The Destiny of Going to Hell

However, the servants did not dare to listen to Mingyu. After all, he was the Eighth Prince. In the end, Mingyu took Cuiling and left the house.

"Princess, princess, wait for me." Cui Ling dressed up as a servant. She was panting and finally stopped for a moment. She put her hands on her hips and let out short sighs.

After a closer look, Mingyu in front of him was also dressed as a man. "Ahem, Xiaoling, how many times have I told you to call me Master? Also, walk faster!"

There was a teasing smile between Mingyu's eyebrows, but because she was born beautiful, it was hard to make people angry.

Cui Ling hesitated, "Sir, let's not go to Wanxiang Tower, right? Can't we wait until another time?"

Mingyu refused, "No, I feel so bad when I think of how much my sister has suffered. I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I beat him up!"

Besides, others are neither brave enough nor reliable enough, so it is better for him to do it himself, Mingyu thought as he walked slowly, as fast as the wind.

Cui Ling had no choice but to hurry up and catch up. Alas, she couldn't persuade the young lady.

Mingyu walked in front, in a good mood. She first packed a spicy rabbit for her sister, and then went to play that shameless thing.

Wanxianglou is very grand, with people coming and going, and the sounds of street vendors and waiters attracting customers can be heard one after another.

After Mingyu took her seat, she just stared at the Eighth Prince's private room. Cuiling stood aside and helped Mingyu order food.

The Eighth Prince was a little depressed because of Minghui's affairs. Even the cook was taken away by Minghui. He couldn't find a chef he liked for a while, so he had to come to Wanxiang Tower to have a meal.

Mingyu found out that Yinsi had been eating here these days.

Mingyu, who had been keeping an eye on the Eighth Prince's box, soon saw the Eighth Prince walking out drunk, accompanied by the Tenth Prince, who was also reeking of alcohol.

Mingyu saw the two of them coming out arm in arm, and she quickly gestured to Cuiling to follow them.

From afar, the Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince walked into a dark road.

"Alright." Mingyu couldn't hide the eagerness in her eyes after following the two for a while, but Cuiling was still a little timid, "Princess, what if someone finds out about what happened today?"

"What's going on today? It's a dark alley, and the Eighth and Tenth Princes can't see their faces when they walk in. It's reasonable for them to see through them and rob them for money, right? What does this have to do with me?"

The night was endless, with occasional lights in the alley. The Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince supported each other and muttered to themselves, but because they were drunk, their pronunciation was unclear and no one could understand what they were saying.

Cui Ling and Ming Yu followed behind the two men at a distance. One of them was holding a sack in his hand, and his footsteps were slow and light.

When the Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince reached the corner, Mingyu and Cuiling stepped forward, put sacks over their heads, and kicked them viciously in the knees.

In a moment, the two men fell to the ground, but although they were drunk, they were men after all, and they had practiced martial arts since childhood.

Even with their heads covered, Mingyu and Cuiling soon found that they could no longer control themselves. Mingyu was even nearly punched and the sack was about to be taken away.

But at this moment, a man with a tall and mighty figure, as powerful as a mountain, with a domineering look on his face, holding two sacks in his hands, was stunned for a moment.

Then he reacted and immediately punched the Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince on the head.

He knocked the men unconscious to the ground, and struck them both ruthlessly, directly in the shoulders and abdomen.

Mingyu was delighted. Where did this kind-hearted person come from?

She quickly thanked the man, and the man touched his nose and said, "You're welcome. I was going to beat them up too."

The person who came was Nian Gengyao, who came here in response to the Fourth Prince's order, but he did not expect that someone had gotten there before him, and it was a woman.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you for your help." Mingyu raised her head and looked at Nian Gengyao in the dim light, but suddenly she was stunned.

"Brother Nian?"

Hearing Mingyu's name, Nian Gengyao was stunned for a moment. He looked carefully and found that the woman dressed as a man was actually Princess Mingyu.

Actually, he had known Princess Mingyue when he had just passed the imperial examination. However, many years had passed and the little girl had grown into a beautiful young lady.

The two men took the money bags from the Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince, took the silver and money, threw the bags away, then calmly straightened their sleeves and left refreshed.

It was as if they were not the ones who had just hit someone.

"Brother Nian, why didn't you write to let me know when you returned to the capital?"

"I just got back yesterday, and I haven't settled down yet."

The two of them talked as they walked, and they seemed to be in a good relationship.

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Wanxianglou

Someone knocked on the door of the box where Minghui was sitting. She poured herself a glass of wine and said, "Come in."

Originally Minghui was planning to take action when she saw Mingyu was at a disadvantage, but when Nian Gengyao showed up, she knew she didn't need to show up.

The Fourth Prince still had that expressionless look on his face. "Princess Minghui really cares about her sister."

Minghui changed her gentle expression and said, "Fourth Prince, Mingyu is not someone you can plot against. If you plot against Mingyu, I will fight you to the death."

Seeing Minghui showing her fangs, Yinzhen felt even more touched. It really looked like Laifu when he was angry.

"Princess Minghui, you are worrying too much. It is just a coincidence." Yinzhen twirled the beads in his hand. It was not a coincidence.

He knew that Nian Gengyao and Mingyu knew each other, so he sent Nian Gengyao to do this.

Firstly, he had indeed been unhappy with Yinsi for a long time. Secondly, he wanted to vent his anger for Minghui. Thirdly, if he could deal with Mingyu, wouldn't he have more excuses and reasons to get close to Minghui?

Minghui naturally knew that the Fourth Prince was attracted to her, but it was just a pushover. This introverted man was not her choice in this world.

After all, it would be too slow to wait until Yinzhen came to the throne to deal with the Eighth Prince, and the blow to the Eighth Prince by Lao Kang would not be as severe.

"It's just a coincidence. I have something else to do in the mansion. Please enjoy your time, Fourth Prince. I'm leaving now."

Minghui started to walk away. The Fourth Prince stared at Minghui's back with a smile on his face.

When they returned home, Mingyu threw herself into Minghui's arms and said, "Sister, I brought you your favorite spicy rabbit. Come and try it!"

Seeing Mingyu relying on her, Minghui felt very warm in her heart, "I heard that you knew Nian Shuangfeng? How come I didn't know?"

When Mingyu heard her sister mention Nian Gengyao, a blush appeared on her fair face. "We knew each other before. At that time, my sister was obsessed with the love of the Eighth Prince. How could I have the nerve to tell her?"

Seeing Mingyu's shy look, Minghui knew that Mingyu was moved.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Sister, come and try the spicy rabbit. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Mingyu quickly changed the subject. Minghui smiled and pinched Mingyu's face. "I won't ask."

She will protect Mingyu. No matter what happens between her and Nian Gengyao, she will never let Mingyu get hurt.

On the second day, the Eighth and Tenth Princes were still unconscious and were mistaken for corpses by passers-by and reported to the authorities.