My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

A man like an iron tower,

He was carrying an iron rod on his shoulder that was as thick as a six-year-old child's arm!

His broad face was filled with a smile brighter than the morning sun, and he ran towards Bai Shaoqiu with big strides of joy!

The word "brother-in-law" that came first was far more shocking than his appearance!

Brother-in-law...!

He calls Bai Shaoqiu brother-in-law? !

Song Zigui's heart skipped a beat——

The burly young man was obviously the fourth son of the palace, Dongfang Meng!

Could it be that the princess has returned?

Correct!

The princess must have returned!

She even reconciled with this useless son-in-law!

They really became husband and wife!

Otherwise, why would Dongfang Meng call Bai Shaoqiu brother-in-law in front of so many people?

Almost no one here has seen Dongfang Meng.

Just like almost no one has ever seen Dongfang Changying.

After all, they are the young masters and young ladies of the royal palace. The prince is very strict in managing his army and his family.

Young masters and ladies born in royal palaces rarely go to teahouses and taverns, and rarely show up in public in the city.

But many people know their names.

Everyone in the city knows that Bai Shaoqiu is the son-in-law appointed by the emperor!

When Dongfang Meng's call of "brother-in-law" reached everyone's ears, everyone thought the same as Song Zigui at that moment!

Even Ge Sanjie, who was lying on the ground and had fainted, was awakened by the call of "brother-in-law".

He actually sat up, looked around, and his eyes were filled with despair!

He once went to the palace with his father!

He has seen Dongfang Meng!

He knows how powerful Dongfang Meng is!

That somewhat mentally retarded fourth son of the palace, his brute force was unmatched in the country!

But what was even more terrifying was the sound of "brother-in-law"...

He also thought that the princess had accepted the reality and had returned to the princess's mansion.

With Princess Changying backing him up...

No wonder Bai Shaoqiu dares to be so rampant!

The beating I received...was probably all in vain.

Those servants who wanted to avenge him didn't know how powerful Dongfang Meng was.

After a brief moment of shock, they howled and rushed towards Bai Shaoqiu...

"return……!"

Ge Sanjie was horrified. He shouted loudly, but his voice was drowned out by Dongfang Meng's thunderous voice.

"Brother-in-law..."

"I miss you so much!"

Qi Shaotong and the other young man swallowed their saliva. Only then did they suddenly feel a little cold, and a sense of fear suddenly arose in their hearts.

It seems that the fourth young master of the palace has a very good relationship with Bai Shaoqiu!

If the relationship between the brother-in-law and the brother-in-law is good, then there may be no barriers between him and Princess Changying.

He secretly felt lucky that Bai Shaoqiu didn't take him seriously.

Zhuo Yihang also stood aside and watched quietly. He was surprised, but his heart was already filled with turbulent waves.

Princess Changying can return to the Princess Mansion and resolve her past grudges with that loser Bai Shaoqiu...

Will Bai Shaoqiu still be that useless guy?

He beat Song Zigui in writing couplets at Shangling Academy!

Jubao Money House opened that weird gambling game because of him!

He really came to the Zhuxi Literary Meeting today!

The first thing he said when he saw Song Zigui was to ask Song Zigui if he had prepared the prize of 12,000 taels of silver!

He kicked Chang Huan, broke Ge Sanjie's arm, and kicked Ge Sanjie again...

Zhuo Yihang swallowed his saliva. How the hell could this guy be a waste!

He came prepared!

Coming here to become the leader of Zhuxi Literary Society!

He has been hiding his abilities for more than ten years, and now he is ready to show his talents!

This guy... is so cunning!

Song Zigui's ten thousand taels of silver were probably wasted again. The key point was that almost all the people in Xiling City bet on him to lose...

What a big pit!

Just as Zhuo Yixing was thinking about it and feeling more and more terrified, his eyes suddenly opened wide -

Ge Sanjie's three guards had already rushed to three steps behind Bai Shaoqiu!

The fourth young master of the palace was still more than three meters away from Bai Shaoqiu!

The servant in the front has raised the wooden stick in his hand!

Bai Shaoqiu didn't move at this moment!

He actually stood there!

Didn't even turn around to look!

This stick goes down...

Everyone thought that even if Bai Shaoqiu didn't die, he would probably be beaten into a mentally retarded person!

At this moment, Bai Shaoqiu suddenly looked at Zhao Poshan!

"I'm telling you...if you don't take action now, I'm probably finished!"

Zhao Poshan was stunned. "With the Fourth Young Master here, how can it be my turn to take action?"

"He...if he takes action, those guys will be dead. It's better if you take action."

At this moment, Dongfang Meng obviously also saw the three murderous people rushing towards Bai Shaoqiu.

He was very anxious!

Furious!

Yelling: "Brother-in-law... I'm here to save you...!"

He bent his legs and suddenly soared into the sky holding the 99-jin iron rod in his hand!

He raised his arm in the air and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "You damn people... actually wanted to hit my brother-in-law..."

What can Zhao Poshan do?

At this time, the three people had stopped.

They all raised their heads.

They were all scared out of their wits!

If the east falls suddenly, they will surely die!

Zhao Poshan took a step forward and kicked out three times in succession in that instant.

Three people were kicked away.

Dongfang fell to the ground.

"boom……!"

The earth trembled.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Poshan, his voice still like thunder:

"Mind your own business... take my stick...!"

He raised his iron rod violently, and Zhao Poshan immediately felt a huge pressure rushing towards him!

What appeared in his pupils didn't seem to be a stick!

But it was countless sticks like a tidal wave!

No murderous intent.

But there is a pressure as big as a mountain!

Zhao Poshan's boots stepped on the meadow, and Bai Shaoqiu clearly saw his feet sink five inches at that moment!

Zhao Poshan draws his sword!

He had to draw his sword!

"Qiang...!"

A loud knife cry.

He drew his sword and his fighting spirit soared!

"Let me try the fourth young master's stick!"

"Okay, I'll hit you gently then!"

The iron rod fell.

Zhao Poshan took a bow stance and sank his qi into his dantian.

Swing your arms!

Swing the sword!

"Qiang...!"

A deafening sound of metal clashing rang out.

In full view of everyone, the stick landed on the knife.

There is no separation.

As if stuck.

Then, Bai Shaoqiu, who was next to Zhao Poshan, took a breath of cold air.

Zhao Poshan was wearing full body armor, and he didn't know that the knuckles of Zhao Poshan's hands were cracked.

He saw that Zhao Poshan's long sword had almost completed a bow!

He saw Zhao Poshan's body sink about a foot!

He also saw Zhao Poshan's arms trembling slightly!

He's still sinking!

My arms are shaking more and more violently!

Look at my brother-in-law again...

My brother-in-law's originally lifeless eyes turned slightly red at this time, and his eyes were full of excitement and excitement!

There was still saliva at the corners of his mouth!

He actually freed one hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth!

What the hell...

It’s really fierce!

He was actually able to press and rub this black-armored warrior!

Talent!

A rare talent!

Zhao Poshan felt extremely miserable at this time!

He is a third-grade master!

He has already gathered all his internal strength!

He couldn't even withstand the easy blow from the Fourth Young Master!

Now he has no more strength to continue, but these four young masters refuse to raise their sticks!

Bai Shaoqiu was actually watching the show!

If I keep reading this, I’ll die of exhaustion!

At this critical moment, Bai Shaoqiu finally spoke:

"Meng, put away the stick!"

"Brother-in-law, do you want to beat him to death?"

"No, he's a good man."

"Oh……"

Dongfang Meng retracted his stick, but Zhao Poshan didn't move.

"what happened?"

"……nothing."

Zhao Poshan slowly pulled out his feet with the force of a knife and walked away without even looking back.