The prince is very cruel

Suddenly, everyone's mood became inexplicably heavy, and the whole snowy night was filled with the sound of howling, which made people shudder.

Not long after.

Guan Ning rode a fast horse alone out of the palace, stirring up snowflakes all over the sky and heading straight into the depths of the night.

"Drive, drive, drive!"

The palace was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was depressing and solemn.

At least hundreds of guards were secretly mobilized and hid in the mansion. Although they didn't know what was happening, they didn't dare to take a nap and were all on high alert.

"drive!!"

After leaving the city, Guan Ning braved the heavy snow and headed south.

According to the servants in the palace, although they didn't know what Prince Ping was doing or where he was going, they knew that the letter Prince Ping received came from "Binhu".

This place belongs to a large lake outside Lingjun City, which is rich in aquatic products. It is the private fiefdom of Prince Ping's Mansion, and many servants of Prince Ping's Mansion work there.

And this place, for some reasons, has always been the place of conflict between the Zheng family of Xingyang and the Prince Heping's Palace, and the two sides have had friction here more than once.

Because of grudges, Zheng often sent people to cause trouble, and even poisoned the fish in Binhu Lake on purpose.

"Your Majesty!"

"You must not get into any trouble!"

"If something happens to you, how am I going to explain this to Li Zhibao?"

"Zheng Yuan, this is a feud between you and me. If you dare to touch even King Ping, don't blame me!"

Amid the clatter of horse hooves on a snowy night, Guan Ning muttered to himself, a voice only he could hear.

These days, King Ping has been taking good care of him and sending him all the good things. He can be said to be a respectable elder, and he will never allow anyone to harm King Ping!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the forest was covered with fine snow, a vast expanse of white, covered in silver, with indescribable loneliness and beauty.

A certain official road.

A carriage was blocked by a fallen tree. Snow was flying all over the mountains, and the scene was extremely depressing.

Under the cold moon, a thin man wearing a gray robe and carrying a sword on his back slowly approached.

"Who?!"

The personal guards of Prince Ping's palace shouted loudly, drew their swords, and charged towards the enemy with murderous intent.

Most people would take a detour when seeing such an official, but this thin man did not. Instead, he walked straight towards them with his head lowered and expressionless, ignoring all the murderous intent and oppression from the officers and soldiers.

In an instant, the team was startled and felt that something was wrong.

Wow!

Prince Ping lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage with his burly figure.

"Your Majesty!"

"Sit back first, something is wrong." said the guard.

King Ping had also seen many storms and waves. He did not sit back down. Instead, he fixed his eyes on the thin man who was blocking the road not far away. Without a word, he asked directly, "You want to kill me?"

The young man in gray stopped at this time and raised his head slightly. Under his drooping hair was an extremely melancholy face. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

His voice was hoarse: "Let your people go."

"Just stay."

Hearing such a tone, the entire team of King Ping was shocked and then became furious.

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you stop Prince Ping's carriage? You're courting death!"

"what!"

A personal guard rushed over without saying a word.

As the prince's personal guards, their skills are naturally excellent, needless to say. Ordinary horse bandits will be defeated when they see them.

But the next second, BANG!!

The guards flew back like a kite with a broken string, and couldn't even touch the thin young man's clothes. The young man didn't even draw his sword, he just kicked him.

"Puff..." The guard fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Yang Shu!" The guards shouted in shock.

"I said, let them go. I don't want to kill too many people. They are no match for me." The thin young man remained calm, as if doing this was a very easy task.

Prince Ping's expression grew increasingly serious. He glanced at Mantian Xiaoxue and Heiye and said, "You set a trap today to lure me out, didn't you?"

The thin young man did not deny it.

"Who sent you?"

The young man in gray suddenly stopped and said, "You have the last twenty breaths to decide whether to let them go or not."