Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

The spring breeze blew gently, and the night passed quietly. The peach blossoms in the yard were scorching with pink.

In the east alley of the capital, King Annan and Murong Xiang were waiting with an army of fifty thousand.

They waited from early in the morning until three o'clock in the morning, but Lu Yuan and Gu Panxia were still nowhere to be seen.

King Annan couldn't help but feel angry. Now, the emperor is unwilling to hand over the jade seal, and his favorite son has been captured by the enemy. Now, he has been left to hang out in this alley for a long time. He thinks that he is also a dignified prince after all. But he was tricked by two little kids. The more he thought about it, the more irritating he became.

"You bastard, why didn't you rescue your third brother in time?"

King Annan had nowhere to use his anger, so Murong Xiang naturally became a target.

No, he was slapped so hard that half of his face was swollen. The pain was so painful that he dared not speak out in anger.

What could he say? Saying that he can't beat Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan?

The father would definitely scold him for being incompetent. He brought so many people but couldn't even catch two people.

Therefore, his heart at the moment was as miserable as eating Huanglian.

At this moment, he even hoped that Murong Hua could be tortured to death by Lu Yuan and Gu Panxia.

"Hey, King Annan is quite angry."

At this time, a familiar voice came from the corner of the alley, and several figures also walked out of the corner at the same time.

The visitors were none other than Lu Yuan, Gu Panxia and others.

Compared to King Annan's 50,000-strong army, the two of them only led a few people.

Among them are Zhao Bin, Ji Yue, Zhu Hua and Mu Qing, as well as Prince Murong Hao, Wen Shucheng and Lin Yan.

When King Annan saw Murong Hao, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

The person who just spoke was none other than Prince Murong Hao.

King Annan sneered, "Huh, I can't believe that the majestic prince of Zhou turned into a coward. Even his own father was under house arrest and still remained indifferent."

During these days, he could send many people out to look for Murong Hao's whereabouts, but unfortunately, they were never able to find out.

Unexpectedly, he was with Lu Yuan and the others.

Murong Hao didn't react much when he heard this. The gentle smile of the past was still on his face, but if you look closely, you will find that the smile did not reach his eyes.

"The majestic King Annan of the Zhou Dynasty can plot to usurp the throne. As the prince, I refuse to save him. What's so surprising?"

King Annan said with a genuine expression: "Sure enough, I said, how could someone not be interested in the throne? It turns out that they want to reap the benefits!"

"But...why do you think that a few of you can defeat my 50,000-strong army?"

King Annan laughed proudly, and Murong Xiang on the side also covered his face and looked at them with disdain.

He looked behind several people, but did not see Murong Hua's figure, and his eyes couldn't help but brighten.

He pretended to be angry and said, "Lu Yuan, where is my third brother? What did you do to him?"

After he mentioned this, King Annan realized the purpose of his coming to Dongxiang today.

He said coldly: "Lu Yuan, where is Hua'er? Where did you hide him?"

Lu Yuan's thin lips were slightly raised, his face was as warm as the wind, but the coldness in his eyes was sharp and terrifying.

It was this expression that made the father and son opposite him tremble.

None of them, including Prince Murong Hao, could match Lu Yuan's kingly temperament.

But think about it, Lu Yuan is half of the royal family and has been on the battlefield for a long time. It is normal to have such a terrifying temperament.

"You...you said you didn't want to tell me?"

King Annan's voice trembled slightly, and he pointed at Lu Yuan and said angrily.