The cruel little princess

Just like His Royal Highness Prince Jin, no matter how dazzling he is like the sun and the moon, he still falls at the feet of my princess and becomes her slave at her mercy!

Shen Youyou felt that his entire body was burning with anger, but he had nowhere to vent it. His chest seemed to be about to burst with this anger!

Cui Liu was like a plaster that couldn't be thrown away. She knelt in front of her and refused to give in. The situation was at a stalemate and the atmosphere was tense.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, a deep and powerful voice, like the ringing of a huge bell, sounded from behind the crowd.

"Just because you are a small servant, you dare to block the way of my princess?!

This prince thinks you are just like your princess, tired of living!"

The voice was filled with majesty and anger. Everyone was startled by the sudden rebuke and looked back in disbelief, with a bit of curiosity and surprise.

I saw a man who looked like a banished immortal under the moon. He was wearing a black brocade robe. Under the moonlight, his clothes were gleaming like a flowing river of stars.

He walked towards us with steady steps, neither hurried nor slow. His handsome face seemed to be carved by a divine craftsman, his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, hiding endless affection and coldness;

His broad shoulders and narrow waist show the man's heroic and upright demeanor, and his every move and gesture are full of the dignity and grace of a royal noble.

His thin and powerful hands gently supported Shen Youyou's shoulders, as if to block all the wind and rain for her.

Then the man raised his long legs and mercilessly kicked Cui Liu, who was kneeling in front of him and trying to struggle, and kicked her several steps away. The domineering look of protecting his wife, wasn't he the "Brother Jin" mentioned by Princess Fukang?

Cui Liu was stunned by the kick. She stared at the person in front of her stupidly and couldn't recover for a long time.

She murmured to herself, "Your Highness Prince Jin?!...

You are not...

exist…

How could you…”

My heart was filled with confusion and fear. I couldn't understand why His Royal Highness Prince Jin, who should have been in the room with his princess, was here intact?!

Cui Liu's whole body was shaking like a sieve, but she was completely unaware.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin seemed to completely ignore Cui Liu's shock and fear. He raised his hand and tightened the cloak around Shen Youyou's shoulders. His movements were gentle and delicate, full of concern.

He even said with a hint of annoyance: "It's cold at night, why didn't you put on more clothes before going out?

I just sent An Yi out to get you some snacks..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a steaming, sweetly scented roasted sweet potato wrapped in oil paper from his bosom. He ignored everyone's gazes and, with an unquestionable attitude, stuffed it directly into the little princess's hands, "Here! Warm your hands!"

The warm roasted sweet potato dispelled the chill of the night and seemed to soothe Shen Youyou's angry and aggrieved heart.

"Your Highness Prince Jin...

Why are you here?

In there...

who is it? ”

Cui Liu felt her legs go limp and she fell to her knees with a thump, unconsciously grabbing the hem of her skirt with her hands and muttering to herself.

Although the voice was soft, it revealed endless fear and shock, just like the fallen leaves trembling in the autumn wind.

Even though she tried her best to lower her voice, how could such a small noise escape the extremely sharp ears of His Royal Highness Prince Jin?

"Oh?"

Prince Jin didn't move, only slightly turning his face. His frost-like brows lifted slightly, and a hint of arrogance instantly appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but this smile was chilling to the bone. "Then according to what you, my slave, said, where should I be?"

Cui Liu was in a state of confusion, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, hitting the ground and leaving a small wet mark.

In a panic, Cui Liu quickly replied, "Of course it's in our princess's..."

When the words were on the tip of her tongue, she suddenly realized that the word "bed" was stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit it out.

If she said this out loud, it would announce to the world that she and the princess had deliberately plotted against His Royal Highness Prince Jin, which would be a catastrophic disaster.

Seeing her hesitating like this, His Royal Highness Prince Jin's face darkened and he glared at her, "Hmph! You slut!

He colluded with the villains to frame Princess Fukang and did such a heinous and beastly thing!

Someone is coming!

Get her for me!"

The order was like a strong wind blowing through the hall in the cold winter, without any emotion.

"I obey your command!" In the blink of an eye, two burly guards in armor walked out quickly from the shadows, one on the left and one on the right, pressing Cui Liu's shoulders and arms tightly like iron clamps, and roughly took her to the side.

Cui Liu struggled, her eyes full of pleading, but was ignored.

"Open the door! Pull out the criminal who is committing a crime against the princess!"

His Royal Highness Prince Jin stood with his hands behind his back, his expression stern as he continued to give orders in an orderly manner. His unquestionable tone was like a sharp blade, ready to split open this room full of secrets.

"Wait! This is a national affair of the Qinglong Nation. Your Highness Prince Jin, please do not interfere!"

Just as the guards were about to push the door open, a loud shout rang out like thunder.

Fu Junhua was seen wearing moon-white brocade clothes, with a dignified look on his face. He came hurriedly with a group of guards from the Qinglong Kingdom, blocking the door of the wing room.

"Your Highness, I am sorry for being late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Fu Junhua held his head high and chest puffed out, shouting loudly towards the side room, his voice echoing throughout the courtyard.

But what responded to him was Princess Fukang's displeasure and anger at being disturbed: "Ah...oh...you...take your people and get out!"

The tone was like that of a phoenix whose reverse scale had been touched, full of impatience.

"Princess! His Royal Highness Prince Jin of the Golden Dragon Kingdom and his guards have captured your personal maid Cui Liu! I, your humble servant, cannot retreat!"

Fu Junhua stood upright outside the wing room, his moon-white robe fluttering in the wind, his expression full of determination and excitement. His loud voice broke through the night and echoed over the courtyard for a long time.

"Even if I have to pay with my life, I will not allow His Royal Highness Prince Jin to kill our citizens at will!"

After saying this, he clenched the sword at his waist. The carvings on the scabbard hurt his palm, but he was completely unaware of it. His eyes were burning with a fiery fire of protecting the people.

In an instant, Fu Junhua seemed to turn into a ray of light, dazzling and eye-catching. His image grew wildly in the hearts of the guards, reaching an unprecedented height in an instant.

The guards were whispering to each other, their admiration was beyond words. Look, Fu Tanhua, originally an elegant scholar, should be holding a pen to write brilliant works, but now he is protecting his compatriots, fearless of power, and facing the famous, cold and ruthless Prince Jin of the Golden Dragon Kingdom. Such courage and responsibility are truly boundless!

On the other hand, in the side room, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who should have been concerned about her people and a model mother of the country, seemed to be blinded by pleasure and was only concerned with indulging in the dirty things in the room. She ignored the capture of her loyal subordinates and did not care about the lives of her people at all. It was really disheartening.

And the two people who were having fun in the room - oh, no, it was one person, their originally unrestrained and intoxicated shouts came to an abrupt end as if cut off by a sharp blade.

Princess Fukang was intoxicated in the gentle land when she suddenly heard Fu Junhua's earth-shattering words. Her delicate body trembled violently. Her first reaction was full of disbelief. She parted her cherry lips and murmured, "Impossible!"

She opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked around. The familiar layout of the room was correct. Besides, Brother Jin was clearly here. He had just whispered to her and shared the ecstasy with her.

At this moment of shock and doubt, she suddenly felt as if the immobilization spell that had been cast on her for a long time had quietly lost its effect, and her limbs, which had been soft and uncontrollable before, could actually move slightly.

In a panic, she stretched out her delicate hand and tore off the thin gauze embroidered with exquisite patterns that was covering her face.

With the dim light from the torches in the hands of the guards outside the courtyard pouring in through the window, she looked closely. When her eyes fell on the face of the man covering her, her delicate body froze instantly, as if suddenly frozen by frost.

That face had been by my side for countless days and nights in the past, and was as familiar as the lines on the palm of my hand.

But when I see him again now, although his features haven't changed, he looks desolate and vicissitudes of life.

Looking down, the empty sleeve and the broken arm suddenly caught the eye, like a hideous scar, mercilessly revealing his true identity.

It wasn't His Royal Highness Prince Jin at all, it was clearly the heroic captain of the guards whom she once relied on - Zhu Chang!

In the past, he accompanied her on her travels, protected her well, and was very majestic.

Later, during the competition with the Golden Dragon Kingdom, he was instructed by her to use the Meteor Needle to secretly injure Shen Youyou, but Zhao Qingyun cut off one of his arms in anger!

Now look at him in such a miserable state, yet he is doing such a shameful thing to her, a princess of a country!

Princess Fukang felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen in an instant, a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and her heart was filled with fear and regret.

At this moment, she would rather keep her eyes closed, indulge in the illusory and beautiful fantasy, and never wake up to face this unbearable reality.