Everyone here stood up one after another, and the officials in the capital didn't know who to help.

The best way is to not help anyone.

The women's faces turned slightly pale, and they all made excuses to leave the princess's mansion.

This queen and the other are princesses, and no one can afford to offend them.

Wen Yao was not nervous at all. The queen saw that there were not many guards in the princess's mansion, so she dared to come with so many people.

Judging from the steps and figures of these four people, they are extremely skilled guards.

Of course, the queen also has many masters around her, and she uses them to protect herself when she goes out, which is also useful this time. After all, in her eyes, what can Wen Yao do if she is so powerful? She can't beat her four hands with her fists.

People are not those nanny maids in the palace who are powerless.

Some people in the Princess' Mansion immediately rushed up to block Wen Yao's side when they saw their princess being bullied.

"Your Highness, Princess, please leave first. Let's stop here. Someone has already called you the prince. The prince should be able to arrive soon."

Wen Yao shook his head: "This is not a big deal, why are you asking Mo Dongliu to do?"

She had been itchy with her hands for a long time. If she didn't move, she would rust. Today, she happened to use these people to try her skills.

Her body is definitely a martial arts genius. Whether it is internal strength and muscles, she is first-class. With the development of time, she feels that her original potential has been stimulated. Now, she has really not met an opponent.

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When she faced the dead eunuch, she had to use clever tricks. When she saw so many assassins and killers, she had to avoid her sharp edges. Now she felt that she could fight as much as she could.

"Come, help Your Highness the Princess."

But the people under her were not listening to her at all.

These people were found by Mo Dongliu to take care of her daily life. She originally wanted to choose by herself, but the people Mo Dongliu found were very strong. She was first-class in both skills and martial arts. Not only could she be a current person, but she could also be a good person.

As an escort, she saved money to find someone.

The group of people brought by the queen was not easy to mess with. The chaos was about to break out and they started fighting in the courtyard.

Wen Yao wanted to do something, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Wen Qing looked serious: "Hide first, this is not a place where you, a woman, should stay."

Wen Yao: "Hey...whether should I be?"

Wen Qing didn't say a word, and took her out of the crowd and protected her behind her.

His shoulders were not wide, but he was very determined. He hid in the courtyard gate with Wen Yao and locked the door.

"You stay inside, brother will help you with the outside."

Wen Yao was so amused that she was actually locked in the yard by Wen Qing.

Zhu'er walked out of it and saw her princess standing at the door jumping, and asked curiously: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yao sighed: "My elder brother is afraid that I will be injured and will not let me go out."

Zhu'er nodded: "The princess should go inside and rest first, and go out until the matter is settled."

Wen Yao looked sideways: "Am I the kind of person who is afraid of trouble?"

Zhu'er pushed Wen Yao's arm: "No, but in this extraordinary time, the princess is not easy to have conflicts with the queen. I heard that the third prince was going to the battlefield and the emperor agreed, so the queen was angry at this time, so you should not fight head-on/

It's right."

Wen Yao curled the corners of her lips, she was really not afraid of head-on confrontation.

She didn't mind letting the queen see how hard her fist was and whether she would hit her teeth all over the ground.

"Whether it is a soft knife or a hard knife, she can pick up as many princesses as she has. If she says the word "fear", I won't call it Wen Yao."

Zhu'er smiled and said, "What's your name?"

Wen Yao also knocked Zhu'er on the head, "Everyone said he was not afraid."

As soon as she took her hand back, she suddenly remembered something. It seemed that Mo Dongliu had knocked her like this one that day, and she learned the other party's little move without realizing it.

With his hand withdrawn, a warm light surged in Wen Yao's eyes.

Suddenly, the door bolt was pulled from outside, and a dark figure appeared at the door. Wen Yao stood in front of the door and turned his head, and saw Mo Dongliu walking in.

He frowned slightly, and his phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Are you injured?"

As soon as he entered the door, his eyes were fixed on Wen Yao and he looked her up and down.

Just as she was thinking about this person, this person arrived so quickly that Wen Yao was a little unresponsive. She coughed dryly and chuckled, "No, your person is too powerful."

No, she had to deal with the queen and the others before she could do anything.

The fight can't be done, and Wen Yao felt a little regretful.

Mo Dongliu's face turned cold: "As a princess, you must be in line with the princess' identity. Can you do such a small matter yourself?"

Wen Yao said: "No wonder few people have known that you know martial arts for so many years."

Mo Dong slapped his sleeves and said, "Leave some trump cards, which will play a crucial role when necessary, mainly because those who have seen this king know martial arts are dead."

Wen Yao touched her neck, and she felt why her head was so cold?

"Something happened outside, I want you to go and see it myself this time."

After saying this, Mo Dongliu gently grabbed Wen Yao's wrist. Although it was not strong enough, it was not allowed to refuse.

Wen Yao was taken all the way to the front yard. With only a cup of tea in front and behind, it was obvious that the Queen and the others had all lay on the ground without knowing their lives. Even her face turned pale.

"Dongwang, if you dare to hurt a hair in this palace, the emperor will definitely not let you go."

Mo Dongliu ignored her.

Standing not far away, there were a group of people wearing black clothes led by Tiancheng. There were more than twenty of them, and they were all black.

Just opposite these people, another side of the people was blocking the door with a rush of momentum. The people were dressed in ordinary clothes, like bandits coming from outside. The two leaders looked over forties, but they were big and thick, and they were energetic.

Full head.

The man standing in front was wearing a short blue cloth dress and a long knife was slapped around his waist. He smiled and said, "I will pay homage to Princess Changyao in the future. I wonder if you know where the princess is?"

The queen's face turned pale, and the people she brought were not enough in the eyes of these people. Mo Dongliu's people were beaten down before they even arrived.

She winked at her subordinates, and she quickly lowered her voice and said, "These people must be in the same group as Changyao. Changyao is not a good person at first glance. She actually has an intersection with these bandits. Come with me quickly

When I return to the palace, I will report this matter to the emperor in person."

The palace maid and nanny around her quickly packed up her things. The queen was in disgrace when she ran away. Because she was not the ones that strangers were looking for, no one cared about her at all.

Only those Mo Dongliu were waiting in front of the courtyard gate, preventing these people from getting closer.

When Wen Yao came out, he saw a scene of tension between the two sides. She stepped forward to those who seemed to be bandits and said, "Who are you looking for me?"

Mo Dongliu obviously had some speculations about the identities of these people, so he did not stop Wen Yao from getting closer.

The tall middle-aged man in charge stared at Wen Yao for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and clasped his fists at her: "I am grateful to Your Highness, please pay me a blessing to Your Highness."

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes and suddenly remembered something: "You two are the generals who came to the Northern Song Dynasty with my mother?"

The man said, "In Xia Liu Ting, this is Jiang Wei, the one who escorted the princess back then."

Wen Yao nodded with a smile: "Then why are you looking for me?"

Her voice was light and there was not much enthusiasm in it. Although she heard that the two met her mother, she still looked like a stranger when talking about it.

After all, even though they were her mother's subordinates back then, they could not appear in front of Xia Lanshan when she was in the most difficult time and when her mother died, nor could they give her an extra bite of food.

Wen Yao grew up from childhood to adulthood, relying on the silly maid left by Xia Lanshan back then and Wen Qing's care as his elder brother.

Pointing at the two of them, she didn't know where she died. Now she heard that she had developed and came to talk about her relationship and dream.

Wen Yao looked faint: "It seems that it is better for you to eat something before leaving when you travel a long distance. When you come, there should be a lot of food in the kitchen, all of which are put out."

The servants in the yard took action immediately and packed up all the overturned food.

Wen Yao looked at the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks that fell on the ground, and felt a pain.

She frowned and said, "I will write a list to the palace later and ask the queen to compensate. If she doesn't compensate, the palace will personally go to the palace to ask her for it."

With a big stroke, she quickly wrote a long list, regardless of whether there are or not, and counting tens of thousands of taels together.

"My dishes are made by the chef on the first floor of the capital, so they are naturally more valuable. These tables are all pear blossoms and crafted by master craftsmen. How valuable are ordinary tables and chairs comparable?"

Wen Yao finished writing the order and handed it to his subordinates, so he had time to see the "bandits" who were standing in the distance and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, the last general..."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows: "Oh, is there anything wrong?"

"There are 60,000 troops around the general, and now they are hiding in one place, as long as the princess gives her order..."

"No, I can't afford it."

The man in the lead widened his eyes, never expecting that Wen Yao would say such words.

Liu Ting and Jiang Wei were both top-notch players at the time, otherwise Mo Wuchen would not have been so valued.

The elite soldiers led by these two people were all against ten people. It seems that these 60,000 troops were relatively small, but when they really fought, they were not inferior to those who had more than 100,000.

Once such a powerful general joins the Northern Song Dynasty, the strength of the Northern Song Dynasty will be further improved, and will make Nanyan even more afraid and dare not take action easily.

But now, Wen Yao told him as soon as he spoke...No.

Liu Ting has not experienced such a huge gap yet, which is somewhat different from what he imagined.

He and Jiang Wei had already discussed that if they met Wen Yao, even if she was the daughter of the princess, they would have to test her well.
Chapter completed!