Village Girl Struggle

Gao Han looked at Du Hong's dying appearance, and couldn't help feeling refreshed.

Shouted with a big laugh, "Master Du Hou! Master Du Hou!"

While patting Du Hong's face with the fan handle in his hand, "My son is coming to see you."

Du Hong had a calm face, motionless, like a sleeping stone statue.

Gao Han suddenly felt a little regretful.

Wealth does not return to the hometown, just like a beautiful night.

Full of hatred for eighteen years, he finally returned from studying art, only to find that the enemy had already been turned into bones.

Gao Han is this kind of regret at this time.

Alas, Du Hong ran on himself back then, but he was merciless in his mouth and his subordinates were not polite. They damaged a lot of his loyal subordinates, especially the beauty of Ningxue, with a beautiful body and a soft voice. Wanxuan, relying on this ability to inquire good news, several Beijing officials were drawn to the alpine camp in this way...

It's a pity that it was ruined by Du Hong's man.

Gao Han felt annoyed when he thought about it. He used his ivory-bone clay gold fan to hit Du Hong's face forcefully, making a snapping sound.

The people accompanying on both sides were silent. Among them was a fifth-rank military commander, but he was the second prince. Seeing Gao Han's actions like this, I really didn't agree with him.

But Du Shun outside the house heard that Lord Hou was beaten in the house. He stood up and staggered to the door. However, he was punched to the ground by the alpine guard and stepped on one foot again. Du Shun's chest rolled and rolled.

Du Shun was also a tough guy, biting without making a sound, but the blood from the corners of his mouth kept oozing out.

The military commander waited for a while, and finally persuaded, "Young Master Han calms down, it is more useful for Master Du Hou to live. If Young Master Han misses, it would be a pity to kill him."

Rumors are spreading in the capital nowadays. Every high school is evaluating the situation, and the second prince wants to become emperor, but still owes the wind.

The emperor and the other princes still don't know where they fled, and they can't say when they will kill the carbine.

There were only five thousand guards in the capital controlled by the second prince, and there was no guarantee that the imperial guards would have a heart for the emperor. Although there were more than five hundred Ningyuan Palace’s refined soldiers into the capital, after all And the second prince can only be regarded as an alliance, not a single heart,

However, the leader of the 10,000 cavalry camps stationed on the outskirts of Beijing is unclear. Afraid is also watching the limelight.

Although the Ningyuan Palace promised to provide support of 20,000 cavalry, those cavalry were far in the northwest, and it would take nearly a month before they actually arrived. What's more, King Ningyuan's plans over the years are not trivial. In case the covenant is destroyed by the time, he will come directly to the capital, and the second prince will be in danger. Therefore, Gao Han could offend the dignitaries in Beijing arbitrarily (he had been offended almost anyway), but the second prince still had to keep his reputation for benevolence.

Now. It's far from the time to do whatever you want!

This trick of humiliating face-to-face, naturally has to make the other party sober to be interesting.

Gao Han took back his ivory fan graciously, but his eyes turned to Du Shun, who was stepped on at the door.

"Master Du Hou hasn't been awake in these few days. It must be your slave who is lazy and has not been able to take care of him. Why do you keep it?"

Gao Han's eyes showed viciousness. Xie Xie sneered, looking back for his subordinates.

But he said to a pudgy guard, "Liu Liu. You take care of this unused thing and take care of Master Du Hou. Be careful, don’t let the fourth son of the capital, Master Hou die. ."

The short and fat guard's eyes were like mung beans, and his eyes were scratched on the face of the person on the couch. Showing a greedy and evil look, he responded with a grin. "Yes, the subordinates obey."

There are thousands of American men in Beijing, but there is no one who is as pure and handsome as Du Houye to the extreme.

Normally, such a noble son would just take one more look, and he would have to be stripped of his skin and bones. Naturally, he would not dare to be courageous in his identity, but now that noble son can't move or speak, isn't he still able to do whatever he wants?

The chunky guard couldn't help but swallow.

Gao Han saw his appearance in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel more relaxed in his heart, and laughed loudly.

People on both sides followed and laughed a few times, but each had its own meaning.

After all, these people are all men, and they feel a little frustrated just thinking about them.

This Liu Liu heard that he is a good man, and in such a wretched form, if he is really asked to "take care" of the incomparable and handsome Du Hou, the consequences can be imagined...

Everyone thought that if they were in the situation of Master Du Hou, it would be better to die quickly.

Although Du Shun, who was stepped on the ground, didn't know Liu Liu's hobbies, he still heard Gao Han's slightly ambiguous laugh in the self-buzzing tinnitus.

Du Shun struggling hard, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and somehow, he roared, and burst out a supernatural power, knocking down the person who was stepping on him, and grabbing the person's long sword with his uninjured hand. His eyes were red, as if he was about to bleed, and with the blood on his face, it was even more like a tiger mad after a serious injury. The sword in his hand danced with cold light, and he rushed towards Gao Han.

Gao Han had his own bodyguard to stop him.

Gao Han held his hands behind his back, frowned, and commanded with a cold expression, "You don't need to stay alive, you will be killed."

Du Hong's subordinates are loyal, and loyalty is respectable, but it is a pity that non-friends are enemies.

Du Shun was an outburst of divine power in his indignation. With his loneliness and enthusiasm, he danced fiercely with the sword. For a while, many guards couldn't help him. This person is desperate, but these guards can survive. Well, who wants to fight with his life? Anyway, this person can't hold on for long, this kind of play can at most be within a hundred moves...

Sure enough, Du Shun was full of flaws after fifty or sixty moves, either with a knife in the back or a sword in his leg.

There were more and more wounds, large and small, and Du Shun was already a blood man.

Gao Han was standing in the courtyard, holding his hands and watching, as if he was admiring some interesting beauty.

With only a jingle sound, Du Shun's arm was hit by a stick from a guard, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

At this time, Du Shun's both hands were hanging down softly, and he had obviously lost the power to fight again.

A guard holding a knife took advantage of the situation and wiped Du Shun's throat!

With so many of them hitting one, they had reached fifty or sixty strokes. This fell in the eyes of Young Master Han, and I was afraid that they would be blamed for not having to do their best, so I should hurry up and kill this person so that I can make a deal with Young Master Han.

Du Shun himself knew that there was no hope anymore. The only regret was that he could not hurt that **** fellow.

Du Shun closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the final blow.

Lord Hou, forgive my subordinates for being incompetent...

But when he heard the ding sound, the blade of Du Shun's throat was about to collide with something vigorously, and he was knocked to the side.

Everyone looked up, but saw a few people walking down the steps at the entrance of this small courtyard.

She was a woman in Tsing Yi who was in her thirties. She was neither fat nor thin, nor ugly or handsome. She couldn't find it when she was thrown into the crowd. She was the kind of ordinary woman who could buy groceries in the market with a basket. ,

However, the iron lotus seed held between the woman's fingers, seeing the blood on the ground still looks expressionless, and showed everyone that this cliff is a master not to be underestimated.

And behind this woman, there were a few people who followed each with their own characteristics.

A handsome young boy, a handsome young boy.

A man like an iron tower, a woman like an iron tower.

Four guards dressed in identical uniforms.

The general looked at him a little bit dumbfounded. They didn't know any of these people. How did they get into the lower courtyard of the heavily guarded Baiyun Hall?

I couldn't help turning my gaze to Gao Han for an explanation...unless these people belonged to the Ningyuan Palace.

Gao Hanyan was not blind, and of course he saw this bunch of visitors.

Looking at Jiang Ying, who was dressed as a men's clothing, she swaggered into front of her. Gao Han's expression changed several times, and she almost didn't know whether she was happy or angry.

Jiang Ying's presence here at this time indicates that the people he sent did not succeed in getting around Jiang Ying, but used the last trick: using Du Hong to lure Jiang Ying back to the capital.

I knew that the stupid woman didn't get enough, and wasted a lot of time, so that she could not even successfully settle a nail by Jiang Ying!

"Just know you will come, my good sister."

Gao Han opened the fan with a sweeping sound, so he shook his chest a few times unpredictably.

This sentence was abrupt. Not only were the guards of the Ningyuan Palace next to Gao Han inexplicably, they were also the military commanders of the Second Prince and a line of people, and both eyes were almost out of reach.

The military commander muttered tightly in his heart.

The ugly woman like the Tower of Mona is actually Gao Han's sister?

If this is really a sister, then this ugly woman's mother-in-law also has a similar respect. I didn't expect King Ningyuan's taste to be so unique!

Jiang Ying stood still in the open space in the courtyard, and glanced at Du Shun, who was covered in blood and was too weak to stand up.

But it was Wang Chougu who stepped forward, ignoring the numerous guards who faced each other with swords, and supported Du Shun.

This Du Shun is Du Hong's confidant, and Wang Chougu also knows it. At this time, seeing her acquaintance hurt like this, she couldn't help showing sympathy and went to help.

Seeing Wang Chou's aunt, Ding Bao passed by himself, helped the other side, and carried most of Du Shun's body weight on himself.

Although he didn't know Du Shun, he thought that since it was the person Ms. Jiang wanted to save, he would do it herself, and it would be bad for a woman to support a big man who was not a relative.

Jiang Ying looked at him, but he had a higher evaluation of Ning Bao.

But he sneered slightly at Gao Han.

"Young Master Han ordered people to spread the word for thousands of miles, how dare I not come?"

She has almost no flaws in pretending to be a man, but when she speaks, she reveals the truth that she is a woman.

But ignoring the crowd, he walked forward and looked inside the house, "Where are the people?"

Jiang Ying's gaze fell on the body that looked like a stone statue on the bed, and the polite smirk on his face suddenly froze. He took a deep breath before turning back and commanding, "Wei Dongweixi, you go and remove a door panel. He lifted it up."

Wei Dong Weixi answered the order and left.

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