The two guards hugged him up, reached out to hold Li Zaixing's shoulder, pressed him hard, trying to press him to the ground, kneeling in front of Wang Hui's face. Their hands had just touched Li Zaixing's body, and Li Zaixing suddenly shook all over. The two guards' hands were as if they were electric shocked, and they screamed involuntarily and retreated.

Li Zaixing lowered his face and shook his sleeves: "The prince and the prince temporarily rested in the anger of thunder. I just want to ask you to understand why the prince and the prince is so aggressive? Could it be that he wants to use his power to suppress others and make a move?"

Nan Jiyun's eyes shrank, his feet raised, and was about to take action. When he heard Li Zaixing's words, he hesitated for a moment and quietly took it back. He focused on Li Zaixing's every move, and was quite surprised. Li Zaixing's movement was not very big just now, and the two guards did not show any injuries, but he shouted at the same time, as if he had encountered something incredible, which made him more vigilant. He knew the strength of the two subordinates and knew that they were experienced veterans. If it weren't for a special situation, they would not have lost their composure in front of Wang Hui.

"Bold!" Wang Hui was confronted by Li Zaixing in person and was so angry that he came. The mere common people dared to speak to his dignified censor, Jingzhao Yin, was tolerant, but who would not bear it. "Catch me someone, take it."

"Let's go." Li Zaixing stretched out his hand and blocked the guard who was about to pounce on him again. He turned his head and looked at the angry Wang Hui and said word by word: "I came here to be a witness for the princess's family, not to compete with the prince. Since the prince is not interested in the case itself, I will say goodbye."

Hearing the case, Wang Hui suddenly shuddered. He stood up and walked to Li Zaixing, pushed Wang Zhun away, and shouted in a deep voice: "Where is the princess now?"

Li Zaixing shook his head: "Prince Mingjian, the Hu girl beside me is not a princess." He turned around and bowed to Wang Xun's family of three, and said apologetically: "I didn't expect that a Hu girl would cause such trouble to the princess's family. I really feel sorry. Princess, you are wronged."

Princess Yongmu was relieved and nodded hurriedly. She raised her head and was about to meet Wang Hui's angry gaze, and quickly lowered her head again.

Li Zaixing frowned secretly. The dignified princess was as gentle as a rabbit in front of Wang Hui. This princess was really depressed. In other words, Wang Hui was really arrogant. Why is he? Li Linfu, or... emperor? Li Linfu is also a subject, not as noble as a princess, emperor... but how could her biological father be so far?

Wang Hui sneered: "You said that? Where is that Hu young lady now?"

Li Zaixing frowned: "She has gone out of the city and it will take several days to come back."

"How many days?" Wang Hui sneered and said sternly: "Then you just can't prove it?"

Li Zaixing also sneered. He wanted this effect, otherwise he would not have sent Mitra away. When Wang Hui was eager to clear his responsibilities, he certainly tended to be the so-called Temila, the princess, and if there was no definite evidence to prove that it was not, he would stick to his own opinion. At this time, whether it was the princess or the princess, if he did not admit it, he would refuse to admit it, and he should be beaten. As for a troublemaker like Li Zaixing, he should be killed.

Although the Tang Dynasty's laws are very cautious about killing people, Wang Hui could not care about Li Zaixing's life or death in the face of his own honor and disgrace.

Li Zaixing also knew that he was not worth enough, so he had to drag Wang Xun's family into the way. Wang Hui and his son could bully Princess Yongmu, but false accusation of the princess was another matter. Li Mi's original plan was to force the angry Wang Hui to the point of false accusation of the princess. Only in this way can the emperor be angered.

In Li Mi's plan, the princess is a prop, and Li Zaixing is also a prop. The princess can be humiliated or even beaten, and Li Zaixing can be beaten or even killed. As long as the final goal is achieved, it is worth it for Li Mi.

This is Li Mi's plan, not Li Zaixing, so Li Zaixing wants to take back the initiative.

Seeing that Wang Hui did not take Princess Yongmu seriously, Li Zaixing sneered in his heart, but his face was still calm. "The princess is the daughter of Your Majesty. She is sisters from the princess. She can't tell the difference between the two? Even if she is really a princess, can the prince still harm her young sister? The prince's accusation is too arrogant. The prince said that the prince cannot prove her innocence, so what evidence does the prince have to prove her accusation?"

"What did you say?" Wang Hui didn't understand for a moment, glanced at Li Zaixing sideways and said, "You say it again."

"I mean, how can the prince prove that he did not intend to falsely accuse the princess?" Li Zaixing calmly adjusted the topic. He glanced at Wang Zhun: "The prince came today and scolded the princess again and brought me to justice. I am afraid it is not for investigating the case, but for personal revenge? The son competed with us, first lost to the pot, and then lost to Cuju. Could it be that he was holding a grudge and inspiring the prince to use the official weapon to retaliate against us?"

"Rareless!" Wang Hui was extremely angry and shouted loudly.

Li Zaixing disagreed and continued, "Don't you know? A few days ago, at the banquet to celebrate Wei Yingwu's new Jinshi, the son wanted to show off in front of famous prostitutes, so he specially invited the eleventh son to throw a pot. The eleventh son was humble, so I had to recommend myself. However, the son was unlucky and returned home in a great defeat, and even learned to bark a few times..."

Speaking of this, Li Zaixing laughed out loud and glanced at Wang Zhun. Wang Zhun was so embarrassed that his face turned red and furious that he rushed up and was about to take action. Wang Hui reached out to stop him and looked at Li Zaixing coldly.

"Three days ago, I played with Wei Sanlang and I played Cuju. The son came uninvited and insisted on playing games. He also used despicable means of hurting people. Unexpectedly, he failed to fight the tiger and was injured by the tiger. This was obvious to countless people on that day and could not be faked. The prince came here in full costume today, accusing the princess of hiding the princess, and then told me to come and reply, and he would fight and kill him as soon as he met. I think this is not like asking a case, but to take revenge. Princess, I wonder how you explain it?"

After Li Zaixing finished speaking, he looked at Wang Hui leisurely, his eyes full of provocation.

Wang Hui was very angry. The dignified censor, Jingzhao Yin, could make the princess silent, but was criticized by a commoner in person for taking personal revenge and using public weapons for private use. He was extremely presumptuous. He stopped Wang Zhun, who was blushing and sneered: "What a slick and slutty rude man. It seems that if you don't give you some good looks, you don't know what official power is. Come on, give it to me..."

Before he could finish his words, Li Zaixing, who had been smiling, suddenly fell down. He shook his body and punched Wang Zhun, who had just smiled on his face. Wang Zhun was shocked. He didn't expect Li Zaixing to dare to attack him. During several battles with Li Zaixing, although Li Zaixing let him lose all his face, he did not dare to touch a finger. Especially in the Juchang, he forced Li Zaixing so much, but Li Zaixing did not dare to touch him. In his subconscious, he had already determined that Li Zaixing was afraid of his power and status and did not dare to really hurt him.

It is precisely because of this that he dared to force Li Zaixing toward him repeatedly.

However, now he found that Li Zaixing was not afraid of hurting him at all. His fists came too fast, so fast that he had no time to react.

With a "bang", Wang Zhun flew out and fell heavily into the corner of the wall, causing the screens in the corner to roar.

Wang Hui was shocked, and all the words behind him were blocked in his throat and could not be said. He widened his eyes and looked at Li Zaixing approaching like a tiger, and even forgot to dodge.

When Nan Jiyun saw Li Zaixing step down, he knew it was not good. Without saying a word, he reached out and pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist, raised his hands above his head, and slashed towards Li Zaixing's back, and shouted loudly: "Look at the knife!"

Although Li Zaixing moved forward, he was actually watching Nan Jiyun's movements. Nan Jiyun stood behind him, his eyes were on him, and he knew that Nan Jiyun was staring at him.

He was also staring at Nan Jiyun.

He punched Wang Zhun and then forced Wang Hui to force Nan Jiyun to take action. Not to mention Nan Jiyun's special reminder, even if Nan Jiyun didn't remind him, he would not ignore Nan Jiyun.

Since he knew Nan Jiyun's name, how could he ignore such a master?

Nan Jiyun has always been the opposite of his focus on preventing, and this has been the case since he met.

Seeing Nan Jiyun making a move, Li Zaixing suddenly stopped his forward thrust and turned his right leg, which was supposed to be stepping forward, and then twisted his body with his left leg as the axis, turning from forward thrust into a side Nan Jiyun, with his left arm raised, and his right hand clenched his fist in front of his abdomen.

Two-angle pile!

It was a long time to say that, facing Nan Jiyun who was rushing towards him, Li Zaixing drew half an arc on his left arm, spreading Nan Jiyun's arm, and clamped Nan Jiyun's left wrist as if sealed. He grabbed Nan Jiyun's left wrist and moved forward with the momentum. His right hand turned into a palm, quietly stretched out, and supported Nan Jiyun's left rib. With the force of turning around, coupled with Nan Jiyun's own strength, he sent Nan Jiyun forward.

Nan Jiyun realized that something was wrong with the big deal. He wanted to stop the situation, but it was too late. Li Zaixing followed the trend and slid forward half a step forward. In the flash, a muffled sound of lightning, the sword in his hand slashed Wang Hui's neck, and a blood arrow spurted out.

Nan Jiyun's face turned pale and he let go of the hilt of the knife at a loss, and retreated quickly.

Wang Hui was also stunned. He looked at the knife embedded on his shoulder in disbelief and staggered backwards. "You...you..."

Li Zaixing pressed Nan Jiyun's shoulder, leaned against his ear, and chuckled, "Nan Ba, a person who is good at riding and shooting, it is inevitable that he will almost work hard. Don't blame yourself too much."

Nan Jiyun looked at Li Zaixing's smile and understood everything in an instant. Li Zaixing had already planned it. He was paying attention to Li Zaixing, and Li Zaixing was also paying attention to him. Even he himself was in Li Zaixing's design.

Unfortunately, everything was too late. His knife slashed Wang Hui's neck. It seemed that Wang Hui had no chance of survival.

Nan Jiyun's mind was blank, and there was no way to appreciate Li Zaixing's jokes.
Chapter completed!