and even purposely put some things inside her shoes, making him look a bit taller, with two small whiskers on her face. To the ancient people, this kind of disguise was still easy to fool, so the waiter didn't realize that the person in front of him was only a ten-year old girl.

"No need, give me some more plain water. Also, give me some more water from this gourd. Thanks." Ye Wulan passed an exquisite wine gourd to the waiter and instructed with a coarse voice.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, he took the wine gourd and looked at her again, then twitched his mouth and turned away: "What a weirdo, growing so white and tender, forcing a beard to get in the way, and even filling the wine gourd with water, such a waste!" "Hm. This gourd is not bad …"

Ye Wulan was seated calmly by the window, smelling the alcohol from all around and drank a few mouthfuls of green tea, smacked her lips, watching the people on the street outside shouting and shouting.

Fortunately, at that time, when they were searching for the location of the mechanism with Yu Feibai, she had casually picked up the white robe that was tossed in the corner of the snow valley and stuffed it into the bag that he had prepared. At that time, Yu Feibai had looked at his with disdain and didn't expect that he would really use this robe.

Initially, she thought that these clothes were some kind of rare treasure, but in the end, the shopkeeper treated her carefully, and asked her who she was, and what she did in appendage of the sky, did she really want to take these clothes as her? It turned out that the clothes were made from Jade Silk, which could only be worn by the royal family of Futu or high-class nobles. It was very difficult for other nations to collect Jade Silk, so she was in a hurry to exchange money, and was not bothered to bargain with the shopkeeper. After getting a thousand taels of silver, she bought another fifty taels of Jade Silk and left in a hurry.

In the end, two days ago when she was eating at an inn, she asked around and found out that the Jade Silk clothes were priceless treasures, priceless treasures that could not even be traded for a thousand taels of gold! But these one thousand silver taels were not a small amount. It was as Yu Feibai had said at that time, letting her eat and drink for eight to ten years for nothing really wasn't a problem.

She decided to put up with it and didn't find the shopkeeper to settle the score. The current period was half a year, so she had to find a way to earn some money to redeem the clothes.

Thinking about that Yu Feibai again, Ye Wulan started to mutter in his heart, just what kind of identity did he have? A single set of clothes was already worth so much money, how could an ordinary son of a merchant family possibly wear something that was exclusive to royalty.

After a few days, she finally managed to get a general idea of the place. This was the Xuanzhou, which was divided into the Four Great Kingdoms after the war six hundred years ago. The Tian'an City, the appendage of the sky, the Futu, and the Silver Sleeve Country, which were all under the Seven Paths of the appendage of the sky.

Because this place was close to the long snowing Extreme Saint Snow Mountain, it wasn't very warm at its warmest period of the year. Most of the people here were wearing thick clothing.

"Sir, here's your water." Just as Ye Wulan was looking at the big and tall men drinking, the waiter had already returned with her gourd. It was filled with water, and he handed it over to her with a laugh.

The times are different, this person is also the same, when facing you when smiling, back to the body, may not necessarily be the face.

Ye Wulan gave a faint smile as she rolled her eyes at the waiter, and took the bottle gourd that she had bought before, barely saying "thanks" and placing it on the table.

"Go away, go away, do you think we are a good place? In a few days, he would be here asking for wine. If you don't have money, don't come here, our shopkeeper isn't here today, and no one dares to make a decision. Go, go! Don't get in the way of our business! This is really, after all, the son of an emperor, he has completely shamed your Cang Hong Guo, so he came over to us everyday to ask for wine. Quickly leave, if you don't leave now, I'll get someone to chase you away! "

The Emperor's son? What's the situation?

Her face was filled with curiosity as she looked over, only to see the figure turning slightly to the side. The figure was dressed in a snow-white robe, the sleeves fluttered without wind, and his divinely handsome face had a faint smile of loss and awkwardness. He politely lowered his head to the waiter.

"It's useless even if you beg me. Will you die if you drink less? I really can't understand how our shopkeeper treats a poor, beggar-like proton like you so well, giving you free drinks every now and then. He has no use for you, you can't even promote him to the next rank, and you even have a prince, I think you're not even worth a fart! " As the waiter finished his sentence, the surrounding people burst into laughter. Then, he spat at the thin man in white.

That person seemed to be accustomed to such insults. He lowered his head towards the waiter and smiled awkwardly, as if he was unable to retort. He quietly tied the broken wine gourd to his belt and left slowly.

Ye Wulan looked at it for a long time before suddenly regaining her senses. She saw a somewhat familiar back that she had never seen before, and asked the waiter who was also laughing: "Who is that?"

"Are you an outsider?" The waiter laughed for a while again before coughing and stopping. He turned his head to look at Ye Wulan, his eyes clearly showing "You're crazy" expression.

Ye Wulan forced a smile: "I guess so."

It's no wonder you don't know him, he's a prince of the Cang Hong Guo, ten years ago Cang Hong lost a battle with our appendage of the sky and a few cities. The old emperor of the Cang Hong Guo was afraid that the prince would fight again and sent the prince to our appendage of the sky nine years ago as a proton, but our emperor didn't care about him at all and randomly arranged for him to be sent to the most remote Tian'an City. When he first arrived, he was already 13 years old, and when he was eating and drinking everyday, no one in the imperial court cared about him, so no one treated him like a flower.

"So that's how it is." Ye Wulan nodded her head, holding half of her face with one hand, she raised her eyes and glanced at the figure that was long gone, and she started to mutter in her heart for some reason.

She suddenly remembered who that back looked like. Although she hadn't met that Third Marquis before, she still remembered the back that made her feel surprised. However, she didn't see clearly that Third Marquis was wearing fox fur coat, but his height and the feeling he gave her were too similar …

But after hearing what the waiter said, she dispelled that scary thought in her heart, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked: "Oh right, second brother, I need to ask you something. How many princes do you have in appendage of the sky?"

"Prince?" The waiter was stunned. "Why do you ask?"

"I'm an outsider after all. I came from outside, so I'm not too sure." She chuckled.

"How many princes can there be? There are many princesses in our appendage of the sky, but not many princes. Adding them all together, there should only be six or seven of them, right?"

This was not enough?! Ye Wulan almost spat out tea as she put down the teacup and wiped her mouth.

"Then does your Tian'an City have a person called Xiang Yu?"

"I've never heard of it before. Customer, if you want to ask about something, you might as well go and find that person on the street to do some math. They know everything that they can say. Even if you ask about it like this, I can't say for sure!" The waiter became a bit impatient, threw the cloth on his shoulder and turned around to leave.

The corner of Ye Wulan's mouth twitched, and she did not ask anymore, but her eyes continued to gaze at the people outside the tavern. In an instant, she took out the exquisite white jade hairpin with dragon patterns carved on it from her collar.

Allegedly, it was a thing called a "name note". It was written on it was a person's name, the name of his family, the name of his family, and the name of his parents, so she did not have these things, but the city gate guards were too strict, so she was unable to charge out. After seven days, she could only stay here to eat and drink for a short period of time, so she could not stay in an inn for more than two nights. However, this was not a long term solution, and currently, she had nowhere to stay for a while as long as possible, so she had to find a place to settle down as soon as possible.

As for that bullshit prince, she couldn't just run back to the tiger's den after escaping from the tiger's den. Thinking this, she put away the hairpin, picked up the wine gourd on the table and the sword she had bought on the street, turned around, and walked out.

Before she had walked far, she already saw the street in front of her was filled with an abnormal crowd. From a distance, Ye Wulan saw the top of a big red bridal sedan chair, and couldn't help but stretch his neck to walk towards it. Why did she hear the sound of a woman crying so far away?

Right when they were about to squeeze into the crowd and peek their heads out, they saw a few men who seemed to be dressed like constables pulling a girl who looked to be no more than 14 or 15 years old into the big red bridal sedan. The girl was crying and yelling "No", the faces of the surrounding people were filled with pity, but no one came forward to help.

Ye Wulan could not help but smack her lips.

Logically speaking, she didn't need to help a stranger out of this situation. She should have turned around and left when she saw this scene.

However, the bloody scene had occurred!

The girl with a bruised forehead and palm scar on her face suddenly turned around, and looked at everyone in Ye Wulan's direction with a helpless look. Just as Ye Wulan was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly saw a flash of absolute art and a flash of hatred flash past her eyes, causing her entire body to freeze.

This gaze was very familiar to her.

When she was in the Twenty-first Century, she, who was not even five years old yet, was kidnapped by people on the streets, and then sold to a few traffickers. Every time she was beaten up, she would beg for help and look at everyone around her with indifferent eyes. No one helped her, no one helped her, that kind of despair, that kind of coldness, that kind of coldness, that kind of extreme despair where the bottom of her heart gradually cooled down, and she would never again rely on or trust anyone else.

He held onto a few chopsticks and looked indifferently at the few constables who were pressing the girl's head, then lifted their feet and wanted to kick her into the bridal sedan. His gaze fell on their wrists, and with a sudden turn of his hand, several chopsticks instantly flew out, passing through the wrist of those constables at an astonishing speed.

Amidst his miserable cries, Ye Wulan was suddenly startled. The officers around his wrists that he had shot through all fell, chopsticks at their ankles, as they fell on the ground and started cursing. Mother.

"Good skill." She was looking around when she suddenly heard a soft chuckle coming from above her head.

She turned her head around and saw a patch of black. When she looked carefully at the material of the man's clothes, she saw that they were embroidered with the same black lines, and when she raised her head again, she saw a man's face, which was slightly darker than bronze, full of wildness. He wore a black brocade robe, and his facial features were deep like a knife.

Only then did Ye Wulan realize that he still had two chopsticks in his hand. She immediately understood and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Same here too."

That person raised his sword-like eyebrows and sized her up a few times. Then, he suddenly revealed a strange smile and asked with a voice that only she could hear, "It's actually a girl?"

Ye Wulan froze, seeing that he was staring at her nose with a smile on her face, she immediately raised her hand to touch her beard, only to realise that the quality of the glue that was just casually bought was poor, the left side of her beard was about to fall off, she immediately pushed down on her beard, cleared her throat, and lowered her head, about to rush out from the crowd.

Suddenly, he heard a loud shout behind him, "Stop!"

Just as she was about to resist, she suddenly felt a light pat on the other shoulder. When she turned around, she saw that the person had also been caught, but did not resist as if nothing had happened. She quietly said to her: "Help people to the end, if we were to run now, the girl will not have a good ending."

Damn it, if she had known that someone would come to save her, why would she have interfered?

At this moment, even his intestines turned green with regret …

In a certain county yamen's dungeon —

Ye Wulan was sitting in a corner of the cell, looking up at the moss, trying to figure out how wet the cell was. She could not help but roll her eyes at the wall, gritting her teeth: "I should not have gone crazy listening to your bullshit, now that both of us are in the cell, that girl might have already been ordered by the county magistrate!"

"Done? What's done? " The man in black turned his head and looked at her small figure huddled in the corner.

F * ck!

Ye Wulan rolled her eyes at the wall once again. This ancient people were nothing special, but they were extremely pure. She couldn't possibly say that the little girl had already been taken care of by the county magistrate, right?

She could not help but grumble in displeasure, "I'm afraid she won't be able to live any longer."

That person remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Even if we don't save her, she won't be able to live past tonight."

Ye Wulan turned around to look at him, only to see the corner of his mouth slightly tilted upwards. There was no pity in her eyes, but she was extremely confident.

"How can you be so sure?"

That person laughed and did not speak, he turned and looked at her, then bent down, easily ripping off her mustache. When Ye Wulan frowned and dodged, he chuckled, "You look like a child, why should I tell you so much? To send you to prison is to protect you in every possible way. You should not ask about anything else. "

Right now, what Ye Wulan hated the most was others treating her like a child. This girl had always been treated like a ten-year old child. Was it not her fault?

Her face darkened as she lowered her head to grit her teeth. When she raised her head again, she had an innocent smile on her face. "When will we be able to leave?"

"Tomorrow."

To-morrow

Ye Wulan let out a light breath. Forget it, it was going to be dark soon anyway, so she would have to trouble herself to find another tavern to stay at even if she had to stay outside. Although the dungeon was a little damp, she could still barely sleep on the dry grass beside it.

"You know how to take care of yourself." When that person saw her indifferent expression, he turned around and walked towards her, condescendingly looking at her.

"What else can I do? You're already kind enough to say that you're protecting me by letting me stay here. I can't possibly just barge out and look for trouble, can I? Besides, it's just a night. If I can't leave tomorrow, it won't be too late for me to think about it. "

"What's your name?"

"You will never change your name, or sit down and never change your surname, Ye Wulan." She broke off a piece of hay and stuffed it into her mouth, neither hot nor cold, but suddenly felt that the smell of the grass was extremely disgusting. She suddenly remembered that nobody knew who lived in this prison, and immediately vomited.

"Yu Nanlie." The man in black didn't hesitate at all. With one hand behind his back, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

"Oh!" She lowered her head to straighten her collar, but her body suddenly stiffened.

Yu Nanlie?

From what she had heard these few days, the appendage of the sky, Yu Nanlie, had once charged alone into the fifty thousand troops of the Futu to save her own sister, who was also the Ninth Princess, and this Yu Nanlie was even more of a legend on the battlefield of the appendage of the sky.

Although Ye Wulan didn't know exactly how many sons the appendage of the sky Emperor had, she had frequently heard of the Battle-King since she entered the Tian'an City.

Before she could regain her wits, a fragrant smell drifted into her nose. She suddenly raised her guard, thought for a moment, then closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

Just as she laid down, Yu Nanlie suddenly carried her. All the way, she did not open her eyes, but in an instant she felt that he had run out of the Sky Prison, and all the people hiding in the darkness had appeared, but they did not say anything. They were probably acting with just their eyes, and she secretly considered whether or not to leave, in the next moment, she felt like she was carried by someone, and they carried her all the way west.

Right, to the west. She had a natural instinct for direction.

West? Wasn't the west side the lair of the disorderly factions that were wreaking havoc in the Tian'an City? Could it be that this Yu Nanlie was purposely imprisoned in the Sky Prison by the county magistrate so as to not alert the enemy? Was he here to capture the rebels? But why was it so complicated? While he was thinking, his body suddenly … Ye Wulan finally could not hold it in anymore. Opening his eyes a crack, he saw thousands of soldiers who came out of nowhere holding torches in their hands, shining a bright light on the silent night.

"Wang, the leader of the Xu family has been captured." A man in armor knelt on one knee, holding a white cloth in his hands. The white cloth was wrapped around an object the size of a human head, and there was even blood dripping from it.

Without even thinking, one could tell that it was definitely a head inside the cloth.