Want to tease the prince, the cat is soft and delicate

Xuanyuan Che held Mei Susu's little hand without saying a word, but he had already kept these words in his heart.

ring……

The carriage slowly passed through the downtown area and headed towards the palace.

On Liu Gao's side, he chased the peeping man from Shangjingxuan all the way to a narrow and dark alley.

The air was filled with the fishy smell of horses. Liu Gao threw the scimitar in his hand high up, and then caught it back easily.

Facing the dark alley, there was a smile on his cold face, as if he was teasing his prey.

"If I were you, I would run to the mansion." He laughed and said, "If you come here, no one will support you."

Liu Gao's words seemed to be spoken to the air, but deep in the dark alley, an inaudible breathing sound became clearer after he finished speaking.

Not long after, a figure slowly walked out from the darkness.

Seeing his appearance, Liu Gao was not surprised at all, but the driver was puzzled: "How did you know it was me?"

Liu Gao threw the scimitar in his hand high up again, and then it landed steadily in his palm: "Want to know? Come closer, and I'll tell you!"

"Liu Gao, do you know the consequences of betraying the princess? The princess has treated you well, how dare you treat her like this!"

The black slave's face was filled with anger and a ferocious expression.

He could go back to the palace and report the matter to the princess, but he didn't want the princess to be sad because of it.

so......

There was a murderous look in the black slave's eyes. He wanted to kill Liu Gao. Anyone who betrayed the princess did not deserve to live.

Liu Gao sneered at his murderous intentions: "So you like the princess, does the princess know?"

"Oh~ I forgot. If the princess knew, I think she would not let you go. After all, your lowly status would disgust the princess."

Liu Gao's words seemed to have hit the black slave's sore spot. The black slave roared, jumped up and punched him.

He was unarmed, but the strong force brought by his fists made people dare not be careless.

Liu Gao flew back to avoid his fatal punch.

But the black slave's punch missed but he did not give up and kicked off, chasing Liu Gao and punching him again.

"Liu Gao, you betrayed the princess, you deserve to die!" The black slave raised his eyebrows in anger, with a cruel look in his eyes, wishing he could cut off Liu Gao's hands and feet and make him live a life worse than death.

Liu Gao retreated with a disdainful sneer: "Black slave, do you think the princess will believe you or me?"

"You don't deserve it. You don't deserve to be with the princess." The black slave had a ferocious look on his face and threw a heavy punch, but was easily avoided by Liu Gao again.

"Black slave, if I remember correctly, you don't seem to be a complete person. I am not worthy, so how can you be worthy?"

Liu Gao was always taciturn when he was in the Northern Territory, and the black slaves had never seen him like this.

Hearing his wise words, the veins on the slave's neck throbbed with anger.

"How did you..."

His physical condition was an accident and he had never told anyone about it. How could Liu Gao know about it?

The black slave did not know the purpose of Liu Gao's going to the Northern Territory, and he himself did not know it. Day and night, he was whipped by Gong Anyan and was covered with bruises, but he still dragged his scarred body around to gather information.

Liu Gao knew everything about the Northern Territory royal family and everyone associated with the royal family.

"If the princess knew you were a useless person, would she still keep you by her side?" Liu Gao laughed loudly, his tone full of sarcasm: "You think she, Gong Anyan, is a god, but she thinks you are a dog."

The black slave let out a series of hoarse growls: "I can at least be the princess's dog, but you, Liu Gao, are not even worthy of being the princess's dog! You should kneel at the princess' feet with that whore you committed adultery with, and beg for her forgiveness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed by, and without giving the black slave a chance to react, it directly brushed across his cheek. In an instant, the black slave's ear was cut off.

By the time he realized it, blood was already gushing out of his ear, soaking half of his shoulder.

The slave reached out and found that one of his ears was missing. He lowered his head to look at the ground, then his eyes widened in horror.

After the numbness, there was boundless pain. The black slave covered his ears, half-bent his body and wailed continuously.

Liu Gao walked forward slowly with a cold face.

He originally wanted to deal with him for a while, but unfortunately, he called Sister Zhi Miao a bitch.

When Liu Gao approached, the black slave, who had been hunching over and wailing, endured the pain and raised his fist to attack him.

Unfortunately, Liu Gao no longer intended to waste time with him.

The scimitar was unsheathed, gleaming with a cold and sharp edge.

The black slave's eyes were filled with ridicule, and he didn't know when his death was imminent: "Who are you trying to scare, Liu Gao? I belong to the princess. If you kill me, the princess will not let you go!"

"The princess will suspect you, and then find your woman and punish her by flaying her skin and breaking her bones! And you...!"

"Uh... Willow..."

Before he could finish his words, a blood mark appeared on his neck.

Liu Gao raised the scimitar, looked at the blood stains on the blade, and kicked him out.

The slave covered his neck and tried to speak, but his neck was cut. When he opened his mouth, air rushed into his throat like a broken bellows. He could only spit out blood foam but could not make a sound.

He convulsed all over due to the severe pain, and soon died in a pool of blood.

Until his death, the black slave never expected that Liu Gao's martial arts skills were so powerful.

He hadn't expected that he was so cruel and merciless, and had no feelings for the princess at all.

It was only when he was dying that the black slave finally understood something: it was his arrogance and selfishness that killed him, but it was too late...

Liu Gao walked forward expressionlessly and threw a token into the darkness. If you look closely, you can find that this token is the same as the token carried by guard Xuanyuan Feng.

He slowly wiped the scimitar in his hand, then put it back into the scimitar sheath, then turned around and looked at the woman on the wall.

"It's been a while since we last met. I hope you are well, Meiji."

Meiji Ge Ge Ge giggled, then spun around and landed on the wall, her figure swaying like a snake, truly full of charm.

"Last time on the river, I thought you looked like me. I never thought it was really you. I haven't seen you for many years. You have grown up."

If Meiji's eyes had not fallen on Liu Gao's lower body, her so-called "growing up" might have been more serious.

Liu Gao felt a little uncomfortable with the look in her eyes, and could not help but turn his body to avoid her sight.

"You're still shy." Meiji Gegege laughed, "As expected, no matter how big you grow, you're still a child."

Liu Gao argued: "I'm not a child anymore."

"Yes, a child can't make Zhi Miao happy." Meiji's eyes swept over his body, her jade hands gently stroked his shoulders, and then pinched his muscles: "Well, although he looks a little thin, he's still pretty strong when you pinch him."

Liu Gao stepped back uncomfortably, then clasped his fists and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

Having said that, Liu Gao was about to leave.

Meiji called him, "Young man from the Liu family."

Liu Gao looked back.

Meiji pointed at the black slave on the ground and said, "You just left him here?"