Aoba was stunned.

In her impression, although Fang Ying was tall and thick, he had always been submissive in the princess mansion.

Now, he actually dares to yell?

Who gave him the courage!

There was a trace of anger in Qingye's eyes: "Consort, you are Princess Shang, not marrying a princess. In front of me, you are just a minister..."

"I say it again, get out!"

"Consort! Please pay attention to your identity..."

Bang!

Fang Ying suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Qingye's slender neck, and pushed her against the wall.

"Things that don't know any dignity or inferiority!"

Fang Ying looked at her and said coldly: "A little female official of the princess palace dares to point fingers at my consort, who gave you the courage?"

"Cough cough cough... let go..."

Qingye was pinched by Fang Ying's iron-like hands, his face flushed, and he felt like he was out of breath. While struggling desperately, he said harshly:

"I am Princess Gaoyang's personal female officer, how dare you be rude to me! I will definitely report it to Your Majesty and punish you for the crime of disrespect!"

"Oh? Punish me?"

Fang Ying suddenly smiled, leaned close to Qingye's pretty face, and whispered: "Idiot, I am not only the consort of the Tang Dynasty, but also the legitimate son of the Prime Minister."

"Believe it or not, even if I crush you to death now, not a single hair will fall off afterwards!"

Qingye's face turned pale.

A chill instantly spread throughout his body.

In the past, Fang Ying seemed to be missing a muscle in his head, allowing her to manipulate him at will, so that she gradually forgot that the other party had a noble identity.

That is... the second son of Fangfu!

In the entire Tang Dynasty, who didn't know about Fang's plan? Since Du Ruhui's death, Fang Xuanling became the chief assistant of Zhenguan, under the leadership of civil servants.

How could she, a female official of the princess's palace, provoke such a high-ranking and powerful person?

"It seems that Sister Qingye has remembered something."

Fang Ying let go of the other party's neck, the smile on his face remained the same, but his tone was extremely cold: "Now that you understand the situation, why don't you get out of here!"

Green leaves are like being granted amnesty.

Not daring to say another word, he hurriedly bowed his head and left.

…

Looking at Qingye's retreating back.

Fang Ying let out a long breath, feeling increasingly depressed.

What is this!

When others travel through time, they become emperors and princes, but what about the one possessed by me?

A wimp, a cuckold, a mentally retarded man who is bullied by everyone, a famous mallet in Chang'an City, he will be beheaded in a few years...

Others start with a knife, and all their equipment depends on explosion.

I started out as a cuckold.

What a hell of a time travel!

He kicked forward and walked forward, his brain running rapidly at the same time, analyzing the information currently known.

"Historical records are correct, Princess Gaoyang is indeed a scammer!"

"The gears of fate have begun to rotate. From now on, my life has entered a countdown!"

"If you want to avoid the murderous situation in a few years, there are only two ways..."

"First, train Princess Gaoyang so that she can restrain her proud and overbearing temper and stop wandering on the verge of seeking death."

"Second, get rid of Gao Yang completely and draw a clear line with him. This way, even if she rebels in the future, she will have nothing to do with him."

The first one...forget it, cross it out!

Based on the temptation just now, I want this princess to be a good person unless the sun rises in the west.

Then there is only the second way left!

The problem is, this marriage was granted by the emperor, and Gao Yang was still the princess of the Tang Dynasty, so how could he just say no to it?

Wait! The emperor granted marriage?

A flash of lightning seemed to flash across Fang Ying's mind.

“To untie the bell, you must tie the bell!”

"The only way to end this fatal marriage is to ask Emperor Taizong, Li Shimin, to take the initiative to decree a reconciliation!"

…

Boom!!

At this moment, Fang Ying suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet shaking.

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

Fang Ying looked up blankly.

At the far end of the field of vision, a torrent of smoke and dust, accompanied by a deafening sound like thunder, was rolling towards this side.

Fang Ying's pupils contracted and his whole body tensed up instantly.

"This is...cavalry!"

This was the first time he saw ancient cavalry since traveling to the Tang Dynasty.

Unlike watching movies and TV shows through a screen, only when you really stand in front of this iron flow can you truly feel the oppression.

The mane is flying in the wind, the iron hooves as big as a bowl are shaking the ground, and the strong muscles are beating rhythmically... Although there are only a few dozen riders, it gives people the aura of a thousand troops.

"Get out of the way! The horse is frightened!"

A knight found Fang Ying standing in front and shouted anxiously.

Only then did Fang Ying see clearly that at the front of the cavalry, there were two horses marching together, and behind them, there was actually a gorgeous carriage...

"Walk!"

Fang Ying was about to run away.

Behind him is a peach blossom forest. As long as he runs into the forest, the momentum of the frightened horse will be blocked by the peach blossom forest, and he will be safe.

However, the moment he turned around.

A whirlwind blew up out of thin air, blowing open the hanging brocade curtain in front of the carriage... A graceful figure came into Fang Ying's eyes...

"Damn! There's someone else in the carriage?!"

Fang Ying was shocked.

With such a force of impact, if the carriage crashes into the peach forest, it will inevitably be torn apart, and the people inside will be seriously injured even if they do not die.

He stood there, staring straight ahead.

My heart is beating uncontrollably, my breathing is so short that I am suffocating, my adrenaline is soaring, and an explosive emotion is spreading throughout my body...

"Can I...can I stop it?"

Such a crazy idea suddenly appeared in Fang Ying's mind.

Since time traveling, he has felt more than once that this body is simply inhuman. Not only does his six senses differ from ordinary people, but his strength is also boundless.

Now he wants to try to see if this body is as strong as he imagined...

"Xiao Langjun! Get out of the way!"

The cavalrymen shouted.

The carriage hit Fang Ying straight away. If he was hit now, he would be shattered to pieces.

"ah--"
Chapter completed!