Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

He had been practicing martial arts at Yun's house for more than a month when someone finally came to visit. Ting He was very surprised and wanted to see who the visitor was and what he was trying to say.

After letting the maid come in, I found out that it was someone from the Prince's mansion. It turned out that the wedding day granted by His Majesty was approaching, and the Prince could not bear the pressure and sent someone to look for her, but the attitude was still very bad.

Would Ting He tolerate those arrogant people? He kicked one of them twice and threw him out of Yun Mansion, while he was enjoying the food happily.

Late at night, the prince rode in a wooden wheelchair and accompanied by four guards, secretly came to Yun Mansion and talked with Ting He for half an hour.

Although it is not known what agreement the two finally reached, we only know that there is a miracle doctor beside the prince who can help him stand up temporarily, and then the prince and Tinghe will have a martial arts competition in broad daylight to decide the winner. The loser will be responsible for finding a way to find His Majesty to revoke the order and cancel the engagement, and the winner will have to agree to one condition of the loser, any condition will do.

Tinghe's eyes rolled around, she looked up and smiled, high-fived the prince and swore an oath, as if she had seen herself winning. She politely sent the prince away and agreed to go to the prince's mansion tomorrow to accept the challenge.

The prince narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly. He had absolute confidence in himself. Humph, he was just a loser, how could he beat him? Even if he was disabled, he would never lose if he gave Yun Tinghe ten thousand chances. The best thing would be to be his defeated opponent and then ask His Majesty to cancel the engagement.

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As expected, Ting He arrived at the Prince's Mansion early the next day. Some maids and servants who were tactful politely called her the Crown Princess, while those who were not tactful secretly looked at her with contempt, then bowed perfunctorily and disappeared from her sight.

The prince had long ago set up a special martial arts arena in his mansion to facilitate the competition between the two. Although this was carried out in secret, a lot of information leaked out. Many people knew about today's martial arts competition, but they were unable to enter the prince's mansion and watch it in person, so they felt very sorry.

On the spacious martial arts training ground in the Prince's Mansion, the sun shone down, illuminating a golden color. Prince Yu Linyuan and Yun Tinghe stood at opposite ends, their eyes as sharp as torches, exuding a firm will to fight.

The prince might have been temporarily cured by the miracle doctor, and he was standing at the other end with an upright and graceful posture. Every breath of his body seemed to contain endless power. He was holding a folding fan in his left hand and waving it slightly, but his eyes revealed excitement and confidence in victory.

Yun Tinghe was wearing a training suit made of light material and simple style, which set off her graceful figure as light as a swallow and revealed her aura that should not be underestimated. She held a long sword in her hand, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, flashing with cold light, revealing a deadly threat.

The moment the competition began, the prince rushed out as swift as a cheetah, with the wind whistling and the sound of breaking through the air. Ting He flashed and cleverly avoided the prince's attack. At the same time, the long sword in his hand danced, drawing beautiful and deadly arcs.

The two men fought back and forth, fists and kicks exchanged, swords flew, the prince's strength and Tinghe's agility collided with each other, bursting out fierce sparks, their movements were as fast as lightning, making people dazzled, leaving only blurry figures.

The air was filled with tension. The maids and servants watching the fight were all watching this thrilling competition nervously, as if they could hear the sound of their own heartbeats. Who would win this contest and become the final winner? Everyone was waiting to see.

Finally, Ting He nimbly dodged the wind from the prince's fan, used his sword to flexibly block the oncoming force, flipped sideways and kicked the prince in the chest. By the time the prince had no time to react and landed, Ting He's sword had already landed on the prince's neck, and he was now winking and smiling at him coquettishly.

The depressed prince was full of anger and looked at Ting He with bloodshot eyes. He was about to scold her, but when he saw Ting He smiling and winking at him, he suddenly felt blinded by Ting He's smile. His heartbeat accelerated for no reason and he stuttered. He suppressed his anger and said with red ears:

"How can a useless person like you have such strong fighting power? However, I will keep my word. Since I lost, I will agree to one condition according to the agreement. I hope you will pay more attention to the cancellation of the engagement and ask our father to cancel the engagement for us as soon as possible."

After saying that, the prince turned his head awkwardly and withdrew his gaze embarrassedly, not daring to look at Ting He's beautiful smile.

Ting He stroked the long sword in his hand, making a beautiful sword flower, walked over and helped the prince up personally, patted his back and whispered:

"Since I won, I'll make a condition. My condition is that you become my little follower until the engagement is cancelled, and you have to be available at my beck and call until the engagement is cancelled. Then we can live our own lives and marry freely."

After saying this, Tinghe, who had helped the prince up and handed him over to the guards, clapped his hands, casually stuck the sword into the ground, and left with a laugh in a cool manner under the stunned gazes of a group of people in the prince's mansion.

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Ting He walked all the way back to the Yun family compound, happy as if she had made a fortune. She felt so happy that she kept talking to System Lao Liu in her mind:

"Hey, you see, I just made a move and brought the plot back on track. Now that I have defeated Yu Linyuan, he has become my little follower. Hehe, if I can't find a way to resolve the engagement, won't I be able to drag Yu Linyuan down for life? Then wouldn't this task be easy to do? As long as I make Yu Linyuan fall in love with me, I will support him to sit firmly on the throne, and then we can have children and love each other for the rest of our lives. Isn't that a piece of cake, hehe."

System Laoliu smiled awkwardly, nodded and praised a few words, then went away with an excuse to be busy. Ting He didn't care either. He returned to the Yun family and ate and drank, still thinking about what to do next.

It was not even late at night yet, and another group of men in black broke into Yun's residence, disturbing Ting He's sleep. In anger, he took out the copied Taizu Panlong Stick from the space and walked out. In less than half a minute, he had dealt with all the men in black.

After arresting several leaders, they refused to tell the truth when questioned in detail. Ting He sneered and used the truth talisman, only then did they learn that they were the assassins sent by the Ning Palace. They came to Yun's house because of the gold mine that Ting He accidentally took out, which attracted the investigation of the Ning Palace and other forces.

Ting He unhappily took out a piece of gold ore and studied it repeatedly. After a while, he finally reacted and shouted:

"No way? They wouldn't think that I control an entire gold mine, so they sent people to my new house to investigate, wanting to know where my gold mine comes from. Then they will grab the gold mine and support their rebellion or something. Oh, this is crazy. I never thought that taking out a small gold mine would cause such a big mess. However, the gold mine must have a source, right? Why not think about it and give the gold mine a source as well?"