Chapter 3
"Since that's the case, I can't stand to see the Du family bullying the weak. I'll take them with me now." Yang Yan laughed heartily and prepared to ride away again.
This time, Du Shaoqun didn't hesitate and immediately flew forward to stop him.
Yang Yan's deputy parried with his sword, but Du Shaoqun's martial arts skills were extraordinary, and he easily repelled him, then attacked Yang Yan directly.
Yang Yan had no choice but to stop and parry the attack. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred moves. Their movements were swift and fierce, dazzling the eye.
Although the two were fighting, Yang Yan kept Rong Rong completely covered from beginning to end. It could be said that he could deal with Du Shaoqun with just one hand, which made Du Shaoqun's expression increasingly ugly.
He never imagined that the gap between himself and Yang Yan was so vast.
As time went on, Du Shaoqun gradually lost his edge, and Rong Rong, who had originally hoped that Du Shaoqun would bring her back to the Du family, had no choice but to rely on herself.
She quietly removed the only hairpin from her head and, taking advantage of the intense fight, stabbed it fiercely into Yang Yan's chest.
Unfortunately, she was too weak, and her opponent was thick-skinned. She only managed to poke a shallow hole, like an acupuncture needle, which was practically painless for Yang Yan.
Yang Yan suddenly tightened his arm, causing Rong Rong to gasp softly, and the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground.
"It's hard for others to kill me, but it's very easy for you. I'll teach you when we get back."
Yang Yan laughed heartily, his chest heaving violently, which made Rong Rong feel embarrassed and annoyed, wishing she could just disappear on the spot.
Yang Yan ignored it, feeling that he had exhausted all his luck today, otherwise how could the world's greatest treasure have fallen into his arms so quietly?
Not wanting to waste any more time playing around with Du Shaoqun, Yang Yan swung his palm and knocked the man down, then turned and left with Rong Rong.
Du Shaoqun's eyes were filled with hatred, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He could only grit his teeth and watch Yang Yan walk further and further away.
Just as Du Shaoqun was beginning to think about how to explain things to his father and second brother, a figure suddenly flew forward and began fighting with Yang Yan.
“Your Highness Prince Yu!” Du Shaoqun’s eyes lit up. Several more people walked out from the crowd. The one in the lead had an imposing aura and a cold face. He was none other than the regent, Prince Yu, Zhu Chunji.
The one who stopped Yang Yan was Ping An, a guard of Prince Yu.
"Please, Your Highness, uphold justice!" Du Shaoqun immediately bowed. He knew that Prince Yu intended to befriend his father and disagreed with General Yang's political views, so he was likely to help the Du family.
"Marriage is arranged by parents, so how can it be a matter of willingness or unwillingness? I think it's best to let this young lady return to the Du residence first, and then let the elders of both families make the decision."
Prince Yu remained indifferent, speaking casually. He waved his hand, and Ping An immediately stopped his attack, but Yang Yan no longer had a chance to leave easily.
Yang Yan stared intently at Prince Yu, the two facing each other from a distance, a battle about to erupt.
Yang Yan did not act rashly, knowing that Prince Yu was different from Du Shaoqun.
Prince Yu wields great power and is the current emperor's uncle. He has the power of an emperor but not the title, so Yang Yan dares not offend him easily.
The situation reached a stalemate, with Yang Yan unwilling to give up and even less willing to hand over Rong Rong.
Rong Rong held her breath and pretended to be a wooden doll. Things were becoming more and more complicated. She had just thought the task was simple, but now she finally realized that she had been too naive.
Prince Yu's eyes flickered slightly, finding Yang Yan's reaction quite strange.
She's just a woman, yet Yang Yan is willing to go against the Du family and even become his enemy for her sake.
Could it be that the identity of this Du family bride is somewhat suspicious?
In the blink of an eye, Prince Yu had already imagined seven or eight identities for Rong Rong. His face was somber, and he secretly gave Ping An a wink. Ping An was caught off guard and raised his fist to strike Yang Yan.
Yang Yan instinctively raised his arm to defend himself, but Ping An unexpectedly grabbed at Rong Rong.
Yang Yan was shocked and rushed to stop her, but it was too late. Rong Rong had already been pulled away from his embrace by Ping An.
In an instant, everyone seemed to have fallen into a dream.
What kind of beauty is that? It is beyond the imagination of anyone, and even now, having seen it with one's own eyes, no one can describe it in words.
The most magnificent and beautiful poems in the world become dull and lifeless in the presence of a beautiful woman.
Whether they had seen Rong Rong before or not, everyone at this moment had lost the ability to think, completely immersed in her ultimate beauty.
Judging from the reactions of those around him, Yang Yan knew he was in trouble. His treasured possession had been exposed to the public.
Without daring to delay any longer, Yang Yan quickly grabbed Rong Rong and leaped over the crowd, shooting off into the distance like an arrow released from a bow.
Prince Yu suddenly awoke and quickly followed, like a roc spreading its wings to chase its prey.
No one expected that the usually aloof and cold Prince Yu would one day take action in the street.
As Prince Yu and Yang Yan took action themselves, their subordinates followed suit, and the scene quickly descended into chaos.
The sounds of swords clashing and fists striking flesh rang out one after another, and the onlookers scattered and fled.
Prince Yu was far more skilled than Du Shaoqun, and Yang Yan, who was holding Rong Rong with one hand, was completely unable to defend himself.
Having no other choice, he could only shout, "Catch!" and toss Rong Rong to his deputy.
Rong Rong closed her eyes tightly, and the next second she fell into someone's arms.
"Du Shaoqun!" Yang Yan was furious.
It turned out that Du Shaoqun intercepted Rong Rong halfway, and at this moment he was dodging an attack from Yang Yan's deputy.
Originally, Yang Yan's deputy could barely hold his own against Du Shaoqun, but Du Shaoqun, who was already distracted, was now in a very sorry state.
Yang Yan, who was standing nearby, tried to snatch Rong Rong back, but Prince Yu stopped him again.
Yu Wang Chao Ping An waved his hand, and Ping An immediately came to Du Shaoqun's side to help him defeat Yang Yan's deputy.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Prince Yu coldly reminded him.
Du Shaoqun was stunned for a moment, then gave Prince Yu a deep look before carrying Rong Rong away from the scene. Ping An followed closely behind Du Shaoqun...
In front of the Du residence.
Du Shaoqun, holding Rong Rong, hesitated and stopped at the door.
"Third Young Master, let's go back to the manor," Ping An reminded him.
His eyes were fixed on Du Shaoqun and Rong Rong in his arms.
As a confidant of Prince Yu, he understood his master's thoughts without him having to say anything.
The prince sent him along to ensure that Du Shaoqun brought the person back to the manor, rather than hiding him away on his own.
Once the prince has dealt with General Yang, he will come looking for the person himself.
It is said that even heroes cannot resist the charms of a beautiful woman. Ping An used to think that his wise, powerful, cold-hearted master would never encounter such a difficulty.
But now he has to admit that if it is this Rong family woman, then no one in the world can get past her, not even his master.
Under Ping An's watchful gaze, Du Shaoqun, his body stiff, carried Rong Rong into the house.
As soon as she entered the mansion, Rong Rong struggled to get down, shouting, "Let me go!"
Du Shaoqun tightened his grip and refused to let go, so Rong Rong slapped him across the face. She had wanted to hit this foul-mouthed guy for a long time.
The sound was incredibly loud; it was clear that Rong Rong hadn't held back.
Rong Rong was prepared to be scolded by Du Shaoqun, but to her surprise, Du Shaoqun hurriedly put Rong Rong on the ground, then took her hand and carefully examined it, asking, "Did it hurt?"
Du Shaoqun, who had previously been arrogant and disdainful of Rong Rong, now looked anxious and nervous.
Rong Rong was speechless, then abruptly pulled her hand back. "It doesn't hurt! It's a pity you dirtied my hands!"
After saying that, she took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands. Then she threw the handkerchief on the ground, turned around and walked towards the bridal chamber without looking at the other person again.
Thankfully, she made it back to the Du residence safely.
Du Shaoqun stared intently at Rong Rong's retreating figure, his expression shifting unpredictably.
The commotion in the front yard continued. Apart from the Du family head, no one knew that the bride had run away and then been found and brought back.
Du Shaoling, the second young master of the Du family, was drinking with guests when a servant quietly ran up to him and whispered something in his ear. His expression changed instantly.
After quickly giving a few instructions, Du Shaoling hurriedly headed towards the main courtyard.
Du Shaoling suspected he was drunk, otherwise how could he have heard that his third brother, who despised the Rong family's daughters the most, was actually making a fuss about marrying his newlywed sister-in-law?
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