Chapter 169 Prince Mu

"Your Majesty, thank you for sending Ruyan. You are indeed a kind person..." The handsome man said to Si Qingchuan in a joking voice.

Si Qingchuan, the crown prince of Prince Mu, looked extremely ugly.

"Ma Weihao..." Si Qingchuan said through gritted teeth. After saying this, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Every word Si Qingchuan said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing indescribable forbearance and anger.

"Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness still remembers me..." Ma Weihao's handsome face revealed a bit of a cunning man, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of provocation in his voice. At the same time, there was a look in Ma Weihao's eyes. Full of resentment.

At this moment, he was unscrupulously holding Ruyan in his arms, gently stroking her waist with one hand, his movements frivolous and wanton.

Ruyan lowered her eyelids. Although she had a bright smile on her face, it was mixed with a complicated look, as if she was helpless, but also hid a bit of unnoticeable sadness.

Seeing this scene, Si Qingchuan's teeth were almost broken by his own teeth, and a surge of anger surged in his chest, but he still controlled himself to prevent his emotions from getting completely out of control. The air around him seemed to become heavy due to this subtle confrontation.

His anger was as blazing as a flame, and even Lin Fan and others could clearly feel the anger that was almost ready to burst out.

The disgust on Si Qingchuan's face, Prince Mu's eldest son, was undisguised, and anyone could see his deep disgust for Ma Weihao.

"Si Qingchuan, you think so highly of yourself and rely on your overwhelming power that you become a group of ant-like untouchables and push my entire Ma family into the abyss. Today, I must let you taste the pain of bone erosion!"

Ma Weihao was arrogant and domineering, his eyes were like a knife, and he cut out Si Qingchuan fiercely.

"Hmph, what untouchables? Your Ma family has done evil in Liangzhou and treated the common people like slaves, but you still shamelessly call them untouchables? If it weren't for these so-called untouchables, how could your Ma family have the status it has today?"

Si Qingchuan's words were like a biting cold wind, hitting Ma Weihao's vitals directly.

Lin Fan and his party heard the conversation between the two men, and they felt some inexplicable affection for the prince.

A prince who cares about the people is not too cold-hearted at all.

The conversation between them was like a magnet, not only firmly attracting the attention of Lin Fan and Lin Tian, ​​but also attracting the attention of the fishermen who were leisurely fishing and the tourists walking by the lake.

In the chaos of the world, there is always a group of people who are willing to watch. No matter when and where they are, they are always the best listeners.

At this moment, a crisp and rhythmic "click, click" sound quietly sounded. It was the unique rhythm of eating melon seeds, and it instantly captured the entire minds of Lin Fan and Lin Tian.

This sound was a very familiar melody to them.

In the past, under the big banyan tree in their village, every time there was some gossip, a man wearing vigilante clothes would stand next to the aunts and eavesdrop on their conversations.

The two turned to look.

In an instant.

The two saw a familiar figure standing next to a huge stone, staring at His Royal Highness and the others with interest.

"Uncle Qian..."

That person is none other than Qian Yi, Qian Yi who eats the melon and the holy body.

Lin Fan and Lin Tian couldn't help but widen their eyes and shouted.

When Qian Yi over there heard the words, his interested face couldn't help but froze, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw the two familiar children at a glance.

"Xiaofan, Xiaotian..."

Qian Yi quickly walked towards the two of them and shouted in surprise.

Lin Fan was overjoyed, his eyes flashed with surprise and joy, and he blurted out: "Uncle Qian, why are you here..." Before he finished speaking, curiosity crept into his heart, driving him to ask questions quickly.

For Qian Yi, a night watchman who aspires to be a leisurely and contented "salted fish" in Ping'an Town, his sudden appearance undoubtedly dropped a stone in Lin Fan's heart and caused many ripples.

Qian Yi sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and relief in his tone, and said slowly:

"Hey, Uncle Qian, I am about to get married soon, but unfortunately I am short of money and the gift money has not been collected yet. So, I took an errand in the department, and I just got busy yesterday. Come to the border of Liangzhou."

After saying this, Qian Yi's eyes flashed with a longing for the future life, as well as a warm emotion about the reunion before him, and he shared this unusual journey with Lin Fan and Lin Tian.

"What? Uncle Qian, you are actually getting married..."

Lin Fan's eyes widened instantly, and he blurted out an exclamation.

How could this not surprise him? After all, Qian Yi is an out-and-out straight man in the eyes of everyone, and now he is getting married, which is really unbelievable.

"That's right! It will be three months later. Then you have to come back and drink your Uncle Qian's wedding wine!" Qian Yi said to Lin Fan and Lin Fan with a smile.

"Okay! I will definitely ask my dad to take us back then."

After all, they are now separated from Ping'an Town by thousands of mountains and rivers, and the distance is not just a tiny bit.

"Okay! But, Uncle Qian, how could you come here so quickly than us?" Although Lin Fan and others were not walking fast, they would not let Qian Yi catch up.

"I have to thank your father for this. I just borrowed a treasure from him, so I was able to come here so quickly." Qian Yi finished speaking, with a proud smile on his face, and there was a sense of mystery and mystery in his words. gratitude.

"I see……"

The surprise of the two people disappeared instantly when they learned that this treasure was actually made by their father.

"That's all, let's enjoy the melons in front of us first! When things get settled later, uncle will take you to taste some real delicacies." Qian Yi said while knocking the melon seeds in his hand and looking at them from time to time. The melon farmer looked like he still had something to say.

His heart felt like it had been scratched by a cat's claws. He would never leave easily unless he chewed this 'melon' clean.

Just when Qian Yi and others were immersed in the warm atmosphere of reminiscing about the past, the situation there was quietly approaching the edge of an explosion.

Under Ma Weihao's continuous sarcastic remarks, the little fat prince gradually lost control of his emotions, as if he would burst out at any time.

"Let's do it, little fat Dun'er! As the eldest son of Prince Mu's palace, where is your former majesty of being able to control the wind and rain and decide life and death with just one word? At this moment, facing the person you love being taken into my arms and playing with you wantonly, you But it's like a wood carving and clay sculpture, unable to move at all. Huh, without the halo of the prince, you are just a coward with nothing but skin..."

Ma Weihao's words were like sharp blades, piercing Si Qingchuan's heart accurately word for word, stirring up waves deep in his heart.

His breathing became rapid and heavy involuntarily, and his chest heaved, as if every breath of air carried unspeakable humiliation and anger.

"Your Highness..."

At this critical moment, a warrior quietly approached him. His voice was low and gentle, like a bamboo leaf swaying gently in the night wind, trying to bring some comfort and comfort to the troubled young prince. strength.

"Uncle Tian... I really can't bear this humiliation..."

Si Qingchuan's heart was full of boredom with this noisy person, and he wished he could wipe out his voice immediately.

"This Ma Weihao is now the supreme true disciple of Mingyue Sect. Your Highness, it is better not to have any grudges with him at this moment."

Uncle Tian, ​​an experienced warrior, reminded him earnestly.

The conversation between the two was not loud enough for the two people not far away to hear it.

"Why? Why did the villain escape the punishment in the first place? Why could a man with a long history of evil transform himself into a true disciple of the Mingyue Sect? How unfair is this world..."

Si Qingchuan's voice was low and full of resentment, as if he was telling the invisible heaven his grievances.

"Coward! A coward, I won't kill you so quickly. I want you to see with your own eyes that your Prince Mu's Mansion has become a thing of the past. The people in your Prince Mu's Mansion will die one by one, and it will be your turn in the end..."

Ma Weihao just wanted to use words to break Si Qingchuan's heart and spirit.

The more he saw Si Qingchuan angry and unable to kill him, the happier he felt.

"Although Mingyue Sect is a large sect, our Xia Dynasty is not weak now. Her Royal Highness the Princess has three puppets in the Dharma Realm. Can't this suppress Mingyue Sect?"

Si Qingchuan asked Uncle Tian in a low voice.