Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

In front of the inn.

Several luxurious carriages stopped at the gate, surrounded by tall and burly soldiers, forcing the onlookers to retreat.

Standing on a relatively high step, Meng Tong saw several people getting off the carriage from a distance through the crowd.

There were two women and four men in total. The women were dressed in a somewhat exotic style, with delicate veils on their faces and very little clothing. They even showed their bellies in this weather.

In contrast, men are more rugged, tall and upright, and their muscles can be seen through their clothes.

Among these six people, Meng Tong clearly sensed that one man and one woman held relatively high status.

Their attire was much more refined than the others, and they exuded a more dignified air.

Especially the man wearing a black cloak, whose hair was braided into several braids and tied together with other hair.

He has deep-set, three-dimensional features, particularly sharp eyes, and a powerful aura.

This is probably what they mean by "prince" and "princess"!

For some reason, Meng Tong felt that they possessed an even stronger royal aura than the one in the palace.

I visited the palace once before when I was bored in the capital, and I met the so-called Emperor Meng Tong of the Great Wei Dynasty.

how to say!

His limbs were swollen and weak, his body was unsteady, his aura was weak, and his pale face exuded a deathly aura.

He doesn't look like an emperor of a country; he looks more like a hooligan who just came out of a brothel.

Even the most exquisite dragon robe looked out of place on him, like a beggar wearing stolen clothes.

As Meng Tong watched them enter the inn, he felt that they probably had ill intentions.

As it turned out, all the people seemed quite happy.

Hey!

With a sigh, Meng Tong realized that these national affairs were none of her concern, and after watching the commotion for a few minutes, she went elsewhere.

After wandering around outside for about an hour, Meng Tong went into a mutton restaurant and ate a bowl of noodles.

I must say, this mutton is really delicious. It has no gamey or muttony smell, and even has a faint milky aroma.

After asking the shopkeeper where he could buy the mutton, Meng Tong strolled back to the inn.

……

It just so happens that the inn she was staying at was affiliated with the prince and princess of Nanling. She had been strolling outside to avoid them.

Thinking that the person should have already gone to rest, Meng Tong entered the inn and immediately asked the waiter to bring hot water.

Then they went straight upstairs.

Meng Tong booked the best room, the "Top Class," which was located at the very back of the third floor. To get to her own room, she had to pass by three other "Top Class" rooms.

Not knowing if it was unsuitable to go out tonight, Meng Tong saw a man coming out of the first room as soon as she went up to the third floor.

He held a knife in his hand, and his gaze toward Meng Tong was scrutinizing and oppressive.

However, upon hearing the woman's steady breathing, he became even more alert and asked, "Who is it?"

"Guests of the inn."

Meng Tong replied loudly, and then prepared to walk forward, but the man suddenly raised his hand to stop her, the knife in his hand only a hand's width away from her neck.

"Leave immediately, this is not a place for you."

"You cannot afford to disturb the prince and princess's rest."

"Ah."

She was speechless and laughed. Meng Tong had no intention of showing off, but what she hated most was someone waving a knife in front of her.

He raised his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, the knife that was originally pressed against her neck changed position.

The man's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly took two steps back, but Meng Tong's reversed blade still managed to slash his neck.

Fortunately, it wasn't deep, but a lot of blood still flowed out. The man clutched his neck and looked at Meng Tong with murderous intent.

"you wanna die."

She shook off the hand on her neck, and the man charged forward with a flying kick, but the woman stood at a distance without even blinking.

The wind from the pedals ruffled the woman's hair. Meng Tong glanced at the foot hurtling towards her face and then at the long, gleaming knife before her.

When her foot was less than a hand's width from her face, her eyes narrowed, revealing the murderous intent hidden in her pupils. Then, the knife in her hand went straight for the man's heart.

With a slight tilt of her head, the woman took only two steps to the right, and the long sword she raised pierced directly into the man's body.

He ran over as if he were courting death, and impaled himself directly on the long knife in the woman's hand.

"Boom."

His body landed heavily on the wooden floor of the corridor, and the man didn't even have a chance to speak.

The long blade pierced through the entire heart.

The commotion outside had clearly alerted the people inside. A large group of men dressed in dark gray clothes came out and surrounded Meng Tong.

Then a woman appeared before him. She was still dressed very little, with a veil over her face, and her eyes were filled with great anger as she looked at Meng Tong.

"You killed Anahan."

With a slight frown, Meng Tong frankly admitted, "Yes."

"Are you courting death? He was my personal bodyguard, Maria, and you dared to kill him."

"Men, kill this woman for me, to avenge Anahan."

"Wait a minute."

Meng Tong had already gotten into a fighting stance when two men appeared behind the woman.

One of the things that impressed Meng Tong most was the man wearing a black cloak.

He exuded a powerful aura, and those around him who had already drawn their knives all took two steps back. The man then approached Maria.

Accompanying him was a man dressed in a white robe, who looked like a man from the Great Wei Dynasty. He was the first to speak to Meng Tong.

However, these words were not pleasant to hear at all, and he himself exuded the air of a traitor.

“You audacious commoner! These are princes and princesses from Nanling, guests of our Great Wei. You not only failed to greet them but also dared to kill Princess Maya’s guards.”

"You are incredibly audacious! Guards! Drag this lowly commoner away and kill him!"

"Yes."

Several of the guards on both sides were from the Great Wei Kingdom. Upon hearing the man's order, they raised their long swords and menacingly approached Meng Tong.

As the prince and princess of Nanling, Malya looked at Meng Tong with a mocking smile, while the other man remained expressionless as he watched everything unfold.

His eyes were deep and dark, with an unfathomable darkness, and his gaze sent chills down one's spine.

Meng Tong didn't expect them to make any moves, nor would he offer any further explanation.

The blood on the longsword had not yet congealed when the woman narrowed her cold and indifferent eyes, then gripped the longsword tightly and slashed down.

Blood sprayed onto people's faces, leaving a sticky and scalding sensation.

The woman's slender figure moved through the crowd like a ghost, in just a minute.

All the guards standing on both sides fell to the ground, leaving only the terrified "traitor" and the so-called prince and princess.

"You, you actually dared to kill someone."

"What wouldn't I dare to do?" Holding the knife, Meng Tong took two steps forward, a sickly sense of satisfaction emanating from her fair face, her eyes filled with surging killing intent as she looked at the man.

She never claimed to be a good person.