Demon Lord Gets Married

C47 – There Is a Bottom Line to Trust

An County was north of the capital, so if they were to travel south on the carriage, it would take them at least half a month to reach there. Yin Xu did not care about the length of time.

He and Teng Yu rode in separate carriages. After the fresh energy in the carriage had passed, he felt that this carriage was very uncomfortable.

The carriage was too small and oppressive, the blankets were too thin and not warm enough, the journey was boring, and the bumpy ride was unbearable.

In the carriage in front of him, Teng Yu had the same feeling, a little regretful that he had killed the guards so cleanly, at least he left a few people to carry the palanquins.

“Your Highness, in two more days, the news of your assassination will reach the capital. With the matter of the Liu State Monument, this time, the First Prince probably won’t be able to clarify things so easily.”

It’s hard to say what Teng Yi did, it’s not important, it’s just that whether Royal Father believes in him or not is not important, if they believe it, it’s not important, but as long as we plant the seed, there will be no fear of it not sprouting.

Humans were like this, blindly believing in what they thought was right. His Royal Father might be a noble nine or five, but he was also a normal person, so people would have prejudices against him.

Han Sen had never been able to understand the Emperor’s actions. If he disliked the Empress Liu, then he could just find a reason to cripple him, but the Third Prince was his flesh and blood.

For some reason, outsiders would think that the Emperor favors the Third Prince.

“Trust has its bottom line. When the Emperor heard that you were ambushed, the first person he suspected was probably the First Prince.”

“It is only natural to suspect him. If I die, he will benefit the most. Even if I say that he didn’t do it, no one would believe me.” Teng Yu laughed in a good mood.

The reason he had followed the First Prince all the way to the Liu State was not just to get rid of the useless people around him.

The carriage suddenly stopped, Teng Yu and Han Sen grabbed onto the armrest of the carriage, and were not thrown out, the two of them looked at each other, and shouted out: “What happened?”

“Master, there’s an assassin!” Han Qing threw away the whip and reins in his hand, drew his blade and quickly jumped down the carriage.

Teng Yu opened the car door and saw 20 or so masked men in black. The ones in front had crossbows in their hands and were pointed at them.

Teng Yu was not worried about the three people on his side, nor was he worried about Huo Tian.

“Go to the back of the carriage and guard it.” Teng Yu frowned and instructed Han Sen.

Han Sen thought that he was worried for the safety of the Seventh Young Master Huo. Thinking that there were still Dark Guard around, and that nothing could happen to him, he jumped off the carriage and walked towards the back. These few days, he could tell that this Seventh Young Master Huo’s position in his master’s heart was not ordinary.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Teng Yu picked up the whip at the side and swung it a few times, hitting each arrow one by one.

Yin Xu pushed open the door of the carriage, and two arrows flew towards him, causing both Old Housekeeper and Wu Sheng to shout out in shock.

Yin Xu carelessly raised his hand, but without seeing him move, he saw the two arrows pause in mid air, and then plummet to the ground.

When Han Sen walked over, he saw this scene. He looked at the teenager in front of the carriage in shock and suddenly understood Third Prince’s choice.

The group of black-clothed people clearly did not expect that their mission target would be not only a Martial Arts Competition, but also an expert. Even a random youth with extraordinary martial arts skills actually walked out.

The leader in black understood the value of this information. Even if all of them were to die here, he had to send the news back. He whistled, and three of the men in black immediately retreated, escaping in three different directions.

However, before they had taken a few steps, a group of people suddenly appeared on both sides of the road. Similarly, they wore black clothes and black pants, and black veils.

“Oh no, it’s a trap!” “Retreat!” With the order from the man in black, he led his men and wanted to retreat, but how could it be so easy?

Teng Yu watched this scene coldly from the front of the car. A few tricks thought through in his mind, he raised his eyebrows, and quickly decided on a plan.

He shouted, “Han Qing!”

Han Qing had just stabbed his blade into the heart of a black-clothed man, and upon hearing Master’s call, he immediately pulled his blade out. He did not care about the blood splattered all over his body, and ran in front of Teng Yu and asked: “Master, do you have any instructions?”

“Go and find Kou Zhongming. I’ve been repeatedly assassinated in his territory, so I’ll have them give me an explanation!”

“Yes, your subordinate will go now.” Han Qing used his blade to cut the ropes on the horse carriage, jumped onto the horse and with a kick, he rode the horse and galloped away.

“Did you arrange it again?” Yin Xu leaned onto the carriage with his arms crossed, watching the fight in front of him with boredom.

This way, the battle between Ye Zichen’s sword and blade was extremely boring in the eyes of the Demon Lord. Any Qi Cultivation stage brat would be able to squash these people with one hand.

What a pity … He could only be with these mortals for the rest of his life.

“Do you think I’m such a bore?”

Yin Xu shifted his gaze onto his face and asked: “Then how did it happen to be intercepted halfway and coincidentally rescued?”

Teng Yu threw away the horsewhip and pulled Yin Xu to sit on the carriage, “I only assigned a group of Dark Guard to you as a precaution, but who would have thought that it would come in handy.”

As a prince, if he really only had two bodyguards by his side, he would not have been able to make it to the capital.

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