The prince wanted to die, and the doctor raised her hand and slapped him

Seeing his beloved wife being beaten like a dog, Marquis Guangyang was furious!

"Bitch! You hurt my beloved wife. I will grind you to dust!"

Marquis Guangyang gathered all his internal strength and, when he was still three meters away from Su Yinyue, he couldn't wait to slap her!

Su Yinyue wanted to hide.

A clear male voice came from the wind, "Princess, just vent your anger. I will take care of Marquis Guangyang."

As soon as Marquis Guangyang made his move, Jiang Zaiyu went to meet it.

"Oh!"

The air was compressed rapidly, and a barely perceptible explosion sound was heard.

After the palm-to-palm fight, Marquis Guangyang took several steps back.

His fingers were crackling and his eyes were about to spit fire.

Love for his beloved wife prevailed, and Marquis Guangyang suppressed the surging blood in his body and rushed forward again.

"Zheng!"

Jiang Zai Yu drew the sword from Ye Qing's waist, made a sword flower, and flew forward.

He casually swung his other hand, neutralizing his counterattacks one by one, blocking his way out.

Marquis Guangyang rushed back and watched the tip of the sword grow from small to large, finally filling his entire eye sockets!

The bright light, carrying a chilling murderous intent, stopped just millimeters away from the pupil.

Then he raised the tip of the sword and drew the most popular flower between the eyebrows in the capital for Marquis Guangyang.

"hiss!"

Jiang Zai Ling came with the dignitaries and saw this scene.

"Fifth brother, please show mercy!"

Marquis Guangyang felt a pain between his eyebrows, reached out his hand and touched it, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

Gritting his teeth, "You!"

"boom!"

Jiang Zai Yu raised his sword again and cut off the hair crown on Marquis Guangyang's head!

The crown of hair was broken into two pieces, and the hair was scattered and fluttering.

shame!

What a shame!

Guangyang Hou's blood pressure went off the charts, his eyes were red with anger, "Prince Yu, you are going too far!"

As he said this, he wanted to rush forward and get beaten.

Jiang Zai Ling, who had reacted, held him down and said, "Zheng Yu, calm down!"

"You are a marquis, and if you attack the king, it will be regarded as treason, do you know?"

"Do you want to die?"

Guangyang Hou Yan Zhengyu's head was filled with blood and he couldn't care about anything.

"Prince, don't stop me!"

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Jiang Zai Ling spoke the truth as soon as he opened his mouth, "Your martial arts skills are low, and you can't beat the fifth brother. What can you do except get beaten if you rush forward?"

"If you want to save my wife, you must calm down first and discuss it with Princess Yu!"

Hearing this, Yan Zhengyu looked towards the field.

At this moment, Su Yinyue was laughing with her mouth wide open, revealing her back teeth.

She is not fighting alone, how can she not be happy?

"Anyone who wants me dead will go to hell!"

Su Yinyue stopped laughing, and her cold expression made Fang Yuerou, who had relaxed upon hearing that Marquis Guangyang had arrived, jump with fear.

"You, don't come over here, Zhao Lang, save me..."

Supporting his body with his hands on his hind legs, Pighead cried loudly.

"Wow, Rou'er is scared..."

Su Yinyue jumped up and kicked Fang Yuerou in the face.

"what!!"

"puff!"

Fang Yuerou fell to the ground on her side, and two teeth mixed with blood spurted out.

Su Yinyue smiled with satisfaction, "I knocked out two of your teeth, one more than Su Qinning. By comparison, I still love you more."

Fang Yuerou slowly crawled towards Yan Zhengyu, stretched out her arms, and said weakly: "Zhao Lang, save me..."

Seeing this scene made him feel more painful than digging out Yan Zhengyu's heart alive.

Jiang Zailing, who was standing in front of him, yelled, "Rou'er was seriously injured by that bitch, how can you expect me to stay calm?"

Hearing the word "bitch", Jiang Zai Yu's eyes darkened.

"Seek death!"

The sword moves quickly and sharply.

Jiang Zai Ling opened his hands and stood in front of Yan Zhengyu.

"Fifth brother, Zhengyu's words were unintentional. Please be magnanimous and forgive him."

Jiang Zaiyu said in a deep voice: "Third brother, get out of the way!"

"Fifth brother, calm down!"

Jiang Zailing said earnestly, "Things haven't been clarified yet, let's sit down and talk it out - ah!"

Jiang Zai Yu stretched out his wrist, and the two-finger-wide sword slapped him away.

"Fifth brother, you really hit me!"

Jiang Zai Ling screamed in disbelief, his figure drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground.

Face down, no longer moving.

"Prince!!"

Du Qilan was worried about her husband, so she pushed the maid away and threw herself in front of Jiang Zailing.

"Let me see where you're hurt?"

Jiang Zailing raised his head in agony.

I saw a red swelling two fingers wide on his right cheek, and the pattern on the sword was clearly visible.

"..."

It's a bit tragic, and a bit funny.

Du Qilan's silence was deafening.

After a while, she whispered, "How will this end?"

Jiang Zai Ling touched the redness and swelling on his face, grimacing in pain, and said angrily.

"Never mind, let Guangyang Hou die."

Du Qilan hesitated, "But how do I explain this to my father..."

Talk about it, talk about it, make trouble.

The incident happened in Prince Jin's mansion, so he could not escape the responsibility.

Jiang Zai Ling rubbed his face, glanced at one of the guests present, and his eyes lit up.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard a heart-wrenching cry.

"King Yu, don't!"

Following the sound, Jiang Zai Ling was so frightened that he forgot to breathe when he saw Jiang Zai Yu pierce Yan Zhengyu's chest with a sword.

“Fifth brother!!”

"Zhengyu!!!"

Jiang Zai Ling was sweating profusely. He jumped up from the ground and rushed over.

"Call the doctor! Call the doctor quickly!"

He rushed to Yan Zhengyu and looked down.

The tip of the sword pierced through his chest.

Jiang Zai Ling almost fainted on the spot!

He was filled with grief and indignation, "Fifth brother, why is it so? Why is it so?"

He shook his head and sighed at the pale-faced Yan Zhengyu, "Zhengyu, you, what can I say about you..."

"Pfft!"

Jiang Zai Yu put away his sword.

Blood gushed out and soon formed a small pit on the ground.

Yan Zhengyu's tall body shook, but he held on with all his strength and did not fall down.

Get down on one knee.

"Zhao Lang!!"

Fang Yuerou spat out another mouthful of blood and stumbled towards Yan Zhengyu.

Su Yinyue kicked her knee, and her knee hit the ground heavily.

If I continue to be weak, I will be separated from my husband forever.

Fang Yuerou yelled, "Su Yinyue, my aunt is the Consort Shu, how dare you touch me!"

Su Yinyue patted her face lightly, crushing her self-confidence that came from nowhere bit by bit.

"Even if Concubine Shu wanted to save you, she is far away in the palace and cannot come to the Prince's Mansion at this moment."

Fang Yuerou knelt on the ground and begged, "Princess, I was wrong. I shouldn't have pushed you!"

"I am the one who offended you. I kowtow to you. Please ask the prince to stop and not touch Zhao Lang!"

"Zhao Lang is my life. If he dies, I will die!"

Su Yinyue found it funny, "Why do you think I would let you live?"

Fang Yuerou's eyes were filled with fear.

On the other side, Jiang Zai Ling sighed, bent his fingers to seal the major acupoints on Yan Zhengyu's body, and stopped the bleeding.

"You won't be impulsive now, will you?"

He came in a hurry and received the most severe beating.

Yan Zhengyu, who had recovered, spoke in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, I was wrong."

"Please ask the princess to stop. If you have anything to say, come to me. Rou'er is delicate and her body can't bear it."

Jiang Zai Yu returned the sword to Ye Qing and stood with his hands behind his back.

"You should ask the princess for this."

Yan Zhengyu disdained to communicate with the fierce woman and provoked her.

"Your Majesty, you are a prince. Do you allow a woman to ride on your head and bully you?"

As he finished speaking, a shoe hit him.

Su Yinyue rolled up her sleeves and strode over.

"Your mother is dead!"

"Your dad personally sent you the big mouthful of food you love!"