"Ouch~"
Suddenly seeing someone blocking the road ahead, Situ Ye hurriedly stopped the carriage.
After Hua Qingcheng drank Nalan Yunzhi's farewell wine, she became tipsy and decided to let Situ Ye drive the carriage. The rumbling carriage continued southward, but Hua Qingcheng and the others had been walking for less than half an hour outside the capital when they were stopped by a crimson figure riding a tall horse.
"Who is blocking the road ahead? They are like animals without eyes. It's useless to hit them! Get out of the way quickly!" Situ Ye shouted sternly.
"Situ Xuanye, you really have a cruel heart!"
The person in front of them swiftly turned their horse's head, revealing her heroic face. The woman on horseback, sword in one hand and reins in the other, dressed in crimson brocade court attire, was none other than Xiahou Yu, the daughter of the Xiahou family who had wishfully believed herself to be Situ Xuanye's fiancée.
"Xia Houyu?"
Situ Ye parked the carriage steadily by the roadside, then strode forward to meet Xiahou Yu who was riding a tall horse.
"Aye, I haven't seen you for three years. You've grown taller and stronger!"
Xiahou Yu curled the corners of his lips slightly, then leaped directly from the horse's back in front of Situ Ye, raised his right hand and was about to touch Situ Ye's chin, but Situ Ye dodged by turning his head.
"Men and women should not touch each other. Miss Xiahou, please respect yourself! Also, please don't call me by my nickname. We are not familiar with each other."
Situ Ye's face was sullen, his tone slightly cold. He secretly lamented that he had not checked the almanac before leaving home this morning, and that he had encountered this unlucky star on the way.
"Aye, we are fiancée and husband. What you said really hurts my heart!" Xiahou Yu covered his chest with his hands, pretending to be deeply shocked.
"That's just your wishful thinking. There is nothing between us. What's more... a good man doesn't marry two women. I was already married three years ago. How can a man have two wives?" Facing the stubborn Xiahou Yu, Situ Ye showed impatience.
"Are you talking about the coward hiding in the carriage? Humph! I treat you as a treasure, but she treats you as grass. That woman actually let you, a delicate and precious eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, drive the carriage. You, as a wife, are really not that good! Moreover, I have been here for a while, but she is still hiding in her shell and dare not show up. What is there about a woman like this that is worthy of your infatuation?" Xiahou Yu sneered disdainfully, glancing at the carriage behind Situ Ye with a bad look.
"You are not allowed to insult my wife! If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!" Situ Ye pointed at Xiahou Yu angrily, his words cold.
"Second brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to her? Send her away quickly, we still have to go have lunch soon!" Han Yichen lifted the curtain of the carriage and then threw a sword to Situ Ye.
Situ Ye steadily took the sword thrown by Han Yichen and turned it neatly in his hand.
"Is it you?"
"Xuanye, you guys..."
Through the lifted corner of the carriage curtain, Xiahou Yu recognized at a glance that the person who was talking in the carriage and throwing the sword at Situ Ye was one of Hua Qingcheng's husbands. She had seen him before at the Hua family.
So, the wife Situ Xuanye was referring to was Hua Qingcheng, the woman he had previously intended to bring back to the capital and send to the imperial palace as a spy? Xiahou Yu's heart was suddenly filled with sorrow at the thought. Situ Xuanye actually preferred a peasant woman to himself? And when had he acquired such skill?
"Xuanye, she is not worthy of you!"
Xiahou Yu unsheathed the sword in his left hand with a "swish" and then stabbed towards the carriage behind Situ Ye.
"clang"!
Situ Ye also drew out his sword, blocking Xiahou Yu's sword that was stabbing at the carriage curtain, and the two of them then started to exchange moves "ping pong pong".
"Xuanye, you..."
Watching Situ Ye's fluid, flawless movements, his swordplay, whether defensive or offensive, each strike was spot-on, without the slightest flourish, Xiahou Yu couldn't help but be secretly astonished. After three years, Situ Xuanye, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, had transformed into a martial arts master?
"Young Master!"
Seeing that Lady Xiahou actually raised her sword and stabbed at the carriage in which Si Chengfeng was sitting, Feng Wen and Feng Wu immediately got off the carriage from the back, drew their swords to resist, but suddenly saw that the other party had started fighting with Master Situ.
"I'm fine. You guys wait here and come forward to help if you need help." Si Chengfeng ordered through the carriage curtains.
"Yes, young master!"
After Feng Wen and Feng Wu received the order, they stood on the left and right in front of the carriage.
Hearing the "ping pong" sounds of fighting coming from outside, Han Yichen in the carriage hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover Hua Qingcheng's ears.
His drunken wife was sleeping soundly in his arms, and he was reluctant to help her sober up. Otherwise, once she woke up, the warm and soft jade in his arms would be gone, or she would be taken away by Si Huli again...
"Brother Han, you've been holding Qingcheng for so long, your hands must be sore. Do you want me to help..."
Facing the domineering and possessive Han Yichen, Si Chengfeng looked helpless, but he was interrupted by the other party before he could finish his words.
"No need! Do you think I'm as delicate as you? Even if I hold you for another day and night, I'll be fine!"
Although Han Yichen has accepted the fact that Si Chengfeng has become Hua Qingcheng's fifth husband, this does not prevent him from disliking this Si fox.
While Han Yichen and Si Chengfeng were jealous of Hua Qingcheng, Kang Fulai in another carriage heard the noise outside. Although he wanted to go out to help, he could only worry and be helpless because his broken hands and feet had not recovered yet.
"Xiahou Yu, we are not suitable for each other! Just take care of yourself and don't bother me again!"
Situ Ye and Xia Hou Yu exchanged blows for dozens of times before finally placing the sword against Xia Hou Yu's neck. Xia Hou Yu, a descendant of a military family, possessed a solid foundation in martial arts, forcing him to employ several of his family's sword techniques before he could subdue her.
"After three days of absence, one begins to look at someone with new eyes. Xuanye, before, I only liked your appearance. But now... I'm afraid I'll marry you for the rest of my life!"
Xiahou Yu used her fingers to remove the sword pressed against her neck and gave Situ Ye a charming smile. Proud as she was, she hadn't expected to fall to Situ Xuanye's sword one day, but Xiahou Yu wasn't the least bit upset. The sight of Situ Xuanye's dashing demeanor only fueled her desire to conquer him.
"Xuanye, I will never give up!"
Xiahou Yu got up from the ground, jumped onto the horse nimbly, held the sword in one hand, pulled the reins with the other hand to turn the horse's head. Before leaving, he saw her turn around and smile at Situ Ye.
"madman!"
Looking at Xiahou Yu riding away on his horse in the opposite direction, Situ Ye shouted angrily.
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