Chapter 288: There is a madman who kidnapped the eldest princess. How audacious!
Princess Wenshu chased after him angrily. Seeing her own guards arrive, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Still thinking of escaping? Let's see where you can go now! Kill that woman for me, and capture the man alive!"
Wang Ning's handsome male favorite swiftly ran to Princess Wenshu's side, fanned himself gently, and said softly, "Princess, calm down. This boy is so ungrateful. Take him back. Ning'er will let you vent your anger."
Lan Xiyue felt sick upon hearing this: "Hey! You pretty boy, can't you just speak properly? Your tone is really disgusting!"
Wang Ning was born into a poor family. One day, while selling vegetables on the street, he was spotted by Princess Wenshu, who was passing by. He was taken to the princess's palace, where he lived a life of luxury. His sweet talk won him over, and the princess took him with her wherever she went.
At this moment, Wang Ning extended his orchid finger and said in a trembling voice, "You...just wait, you'll see what happens! What are you still doing? Quickly arrest this brat!"
Seeing the palace soldiers approaching, Qian Duoduo nervously pulled at Lan Xiyue's clothes.
Lan Xiyue patted her back gently and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
After saying this, Lan Xiyue let go of Qian Duoduo's hand, and in a flash, she was already behind Princess Wenshu, with a dagger across her neck. She said in a cold voice, "Be good and tell your guards to retreat, or I will kill you!"
Princess Wenshu was horrified. "Ah... bastard! I am the eldest princess of Dongyao Kingdom. How dare you hold me hostage?"
Wang Ning's eyes widened and he screamed, "Let the princess go!"
Lan Xiyue kicked Wang Ning on the butt and shouted angrily, "You little white face, you dare to yell at me?"
Wang Ning was kicked out by Lan Xiyue suddenly, lying on the ground in a mess, with dust flying everywhere, showing his miserable state.
Seeing this, Qian Duoduo on the side couldn't help but give Lan Xiyue a thumbs up. Sister, you are so awesome. You even dare to hold the princess hostage.
Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of unruliness in her eyes, and hooked her finger at Qian Duoduo: "Why don't you come to me?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo said coquettishly, "Brother Yue, I'm here..." Then she lifted her skirt and ran over.
Lan Xiyue's fingers moved slightly, and the dagger gently scratched Princess Wenshu's delicate neck, leaving a shallow blood mark. Blood beads quickly spurted out, "What? Do you really think I dare not kill you?" Lan Xiyue's voice was as cold as ice, "Why don't you let your palace soldiers get out of the way!"
Princess Wenshu felt the coldness on her neck, her throat rolling, and she swallowed hard: "Don't mess around, if you dare to hurt me, you won't be able to escape!"
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up into a cold smile, and the dagger moved a little closer: "Stop talking nonsense, I have no patience. If you don't let your guards move aside, I will cut your throat."
Princess Wenshu screamed, her voice piercing and piercing: "Ah! All of you get out of the way!"
Seeing this, the palace soldiers did not dare to delay and quickly made way.
Lan Xiyue took the eldest princess hostage and left in a swagger.
The palace soldiers followed closely behind, but did not dare to act rashly. After all, the eldest princess' life was in Lan Xiyue's hands.
At that moment, inside Youxiang Tower, Mo Yifan was enjoying tea and chatting with a few friends. Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to the scene outside the window, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? Aunt? What's she up to again?"
He took a closer look and his face suddenly changed. "Oh my god, this isn't right! My aunt has been kidnapped! Who is so bold as to kidnap the eldest princess under the Emperor's feet?"
Mo Yifan's figure flashed and he jumped down. Everyone in the private room was stunned by his sudden action. They rushed to the window and looked at the scene downstairs in amazement. Then they followed Mo Yifan and jumped down without hesitation.
Lan Xiyue glanced at the crowd opposite and was shocked. She thought to herself, "Oh my God, how could I meet Mo Yifan here?" She looked around quietly and did not see Mo Liyuan. She couldn't help but feel lucky and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Aunt!" A call broke Lan Xiyue's thoughts. Princess Wenshu saw Mo Yifan and cried out for help like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, "Yifan, come and save me! How dare this man hold me hostage!"
Mo Yifan's brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on the man holding Princess Wenshu hostage. A strange sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before. "Who are you? How dare you hold the princess hostage? Release her immediately!"
Lan Xiyue smiled inwardly, thankful that Mo Yifan hadn't recognized her. She deliberately cleared her throat, lowered her voice, and said roughly, "Get lost! How dare this old woman covet my peerless beauty? I was only acting in self-defense."
Mo Yifan glanced at the palace guards behind him, then at Lan Xiyue, and his mind was already clear. This man was so handsome, no wonder his aunt had evil thoughts about him. But he had unexpectedly hit a wall this time. Not only did the man refuse to comply, but he was actually being held hostage.
"Yifan, don't listen to his nonsense, save me quickly!" Princess Wenshu was extremely anxious.
Mo Yifan held his forehead helplessly, sighing inwardly: "When will my aunt change her lust for beautiful women? She's already this old, and she still doesn't know how to restrain herself..."
His face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "No matter what, you are gravely wrong to hold my aunt hostage. Release her, and I may show some mercy."
"What if I don't let you go?" Lan Xiyue's tone was a little provocative and teasing.
Mo Yifan was about to take action when he heard Lan Xiyue's deep voice, a hint of a smile: "Do you want to see whether your movements are faster or my dagger is faster?"
Princess Wenshu's body trembled, her face pale, and her screams of fear echoed in the streets: "Ah... No, don't kill me, I will let you go, Yifan, don't, don't be impulsive!"
Mo Yifan paused.
Lan Xiyue's cold voice rang out again: "Why don't you get out of my way? I'll count to three. If you don't get out of my way, I'll wipe her neck immediately, one..."
Mo Yifan finally reluctantly stepped aside and made way for his life.
Qian Duoduo was already trembling with fear, as if things were getting more complicated. Yueyue, how would this end? If the Regent knew that it was she who brought Yueyue to the Chu Pavilion, would she be killed by a single palm from the Regent? Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but tremble.
Mo Yifan watched him take his aunt away with him, his eyes deep, and waved gently to the darkness.
A dark figure flashed out in an instant, half-knelt in front of him, and whispered, "Third Prince!"
Mo Yifan's expression was solemn: "Go and follow secretly, make sure the eldest princess is safe, and find a chance to rescue her."
The secret guard took the order and left, and the figure quickly chased after him.
Mo Yifan turned to look at his good friend beside him, his eyes full of apology: "Sorry, let's meet again another day." He had to go find the little uncle. What if the secret guards couldn't save the eldest princess? The little uncle was strong in martial arts, so it would be safer to go find the little uncle.
"There is actually a madman holding the eldest princess hostage under the feet of the emperor. He is so audacious." A good friend sighed.
The other nodded slightly: "Third Prince, please do as you please. Saving the eldest princess is the most important thing."
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