Chapter 5 Stealing the Wife

Hearing this, Ling Fengxun looked towards the door and saw a group of people rushing in. Although the guards of the palace tried their best to stop them, they were all knocked to the ground by the leader.

An Yunxi also saw the middle-aged man in the lead.

The other party was tall and strong, with a beard on his face, a pair of very dark and sharp eyes, and a falcon-like eyes with a bit of fierceness.

There was a knife scar left under the right corner of his eye a long time ago, and he looked very difficult to mess with.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Prince Xie."

An Guohou first bowed, then stood in the middle of the guest hall, looking at An Yunxi not far away with a very worried look.

"Xi'er, are you okay?"

An Yunxi looked at her uncle's face, her eyes slightly reddened. In her last life, before she died, she received the news that her uncle had also died on the battlefield. She was heartbroken at that time.

The An family is a family of generals, and the entire Anguo Marquisate is also a military family.

The family's surname is Du. An Yunxi's mother's name is Du Linglan, and her uncle's name is Du Pingjiang, which means to pacify the country.

She shook her head quickly: "Uncle, don't worry, Yunxi is fine."

The uncle's face showed anger, his hands clenched into fists, as if he was ready to rush up and snatch his niece back at any time.

The prince turned and walked in front of him, saying, "Marquis Anguo, Yunxi has been wronged, and she must be afraid of embarrassing you, so she endured it. At the wedding yesterday, she was kidnapped in public. The behavior of the uncle is no different from ruining her life. The uncle took action on that occasion yesterday, obviously not taking me and you, Marquis Anguo, seriously!"

It must be said that the prince's ability to sow discord is really good.

At this moment, the face of the Marquis Anguo became more and more ugly. Suddenly, he pulled out the knife from his waist and stuck it directly into the ground in front of him. With

that heavy blow, the collision of metal and stone made a clanging sound, and many of the tiles in front of the Marquis Anguo were broken.

An Yunxi was startled by the scene in front of her, and thought to herself that it was not good.

"Prince Xian, if you don't let Xier go today, then you can fight me!"

Ling Feng Xiansi was not panicked at all. He suddenly stood up from his chair and was about to walk over.

The prince's eyes followed Ling Feng Xian's figure, and there was obviously a mood of watching a good show in his eyes.

An Yunxi saw that the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and immediately stood up and walked between the two of them, then stretched out his arms and blocked his uncle.

If they really fought, the three uncles could not beat Ling Feng Xian. An Yunxi saw this with her own eyes!

"Prince, don't do it!"

An Guohou said softly behind An Yunxi: "Xi'er, get out of the way, uncle must take you back, otherwise I can't explain to your mother."

An Yunxi tilted her head and said: "Uncle, the prince didn't make it difficult for me, neither of you can do it!"

An Guohou was still a little hesitant, but when he saw the obvious red marks on An Yunxi's covered neck, his eyes instantly turned red.

"You said you didn't make it difficult for you, then how did you get the injuries on your body?"

"Injuries?"

What injuries?

An Yunxi forgot for a moment, and when she saw the look of her uncle on her collar, her heart skipped a beat.

Good guy, this is a misunderstanding!

Of course, it was embarrassing to let others see such marks, but Ling Fengxun was too brutal last night. Even if she wore a high-necked dress, it was not completely covered.

Subconsciously, she blocked it with her hands and pulled her collar. An Yunxi's cheeks were red.

"Uncle, it's not true. I'm not hurt!"

An Guohou's eyes became deeper and deeper. To him, An Yunxi's explanation sounded like she was deliberately covering up. She didn't want to make him worry, but she had to wrong herself.

Ling Fengxun could do such a thing as robbing the carriage, so how could he treat his niece well!

"Xi'er, come to your uncle first. Your uncle will take you away now. Your mother has been worried about you and has not slept all night. She can only feel relieved if she sees you in person."

Thinking of her mother, An Yunxi's mind was slightly moved for a moment.

She really wanted to see her mother

. However, now she had to help her uncle and Ling Fengxun clear up the misunderstanding.

She knew Ling Fengxun's character, and his personality was indeed terribly stubborn. She had to find a way to appease this lion who was guarding her territory.

"Uncle, it's not what you think. In fact, the prince did not hurt Yunxi. He was protecting Yunxi!"

This made An Guohou stunned for a moment.

"How is that possible? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already said that it was Prince Xian who stole the bride. Don't say such things to evade your uncle just because you are afraid of him."

An Yunxi was speechless. Why didn't her uncle believe her at the critical moment?

"It's not what you think, uncle. Go back first. Yunxi will explain it to you in person another day. Don't be used as a knife. The person who really wants to harm me is not the prince, but someone else!" She

took a step forward and wanted to get closer to explain to her uncle.

But as soon as she moved, her wrist was grabbed by the man behind her.

Ling Fengxian held her hand tightly, his eyes deep.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his handsome face was full of solemnity.

As if he was afraid that she would run away.

Does she want to take this opportunity to leave the palace?

He will never give her this chance!

"Someone, send Madam back to her room!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

This was the palace's territory after all.

Standing on both sides were all the palace's guards and servants.

Including Chunyue, she and another maid immediately walked to An Yunxi's side, "Madam, please follow me."

An Yunxi shook her head, without even looking at the two maids who were going to take her away, and suddenly turned around and held Ling Fengxun's hand.

She raised her eyes and said seriously, "Your Highness, I entered the palace yesterday wearing my wedding dress. In this case, I am yours, and even if I go back, I will not be able to marry again in the future. I don't want to be a nun in a temple."

An Yunxi's voice was gentle, and she spoke with both reason and emotion.

These words finally soothed Ling Fengxun's emotions. He looked into her eyes with burning eyes and said, "Do you really think so?"

An Yunxi couldn't help but laugh.

"What else? There is an old saying that goes, if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog; if you marry a prince, you naturally have to follow the prince."

Ling Fengxun's mouth tightened even more. He felt that An Yunxi was scolding him, but he had no evidence.

The prince saw that the atmosphere gradually eased with An Yunxi's words, and he raised his eyes and said: "Yunxi, things are not irreversible yet. The mistake yesterday was made by Uncle Huang, not you. As long as you come back to me, the position of the Crown Princess will still be yours!"