After the princess entered the palace, the war god prince broke his back

"My little beauty, shout as much as you can, but it won't help even if you scream your throat out!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the little beauty's tearful look is so pitiful. Her shouting makes me even more eager. Come here, you..."

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When Fengchuan passed through the alley, he found that there seemed to be three or five fat and big-eared men teasing a woman deep in the alley.

Because the woman had her back to him, he could not see her face clearly.

But this did not affect his chivalrous heart. Especially at this moment, he was just worried about where to vent his anger. He immediately flew forward and shouted with a strong sense of justice: "This is really unreasonable. How dare you rob a woman in broad daylight? Is there any law?"

The five men who were in high spirits were startled by the sudden roar and jumped up in fear. But when they looked back and saw that Fengchuan was the only one there, they couldn't help but become ferocious again.

"Where did this skinny chicken come from? Grandpa, I advise you to go back to where you came from, or you might die without knowing how!"

"Yes, get out of here now. We don't have time to deal with you now. If you're going crazy, get out of here!"

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The five men did not take Fengchuan seriously at all. Although Fengchuan was a major general, he suffered from his appearance.

He is the type of gentleman who is as gentle as jade and elegant as a gentleman, and he always gives people a warm feeling like a spring breeze.

But this warmth cannot impress the bad guys who are committing crimes, but instead will encourage them.

"Oh, you are a good-looking young man. How about after the grandfathers have favored the little beauty, they will favor you as well."

"Tsk tsk tsk, grandpas have never favored a man before, the young master will be blessed later."

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Fengchuan was shocked. He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life.

He was a man of seven feet tall and dignified, but he was humiliated by a group of hooligans. He immediately narrowed his eyes and drew his sword and stepped forward: "Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the five men like lightning.

When the five men saw Feng Chuan actually dared to make a move, they were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, this weak pretty boy actually dared to make a move, brothers, come on, teach him a lesson!"

One of them shouted and rushed towards Fengchuan, waving the stick in his hand.

Fengchuan curled his lips and smiled, and dodged flexibly. In an instant, the long sword in his hand stabbed at the man's arm. With a scream of "Ah!", the man's arm was pierced by his sword, and blood gushed out from the blood hole.

The other four then stopped joking and rushed towards Fengchuan with weapons in hand, roaring. Little did they know that this seemingly gentle and weakling actually had superb swordsmanship and was agile, and in just a cup of tea, he knocked them all down.

They no longer had the arrogance they had just now, and they all covered their bloody wounds and begged for mercy: "Grandpa, please spare our lives. We are blind and don't recognize a great man. Please show mercy!"

Feng Chuan then put away his sword and glanced at them coldly: "I will spare your lives today, but if you do it again, I will not let you off easily. Get out!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the woman who was being molested, and whispered, "Girl, are you okay?"

The woman was obviously still in shock, but when she saw Feng Chuan, her eyes immediately lit up. She tugged at his collar and said pitifully, "Thank you for saving my life, sir. I... I'm fine."

Looking at the beautiful face of the girl, Feng Chuan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly pulled back his collar and coughed softly: "Girl, it's getting late, where do you live? I'll take you home!"

Looking somewhere in the distance, he sighed quietly.

Forget it. He was originally going to settle accounts with Pei Zhiyan, but now that he has met this delicate and pitiful girl, he will just send her home first and avenge the slap another day.

Feng Chuan saw that the girl was so pitiful, and he couldn't help but feel pity for her. But the girl replied, "Sir, I have no way to repay your kindness. If you don't mind, I am willing to follow you back to your mansion and be your slave to repay you for saving my life."

Fengchuan frowned when he heard this. He had never thought of taking in a strange woman. What's more, he only had a few loyal servants in his house, not to mention maids. Like his master, he didn't even have a mother in his house.

It's not that he is misogynistic, but he has only been running his own mansion for a short time. The few servants in the mansion were all arranged by Butler Jiang. There were no maids in Prince Yan's Mansion at the beginning, so naturally there were no maids in his mansion either. He has always lived like this and thinks it should be this way.

Therefore, when he heard that the woman in front of him wanted to go back to his house with him, he quickly opened his mouth and politely refused: "Miss, my house is full of rough men, not suitable for you, you should go home quickly. Seeing injustice on the road and drawing a sword to help is what every ambitious person should do. I don't need you to repay me!"

The woman's eyes lit up when she heard this, but then tears fell again and she said, "My lord, my name is Wan'er. My family has suffered a tragedy, my parents are dead, and I am left alone. If you hadn't saved me today, I would have died. I don't ask for anything else, I just want to be by your side and do what I can to repay you for saving my life."

Her clear eyes were filled with sincerity and pleading, which made her already beautiful face even more delicate and tempting. Any man would not be able to refuse.

Feng Chuan was not a heartless person. Although he did not want to take Wan'er in, he thought that he would marry Jun Wan the day after tomorrow, and some things in the mansion really needed a woman to take care of them, so he agreed: "Miss Wan'er, I will get married the day after tomorrow, and I really need a female worker. If you don't mind, please come back with me."

Upon hearing this, Wan'er stopped crying immediately. She said with a smile, "Thank you very much for taking me in, sir. I will definitely take good care of the affairs of your mansion!"

The moment she looked up at Fengchuan, there was a bit more sincerity in her eyes.

Feng Chuan was also looking down at her, and as he looked at the flash of light that passed by, he couldn't help but shiver.

Oh my god, he suddenly thought of the ghost-faced Rakshasa woman just now. Especially when compared with the delicate and exquisite young woman in front of him, the Rakshasa woman looked even more hideous.

But since he has made up his mind to be a gigolo, no, a loyal man who devotes his life to his master until his death, he will be a gigolo to the end.

As long as he keeps having sex with his girlfriend, no one will be able to tell that he is a scumbag!

Thinking of this, a look of ambition emerged on his face, and even his voice became heroic and high-spirited: "Miss Wan'er, go back home and prepare the betrothal gifts!"

Wan'er quickly followed his pace and smiled secretly, "Yes, sir!"

After saying this, she quietly pulled up his collar again.

Feng Chuan was determined to keep his wife company until the end, so he would never flirt with other women. He pushed her away again and said seriously, "Miss Wan'er, men and women should not touch each other. If you continue to be so ignorant, I will not be able to agree to your request!"

Hearing this, Wan'er's smile widened, but she replied with fear and trepidation: "Master, I understand. I... I just found a place to stay for the time being, and I was too excited... I have no bad intentions, I am just too grateful to you!"

Hearing this, Feng Chuan didn't know what to say, but when he turned around and saw her ragged clothes, he couldn't help but feel pity for her: "Well! Let's go back home and make two sets of clothes first..."