Limitless Interpretations

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"How is Yan Wan now?" he asked.

Hao Xinghe replied: "Yesterday, Ma Feiyu, a prisoner from Dongchang, came to visit, and the two had a secret conversation in the study for a while. Early this morning, Ma Feiyu took people out of the capital and disappeared. Yan Wan is still in the house and has not taken a step out."

"Watch his every move. Once this person leaves the capital, report him immediately."

The prince frowned and thought for a while. He didn't know what Dongchang was up to now, so he could only act safely and not dare to act rashly: "In addition, order the four Qinglongs to go to the capital and join the Jinyi Guards. Someone will arrange them."

"As commanded."

Hao Xinghe took the order and left.

Dongjun Palace!

"he's gone"

Zhu Wanying put down the silk cloth, and a faint sadness appeared on her beautiful face.

The maid responded: "Yes. The master left early in the morning."

The Dongjun Prince's Mansion is very large, with three entrances and three exits, covering an area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters.

Since entering the bridal chamber on the wedding day, Yan Wan has not entered this room again, let alone said a word to her.

Just like... a stranger.

Human beings are actually very strange creatures, regardless of whether they are men or women.

Just like at the beginning, Zhu Wanying didn't like Yan Wan at all, she was just worried and a little disgusted with the vulgar behavior of the warrior.

I don’t even like it, let alone love.

However, when she actually entered the bridal chamber, her identity changed from the princess of the Ming Dynasty to the wife of Yan Wan.

Something changed in Zhu Wanying's heart.

If this change could be described in one word, it would probably be 'compromise' or 'helplessness'.

The education she received from childhood to adulthood allowed her to instinctively and subtly adapt to this role and step into this role. Now she has finally accepted it...

Who would have thought that Yan Wan didn't take her seriously at all.

She thought of the lives some other princesses lived after they were married off, and then compared them with her own.

Zhu Wanying found out sadly that she was a special case.

Because other princes-in-law only have a false position, receiving a first-grade salary and living alone until they die.

As for her husband, he is a dignified third-grade court official and the famous third-in-command of the Dong Jishi Factory.

She was extremely powerful and highly valued by the emperor. If she hadn't known about her husband's life, she would have suspected that Yan Wan was secretly the emperor's illegitimate son.

But because of her understanding, Zhu Wanying knew how important Yan Wan's position was. His status as a princess was nothing to him.

Even though he was angry, Yan Wan ignored him and ran back to the palace to complain. The result will definitely be a scolding and then being sent back.

Unable to resist... Zhu Wanying felt aggrieved. She was like a doormat, a poor thing.

The dowry maid cautiously gave her advice: "Master, I have heard a saying that... only the happiness in the boudoir can..."

"..." Two blushes appeared on Zhu Wanying's cheeks, like cooked shrimps.

…

"Transcarnation Lin, you are really haunted." Yan Wan tilted his head, his eyes falling on a man not far away holding a square, thick-backed straight blade.

The man touched the ground with his right foot, slowly lowered his waist, and assumed a knife stance. "Suzaku, come and learn from me."

The meeting between the two was actually a coincidence.

Yan Wang waited for several days and secretly left the capital. The four Qinglong people, after receiving the prince's secret order, rushed towards the capital.

As luck would have it, Yan Wan happened to run into Suzaku heading towards the capital on the official road thirty miles outside the capital.

Zhuque knew the prince's hatred for Yan Wan, so naturally he didn't mind sharing his prince's worries and killed the boy smoothly.

As for Yan Wan, the moment the two sides passed each other, he glanced at the long knife on the guy's back, and the emblem of the Reincarnation Forest printed on the knife's grid.

"Suzaku"

Yan Wang looked sideways, and felt convinced, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, he is not dead. It seems that you have really united with the vassal king."

"kill!"

He gathered strength under his feet and violently rose up. The Suzaku man was like a roc, flying in the air and slashing at him with his sword.

Buzz…

The ancient sword came out of the box, and its edge suddenly appeared. The edge was like water, cold and sharp. The murderous cold light sword shadows were outlined in the air, and they collided with the long sword without giving up.

Compared with Qinglong's strange tricks and specialization in swordsmanship, Suzaku was obviously more stable when facing off against Yan Wan.

Both of them tend to use a fierce Kung Fu style, each move is full of strength.

In just half a minute, the crisp sound of weapons clashing never stopped. The dazzling sparks follow the friction of the sword, like a shining fire snake.

Yan Wu raised his sword and pressed it on his shoulder, intending to pick out the bones. However, the quick-thinking Suzaku caught the blow, used his backhand to throw away the sword blade, swung the sword at an angle, and cut him from the bottom up.

The strange python turned over.

Without hesitation, he turned his left hand into a palm and struck the side of the sword accurately. He stepped on Suzaku's wrist in the air, used the force to jump, and spun around to draw the sword.

Suzaku held the sword in both hands, used his strength to slash it open, and then slashed towards the enemy's back with unabated force.

Long You... Yan Wan suddenly slid forward and stabbed back. The blade of the sword trembled slightly as it brushed against it, drawing a mysterious arc, bypassing the blade, and counterattacked.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Yan Wan's weapon was obviously longer than that. If he didn't dodge, Suzaku would definitely have a few fingers cut off.

At the critical moment, Suzaku's shoulders suddenly shook, and he used his long sword to hit the edge of the sword hard. He suddenly stepped forward and punched Yan Wan with all his strength.

"Fist and Kung Fu"

Yan laughed and let go of the sword in vain. His hands were as precise as tiger claws on Suzaku's wrists. He climbed up to his shoulders three times, and pressed down on the opponent's shoulder blades with the spikes of his claws.

Suzaku was in pain and instinctively shook his shoulders and raised his knees to attack instead of defend. He held the knife behind his back and slashed towards Yan Wang's waist and abdomen.

But Yan Wan didn't care, as if he didn't see the knife at all.

Broken Shoulder raised his hand and gave a fierce choke, pressing directly on Suzaku's neck. Yan Wan kicked him away while pushing his knees and swinging his legs, and jumped up suddenly to avoid this terrible knife.

"waste."

Yan Wan threw away the minced meat in his hand and picked up the ancient sword on the ground without looking back.

"Hehe, hehe..." Suzaku threw away the weapon and covered his neck, which was missing a large piece of flesh and blood. He looked at Yan Wan helplessly and desperately, his lips moving, trying to say something.

However... with a fountain of blood, Suzaku's head was lifted several feet up by the blood.

The headless corpse fell to its knees, twitched for a few seconds, then hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"boring."

Yan touched the corpse in vain and found nothing, so he couldn't help but spit.

He kicked away the corpse on the ground, got on his horse, and left quickly.

In fact, Suzaku died unjustly. The difference in strength between him and Yan Wan was not that big.

Generally speaking, Yan Wangqiang is stronger because he has a better grasp of power than Suzaku.

But it is still somewhat impossible to capture Suzaku in such a short period of time.

It's a pity that this guy is seeking death and can't fight with a knife, so he actually gave Yan Wan a chance to use his hands.

The most important thing is that Suzaku is a physical fist, but Yan Wan has an iron sheath on his hand. With his strength and the sharp spikes on his fingertips, he poked a hole.