“Ominous monster, if you have any ill intentions, you should immediately submit to the law and be executed.”
Outside the carriage, the man's voice rose again, his emotions surging, like a theatrical performer, exaggerated:
"Princess, you are our only hope. For the sake of our great Saint Nadavi, please help us to obtain the protection of the gods."
“Kill him, Princess. This is no child’s play. If you are soft-hearted, you will surely lead your people into injustice.”
In the blink of an eye, all the guards brought by the leader were arrested, and he was pinned to the ground, his head buried in the soil, a knife hanging over his neck, yet he was still unwilling to give up, placing his last hope on another person in the carriage.
The two people inside the carriage were undisturbed.
Wen Ze: "In Ayan's opinion, are these people sent by your father?"
"No, if I'm not mistaken, these are all Que Fu's subordinates."
Because she really couldn't imagine who else would have such a simple-minded subordinate.
Wen Ze always had that attitude that nothing would happen even if the sky fell, even though he himself was the one who had to bear the brunt of the fall.
But now his tone was sour: "Why doesn't Ah Yan cover for your good lover? He risked his life to protect you today!"
Yan Li remained silent.
"With you here, why would we need him?"
"That's true. Ayan only needs me. She doesn't need any of those Tom, Dick, or Harry."
Wen Ze chuckled, opened the carriage window again, and ordered, "Tie these people up and throw them into the palace."
The carriage set off once again, and Yan Li was once again used as a pillow.
The mountain road was rugged and uneven, and she swayed and staggered. Before long, she closed her eyes again.
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