Chapter 10: One Arrow, Revenge for Your Marriage Fraud
"You really didn't see who they were?" Mo Jin's unfathomable eyes flashed with a teasing look. "You seem to be gloating over their misfortune?"
Not only was she gloating over someone else's misfortune, she was also trying to take advantage of the situation. Su Luo smiled inwardly.
"How could that be? How could a concubine like you gloat over someone else's misfortune? I am worried about Your Highness and feel that he has been treated unfairly."
"Are you worried about me, the king?"
"Of course I'm worried."
"You woman, you are talking nonsense."
Mo Jin put the sharp arrow Su Luo handed him into the crossbow, aimed at Zhou Yan who was fighting, and whispered, "One arrow, to avenge your marriage fraud."
"What? What did the prince say?" The fighting outside was so intense that Su Luo couldn't hear clearly.
"I said you were stupid." Mo Jin raised an eyebrow, "Did you hear that?"
"I don't need to hear it clearly." Su Luo bit her back teeth.
Mo Jin chuckled.
Zhou Yan originally thought that they were just ordinary thugs, but he didn't expect that their martial arts were so powerful that it was difficult to resist.
Li Jiaojiao, who was secretly applauding on the side, also noticed that something was wrong.
Zhou Yan began to lose the upper hand.
Chen Song attacked ruthlessly, breaking the arms of seven or eight people, and then kicked each of them with his legs!
The guards of the Marquis' Mansion were kicked away and fell to the ground in pieces.
The ground was in a mess.
Zhou Yan was sweating profusely and felt quite exhausted.
"call out."
Sharp arrows came.
Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly widened. There was no way to avoid that precise arrow.
The other party seemed to know where he would hide!
"Puchi." The sharp arrow pierced his shoulder blade, and the powerful inertia directly nailed him to the wall!
Blood gushed out!
Li Jiaojiao screamed and hid under the cargo table.
Zhou Yan felt a moment of chill and disappointment for Li Jiaojiao, who didn't rush to care for his injuries immediately and instead hid away. He then comforted her, "Jiaojiao, don't be afraid."
He fell to the ground, covering his bleeding wound and staring in the direction of Mo Jin.
He was in such a mess, while the man was so strong and calm.
With the attitude of an absolute superior, he looked down upon him with contempt, without changing his expression, as if he were an ant.
As the crown prince, Zhou Yan hasn't felt this kind of fear from the bottom of his heart for a long time.
His hands trembled as he coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm from his throat: "Go, go find my father."
Chen Song sighed. "Forget about looking for your father, even if you're looking for your grandfather, you have to be cautious. You have to kneel when you should kneel, and kowtow when you should kowtow."
"How dare you!" Zhou Yan shouted, "Do you know who my father is?!"
"No matter who your father is, unless your father is the emperor, even if your father is the emperor, you may still have to look at the mood of my master." Chen Song shrugged, looking indifferent.
"What a wicked master produces a wicked servant!" Zhou Yan cursed.
Chen Song continued, "What a bunch of idiots!"
Zhou Yan: “You!”
Realizing that Li Jiaojiao was still hiding under the table, Zhou Yan went to carry her out.
After calming down, Li Jiaojiao hurriedly said, "Cousin, are you okay? I'm sorry..."
"I was so scared just now. I wanted to block that arrow for you, but I don't think I could have done it. It would have caused more casualties and added more trouble to you."
"All I can do is hide so you don't get distracted during the fight."
Zhou Yan hummed a long sigh, his expression unclear: "Jiaojiao is still sensible."
He sighed. All women are afraid of death. Even his Jiaojiao is no exception.
"So she's your cousin? If you didn't know her, you'd think she was one of your concubines." Chen Song's mouth was filled with poison. "Hugging and kissing in public, so affectionate, that's not a good idea, is it?"
"None of your business." Zhou Yan glared back fiercely and waved his fist. "Just wait! My dad is here, and you'll cry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Marquis Jing'an and his wife, who were passing by nearby, came over.
Seeing Zhou Yan with blood on his shoulder, Li Ziyan screamed and said in pain, "Who the hell dared to hurt my son?!"
"My Lord! Take them all to jail!"
"It would be better to sentence him to death!"
"Find them guilty and have them executed later!!"
Li Ziyan protected her beloved son and pointed at Chen Song and scolded him without thinking. She always felt that the young man looked familiar.
The next moment, Zhou Zhizhang, who was about to fly into a rage, fell to his knees and kowtowed!
"Father! What's wrong with you?" Zhou Yan asked without thinking, "Why are you kneeling again? Is your knee cramping?"
"Bastard, kneel down!" Zhou Zhizhang turned around and scolded.
Zhou Yan's face turned pale, somewhat confused: "Father... What did I do wrong? Why should I kneel down?"
He looked at Mo Jin in fear, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Even his father was bowing to him. Who was he?
Mo Jin casually played with his crossbow, aiming idly at Zhou Yan. Zhou Zhizhang was so frightened that he hurriedly protected his son. "Please forgive me, Regent. I don't know how my son has offended you."
"Boring." Mo Jin pulled the trigger, and with a 'whoosh' sound, the sharp arrow accurately brushed past Zhou Yan's face and shot into the wall behind him.
"Kneel down quickly!" Zhou Zhizhang pulled Zhou Yan hard.
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yan's forehead. He clenched his fists, knelt down with stiff knees, and saluted stiffly with his neck stiff: "Your humble servant greets... the Regent." His voice was as thin as a mosquito's bite at the end.
He was unwilling to accept the throne, but he had to submit to the imperial power.
How could he know that this man was the most brutal and tyrannical one in Qingding Country? If he had known earlier, he would not... Alas!
Li Jiaojiao's knees gave way as she slid to the ground, and she swallowed her saliva in shock. "A commoner, a commoner, pays respect to the Regent..."
This is the most powerful king of Qingding Kingdom, and there is only one regent. How could he have met him by chance?
If she had known the other party's identity in advance, Li Jiaojiao would never have dared to use those clever tricks. It would be like looking for death with a lantern in the toilet.
Mo Jin lazily nocked an arrow and aimed at Li Jiaojiao, as if hunting a kitten or puppy. A dangerous smile appeared on his lips. "I robbed your shop, didn't I? How about I apologize to you?"
“No, no, no, no…” Li Jiaojiao knelt on the ground in fear, tears welling up in her eyes, “I dare not!”
"Swish——" the sharp arrow shot out.
Li Jiaojiao screamed in fear: "Don't kill me!!"
The sharp arrow grazed her neck and embedded itself into the ground!
Then, several more sharp arrows were shot, scaring Li Jiaojiao so much that she fled everywhere like a rat crossing the street. Her hair got caught on the wood, messing up her bun. She had no choice but to hide here and there in a panic with her hair disheveled.
Tibetan.
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