The Regent's Koi Princess

Having lived in Qinyin Pavilion for so many years and being accustomed to seeing handsome men, Yue Niang has an almost obsessive obsession with good-looking men.

Especially the regent whom she loved so much but could never have.

Now looking at Zhao Shizong's extremely ugly square face, Yue Niang had an urge to take off her shoes and blow them on his face.

How could there be such an ugly person in this world? When she thought about the days ahead, when she would be entangled with Zhao Shizong for revenge, she wanted to die.

The more she looked at Zhao Shizong, the more hatred she felt in her heart.

Why does that man Jiang Che only have eyes for that bitch Lin Xi?

Why would Aunt Liu betray her?

How could that bastard Zhao Zhoucheng still be alive and well after destroying her innocence?

Why should she get entangled with Zhao Shizong?

she hates

I hate that this world is unfair.

The more Yue Niang thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the uglier her expression became.

Retracting her thoughts, Yue Niang resisted the urge to vomit, looked up at Zhao Shizong, and after a long while, she finally suppressed the nausea.

She stared at Zhao Shizong with tears in her eyes, almost making his heart tremble.

"General~"

Yue Niang called out softly, "Do you believe Ning'er so easily? Don't you despise Ning'er for being an orphan?"

After saying this, her tears flowed out as if they didn't need money.

Zhao Shizong...

Oh my god!

How can there be such a beautiful woman in this world who looks so beautiful even when she cries?

Seeing the beautiful woman crying, he felt extremely distressed, so he hated the shameless old man who bullied Ning'er even more.

So he cursed the ancestors of that old man, who were worse than beasts, in his heart.

He gently pulled Yue Niang up and sat on the chair first. Then he pressed Yue Niang on his legs and stretched out his hands to hold her loosely in his arms.

He rested his chin on Yue Niang's head, gentle as water, and coaxed her in a low voice: "My dear! Don't cry, or I will kill you if you cry again.

You just stay in the barracks from now on, and this general will find a way to take care of your health.

When Ning'er's body recovers, this general will marry her in a sedan chair carried by eight people.

This general promised Ning'er that he would never let you down in this life, and there would never be another woman.

From now on, we will live a good life together, and Ning'er will give me another bunch of fat boys."

"General~"

Yue Niang called out in a tender voice: "You are so good to Ning'er, how can you expect Ning'er to repay you?"

Yue Niang said pleasing words, but in fact, where Zhao Shizong couldn't see, her eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.

Although the military doctor did not explain, she knew her own body condition clearly. The perverted torture inflicted on her by Zhao Zhoucheng had made her physical condition very bad. Perhaps she would never be able to have her own children in this life.

She curled her lips and sneered, cursing in her heart: "You still dream of having a child? Humph! Yue Niang swears that she will make your Zhao family extinct from now on."

……

In a barren land five miles outside the Black Wind Hall

Fan Wenlan, who had been following secretly, led the Black Hawk Cavalry and finally caught up with Rong Qi and his party.

The moonlight was thin, and in the desolate land, the gaze between the two seemed to freeze the air.

Rong Qi's eyes flickered in the night, revealing a determination and vigilance that should not be underestimated. He could feel that the people in front of him were all top martial arts masters.

Based on his long experience in the martial arts world, it would be harder than climbing to the sky for them to escape unscathed today.

Because he could already feel the murderous aura emanating from the man in front of him.

He had to think carefully about how to escape, even if it meant sacrificing these Black Wind Hall disciples.

A cold smile appeared on Fan Wenlan's lips, and murderous aura permeated his body as if it were real.

With just a slight wave of his hand, the surrounding Black Hawk Cavalry suddenly dispersed silently like cheetahs in the shadows and surrounded Rong Qi and his group. Every movement revealed their well-trained tacit understanding and ruthlessness.

Rong Qi did not move, but the internal energy in his body was quietly circulating, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.

He knew very well that this battle was not only a matter of life and death, but also a contest of faith and loyalty, a fight between justice and evil.

A game where the winner is king and the loser is the bandit.

With a whoosh sound, a hidden arrow pierced the night sky and headed straight for Rong Qi's face. He dodged it easily by turning his body to the side. At the same time, he swung his hand back, and with a flash of cold light, he accurately shot down another hidden arrow that was shot at his companion.

A sneer of confidence appeared on Fan Wenlan's lips. He slowly took a step forward, and each step was like a heavy hammer hitting Rong Qi's heart.

In the moonlight, his handsome face was shrouded in a faint shadow, adding a bit of chilling majesty.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand slowly came out of the sheath, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, making a crisp and cold sound that echoed in the quiet night sky, as if it was the prelude to death.

“Rong Qi, you claim to be upholding justice, but you repeatedly become enemies of the righteous in the martial arts world. You people in the Black Wind Hall are simply devils. You are worse than animals, and you have killed so many righteous people.

Today is the day for you to pay for everything. This commander will annihilate all of you on behalf of all the righteous people in the world.

Die! Rong Qi. "

Fan Wenlan's voice was low and magnetic, yet it carried an unquestionable determination.

He swung his sword suddenly, and the sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the night sky and going straight to Rong Qi's vitals.

Rong Qi retreated violently, his toes lightly tapping the ground, leaving a trail of afterimages. The long sword in his hand also emitted a dazzling light, intertwining with Fan Wenlan's sword light.

For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, and each collision caused ripples visible to the naked eye, tearing apart the surrounding air.

Rong Qi looked at Fan Wenlan and asked loudly: "Who is here? I believe that I have no grudges against you in the recent past, so why do you want to be my enemy?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Wenlan looked at Rong Qi with an evil smile and said, "You villains are not qualified to know my name. This day next year will be your memorial day.

Look at the sword."

Before Fan Wenlan finished his words, his figure had turned into a black lightning. The long sword, wrapped in a biting cold wind, cut through the night sky and went straight to Rong Qi's heart.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air seemed to be ignited, leaving behind glaring white marks.

Rong Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, and the internal energy in his body boiled. He spun around suddenly, avoiding the fatal blow with incredible speed. The sword light left a long crack behind him, and dust flew up.

The distance between the two men was instantly shortened, and a crazy fighting spirit flashed in Fan Wenlan's eyes. He growled, and his sword became more powerful. Every strike carried the power to destroy the world, and he vowed to kill Rong Qi here.

Rong Qi was like a dragon playing in the water, his body extremely flexible, sometimes leaping up, sometimes diving. Every dodge was just right, and the collision of sword tips made a harsh sound of metal clashing, echoing in this desolate land, like the beating of a war drum, inspiring both sides to fight to the death.

After fighting for who knows how many rounds, Fan Wenlan saw the right opportunity and made a feint, and there was a "puff" sound.

Then a man let out a shrill scream: "Ah..."