Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

"Tong Yun! What are you still standing there for? Disaster is imminent! Zhao Feng! Stop the car and let me out. I can still delay a bit! It will be too late if you are any later!" Xu Miaojin thought Zhu Yunheng was scared silly and urged him quickly.

Fortunately, Tong Yun seemed to finally react and said to Zhao Feng, who was driving the car in front, "Forget it. Now that we're here, this trouble is inevitable."

Only then did Zhao Feng rein in the horse pulling the cart.

The horse in front neighed, and the carriage stopped moving.

Xu Miaojin's face lit up, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and scolded: "If you had done this earlier, wouldn't it be nothing? You won't cry until you see the coffin."

Just in the meantime.

She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart - "Tong Yun" wanted to help her again, but now he could only let her go...

"Never mind. He's just a merchant. How could he possibly stand up to the towering might of the Duke of Wei's Mansion? He's finally willing to let me go. I should be happy. At least there's still room for maneuver. At least I still have a chance to save him."

Xu Miaojin said in her heart.

Knowing he had no time to lose, he immediately put aside all other thoughts, stood up, and warned Zhu Yunhuan: "After I go down, you have only one word: run! Do you understand?"

After saying this, he immediately tried to get out of the carriage.

But she never expected that this time, just like the previous times she tried to get off, she was caught by Zhu Yunhuan again...

"You...what are you doing!?" Xu Miaojin asked anxiously.

Tong Yun said calmly, "Why get off the car? Just leave it to Zhao Feng."

"Why get off the car? Just leave it to Zhao Feng."

Upon hearing Zhu Yunhuan's words, Xu Miaojin's face immediately turned black. "Leave it to Zhao Feng? What can he handle? He's a martial artist with some impressive skills, but you're really stupid to expect him to handle the Duke of Wei with dozens of men!"

"Or do you not believe what I said? Although this may sound a bit outrageous, what I just said is absolutely true!"

"You...you...ah..."

Seeing Xu Huizu's troops getting closer and closer, Xu Miaojin became extremely anxious. In the end, she didn't know how to persuade Zhu Yunhuan.

While she was talking.

The thirty skilled warriors brought by Xu Huizu arrived at full speed on horseback in a flash. This place was already quite remote, so they immediately drove away the few passers-by.

After all, the people sitting in this car are Xu Miaojin - the third daughter of the Duke of Wei's mansion - and a lowly little bastard. Even if this little bastard has already been destined for death and must not be allowed to breathe alive from today onwards, if others see it, the impact will not be so good after all.

Even though Xu Huizu is really angry with Xu Miaojin now, he still has to consider these things for Xu Miaojin.

While dispersing pedestrians.

Xu Huizu's group of people had already surrounded the carriage in three layers. Each of them was a fierce martial artist with an imposing manner.

Especially the leader Xu Huizu.

He had already drawn his long sword and sternly shouted, "Xu Miaojin!! How dare you, you damned girl!? It's bad enough that you've been away from home for over half a year, but you're actually hanging out with such a lowly merchant! Get out here right now!"

"And that little bastard in there! I am Xu Huizu, the current Duke of Wei! You too, get out of here and die!"

Xu Huizu's tone was as sharp as a knife, as if it could kill someone.

He was already full of anger, and when the palace summoned him and his sister, he was even more frightened. Now that he had finally found the person, he naturally couldn't suppress his temper at all.

If it weren't for this lowly merchant, how could there be so many troubles?

Hear this sound.

Xu Miaojin in the carriage was startled and her face turned pale. She felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. Her heart sank to the bottom. She frowned and complained to Zhu Yunhuan in a low voice, "See, there's no chance of running away now! My eldest brother has been following my father into the battlefield since he was a child. He has a bad temper and is not a pushover! You..."