I traveled to the era of female supremacy and became a bad woman

Chapter 247 Teapot

The Regent's troops have surrounded the place and even blocked several nearby streets.

After Nangong Shang entered,

Yue Ming then led his men into the yard, and the two sides were on the verge of a fight.

Only then did Bai Mohan leisurely straighten his clothes and stand up, looking as if he didn't care at all.

Nangong Shang saw him being so arrogant and sneered, "You don't know your own limitations."

Then he slowly walked in, looked at the house in the yard, and then said lightly, "Take it down!"

In an instant, swords and knives clashed in the courtyard, and the scene was chaotic. Only Bai Mohan and Nangong Shang remained motionless, just staring at each other.

Soon, the people around Bai Mohan were outnumbered and were taken down one by one, kneeling on the ground.

Yueming and his men pointed their knives at Bai Mohan, approaching slowly with a fierce look on their faces.

Bai Mohan was wearing a dark red robe with white gauze underneath, and his hair was casually tied up halfway with a golden hairpin. If you just looked at him like this, you would definitely think he was a rich man who had no martial arts skills.

He looked at the people slowly approaching him, but remained calm, raised his eyebrows, and said teasingly, "The people around His Royal Highness Prince Shang are indeed extraordinary. I wonder why they want to capture me?"

Nangong Shang just looked at him coldly, not wanting to waste words with him, "Where is Yun'er?"

Hearing this address, Bai Mohan smiled slightly, "Yun'er? Are you talking about my wife, Prince Shang? Of course it's here with me. What does His Highness Prince Shang want from us?"

Nangong Shang was a little annoyed, and clenched his fists. This guy was much more hateful than his brother. "Catch him!"

Yue Ming and the others led their men forward, but Bai Mohan dodged. Holding a folding fan, he began to fight with the others.

The fan in his hand was not an ordinary folding fan, but a sharp weapon. Dozens of sharp blades suddenly emerged from the folding fan, cutting iron like mud.

Bai Mohan's internal strength is not low, so everyone underestimated him at the beginning. After several rounds, a group of people were injured, but no one touched him at all.

I really can't compete with him...

Nangong Shang saw this, took a few steps forward with his sword, and started fighting with him...

After a few moves, Bai Mohan was defeated... He flew back and avoided his sword, and a big hole was cut in his robe embroidered with dark crane patterns.

Nangong Shang injured his face, but it was only a slight mark. Bai Mohan wiped the blood from his face, his eyes suddenly sinister, "He's just a widow, but he's quite resentful."

A widow? Was he cursing Yun'er for breaking off the engagement? The more Nangong Shang looked at this guy, the more disgusted he became. He drew his sword and stepped forward.

Seeing this man coming towards him again, as if he wanted to kill him, Bai Mohan's eyes became fierce. He was about to resist, but suddenly looked away. At the critical moment, he dodged to the side and his shoulder was scratched.

He quickly covered his shoulders, groaned, and half-knelt on the ground.

"stop!"

Hearing this, Nangong Shang's heart trembled. He stopped fighting with Bai Mohan and turned to look.

Yuner!

She was indeed here.

Feng Zhaoyun was standing at the bedroom door, looking at him with a faint expression.

Nangong Shang quickly dropped the sword in his hand, took a few steps forward, walked to Feng Zhaoyun, took her hand, his face full of anxiety, no longer the arrogant and cold prince, "Yun'er, are you hurt? Did he do anything to you? A few days after you left, I made up my mind. From now on, I will never be separated from you again. I want to be with you..."

Feng Zhaoyun pushed his hand away and interrupted him.

Nangong Shang stared at his empty hands and froze in his tracks...

He looked at Feng Zhaoyun, only to see that she had a blank expression on her face, her expression cold and her eyes staring at him without a trace of warmth...

His heart tightened...

Is she... angry and blaming herself...

Thinking of this, Nangong Shang gently supported her shoulders, ignoring the people beside him, and hugged her in his arms, speaking softly, with some pleading and coaxing, "Yun'er, it's my fault. I shouldn't have let you come here alone. Everything is my fault..."

Feng Zhaoyun showed impatience and interrupted him again. He pushed him away and walked past him straight towards Bai Mohan.

Bai Mohan saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth curled up...

Only Nangong Shang was left standing there, at a loss...

Feng Zhaoyun walked over, helped him up with a worried look on his face, and said with concern, "Mo Han, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

Bai Mohan was helped up by her, looking weak, and shook his head, "It's nothing, your husband was afraid that he would disturb Your Highness, so he treated him like this, Your Highness, please don't blame me."

Feng Zhaoyun smiled indulgently when he heard him say this, "How could I blame you?"

She saw a tiny bloodstain on his face, her eyes filled with heartache. She reached out and touched it gently, "Does it hurt like this?"

Bai Mohan looked aggrieved, "It doesn't hurt. Your Highness Prince Shang was just joking with me."

Yue Ming rolled her eyes and said, "If Her Highness doesn't notice it soon, the wound on her face will almost heal."

Feng Zhaoyun turned around and looked at Nangong Shang.

Nangong Shang had never been like this before. He stood there like a child, at a loss, looking at the two of them.

Bai Mohan was so happy in his heart. It turned out that the love rival that his brother was afraid of was of such a level...

Feng Zhaoyun said coldly, "I wonder what brings you here, Prince Shang!"

Here it is again.

Seeing her so indifferent, Nangong Shang didn't know what to say. He slowly said, "This king...is here to save you."

Feng Zhaoyun snorted, "Save me? You came here and injured my beloved king. Is this how guests are treated in the Moon Kingdom?"

Love you....

Nangong Shang’s head exploded, Aijun???

At this moment, Bai Mohan hurried forward, took Feng Zhaoyun's arm, and said tenderly, "Your Highness, I am fine. Please don't cause any disputes with His Highness Prince Shang. His Highness Prince Shang also cares about you."

Nangong Shang:.......

This green tea!

Nangong Shang instantly thought of a hundred ways to kill Bai Mohan. He took a deep breath...

Tell yourself not to be angry and not to be impulsive.

He has always been second only to the emperor in Yue Kingdom and has never fought with men in the boudoir. He only knows that power is above everything else.

But facing Yun'er's change of attitude towards him, he was a little at a loss...

After a pause, he stepped forward, waved his hand, and ordered people to put down their weapons.

He walked up to Feng Zhaoyun and said, "Yun'er, come back to the prefectural government with me first. As long as you are not angry, I can do anything."

Feng Zhaoyun just gave him a cold look and said, "I don't need it. I have to leave the city today. I hope Your Highness will escort me personally."

Seeing that she was still so cold and acted as if she was just doing business with him, Nangong Shang felt frustrated. He said, "I have ordered people to search the entire city for Jiuyi and Xiao Qingyue. If you leave today, what about them?"

Feng Zhaoyun sneered, "If you find them, just send them back. Am I still waiting for them here?"

Nangong Shang was stunned. Something was wrong...

There must be something wrong...

Jiuyi was her personal guard, and Xiao Qingyue was also the one she tried hard to take away, so why did she say it was unimportant at this moment?

After thinking for a while, Nangong Shang narrowed his slender starry eyes, suddenly grabbed her arm, and reached towards her face with his other hand.

The sudden action annoyed Feng Zhaoyun. She pushed him away and shouted angrily, "Your Highness Prince Shang, what are you doing?"

Nangong Shang was puzzled. It wasn't a disguise! It was her real self!

Nangong Shang finally panicked, "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Zhaoyun took a step back, stood with his hands behind his back, and raised his chin slightly. "I will tell His Royal Highness Prince Shang one more time. Now, send me out of the city."

Yue Ming saw his master standing there, bewildered and dazed. He had lost his usual cool and elegant image and looked a little embarrassed. He hurried forward and whispered, "Your Highness, let's do this for now. Don't upset the Princess again."

Nangong Shang came back to his senses and asked again, "Yun'er, are you really leaving now? Then we..."

Feng Zhaoyun turned and walked towards Bai Mohan, took his hand, and said tenderly, "Aijun, do you want to leave today?"

Bai Mohan looked weak and glanced at Nangong Shang, "Your Highness, I want to go back. It's not convenient to serve Your Highness here."

Nangong Shang was burning with rage, gritting his teeth and wishing he could just go over and chop this guy into pieces.

Feng Zhaoyun turned around and said, "Your Highness Prince Shang, please lead the way and escort me out of the city."

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