Volume 1 Chapter 58: Unparalleled Elegance

  The guard who had extinguished the flames of war heard this and began to stir again, grasping his long sword in his hand, taking step by step towards An Xin.

  Ling Yi's eyes narrowed, and he pulled out a slender, tube-like bamboo object from his sleeve. He placed it to his lips and blew a few times, instantly shooting out several silver needles as thin as hairs. In an instant, there was a chorus of pained cries, and the dozen or so men at the front threw down their swords, kneeling on one knee and clutching at their injured legs.

  Blow dart? Alarmed, he didn't expect to see such a delicate hidden weapon here, and it seemed that the accuracy was also extremely accurate. The injured people kneeling on the ground were all wounded in the same part.

  "This little king will personally teach you a lesson and dirty your own hands!" Ling Yixue smiled carelessly, putting the blow dart back into his sleeve.

  Ling Xieran's face changed, she had no martial arts skills, and naturally did not see the few swift and fine needles that shot out, but the guard being injured and kneeling on the ground was clearly done by Ling Yihen. "Ling Yihen, a good dog doesn't block the way, do you want to oppose me today?"

  Ling Yi Hen burst out laughing loudly, "Ling Xian, you dare to scold me again? Believe it or not, I, Xiao Wang, will immediately cripple you?" As soon as he finished speaking, his big hand reached into his sleeve.

  Ling Xieran saw his actions, and suddenly her face changed color, she took a slight step back, and loudly said, "Ling Yihen, you have such a big dog's gall, how dare you threaten me? I will definitely tell the Emperor Father to take charge for me!"

  "Looking for death!" Ling Yi's eyes gleamed with a faint, dark light, and the fierce energy at the bottom of his eyes flashed by in an instant. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure burst into a flash, and he raised his palm to slap towards Ling Xian's shoulder.

  Although he couldn't kill Ling Xier, this slap would at least make her stay in bed for a few months before she could get out of bed and continue to show off!

  Ling Xieran saw the situation, panicked and hastily retreated, but her speed was no match for Ling Yihen's palm wind. Just as it was about to hit Ling Xieran's shoulder, suddenly a hand emerged from the right side of the room door, carrying a gust of wind, and countered Ling Yihen's palm, resolving Ling Xieran's crisis.

  "Humble officer Li Yang, commander of the Imperial Guard, requests an audience with Your Highness Ning Xiao Wang. Please forgive me for my unavoidable transgression!" The newcomer clasped his fists and knelt on one knee in apology.

  Ling Yi Hen glanced at Li Yang kneeling on the ground, then looked at Ling Xian Yan's pale face and burst out laughing. He knew that today was not the day to punish Ling Xian Yan severely, what a pity.

  "What's going on? Did the Emperor find out about Princess Little Gong's scandalous behavior and sent you to clean up the mess?" Ling Yihen's face turned red with anger, while Zhang Kuang's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled.

  Li Yang nodded secretly, but dared not acknowledge it, "Your Majesty orders me to bring Princess Zhenyan back to the palace!"

  "General Li, Ling Yixing wants to kill me, hurry up and take him down!" The slap just now had narrowly brushed past Ling Xian's ear, scaring her heart into a temporary stop. Seeing the Imperial Guard arrive, she resumed her usual demeanor, pointing and commanding with her hands.

  She shook her head in her heart, wondering if the emperor was raising Ling Xier as a pig? What mud is inside his brain? How could he think like that? Indeed, one will not die until they reach the Yellow River.

  Her inhuman thoughts were beyond her own understanding, and if she had the machines from her past life, she really wanted to dissect Ling Xian's skull and examine its internal structure.

  Ling Yi Hen looked at Ling Xian Ran with a disgusted expression for a while, apparently also being left speechless by her failure to recognize the situation.

  "Princess, His Majesty orders you to return to the palace immediately!" Li Yang's heart was bitter and unrelenting, but his face remained solemn.

  "What's going on? Ling Yixue and An Xin are being disrespectful to me, why don't you take them away? Hurry up and do something, or I'll report it to the Emperor and have your whole family executed!" At this moment, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered at the stairs of the second floor, attracted by the commotion. They were blocked by the Imperial Guards from getting closer, but they stretched their necks to get a glimpse of what was happening. How could Ling Xian possibly bear to lose face in front of so many people?

  Even if Li Yangzi was warm and gentle, when he heard Ling Xieran's unreasonable words, his face slightly fell. Moreover, as a leader with a certain status, he had a fiery personality and didn't bother to argue with her at this moment. He stood up and waved his hand.

  At once, two maidservants came running over and wordlessly put a veil on Ling Xier's head, supporting her body as they walked out.

  "Let go of me, you slaves! Who gave you the guts to disobey me? Let go!" Ling Xieran struggled with all her might to break free from the grip of the two palace maids, but those two were rough and strong, with no regard for anything. Their strength was far greater than hers, so how could she possibly break free?

  "Your Excellency, Prince Ning, Master Le, Princess Le, Princess Chang'an, I bid you farewell!" Li Yang bowed and said.

  Ling Yihen saw Ling Xieran being dragged away like a little chick, and this time he felt relieved in his heart. With a wave of his big hand, he indicated that he could retreat.

  After closing the door, Ling Yihen walked to the soft couch opposite An Xin and sat down with a good mood, opening his mouth, "Xin'er sister, how did the emperor grandfather know so quickly that Ling Xier had made trouble?"

  Before An Xin could speak, a deafening cheer erupted from downstairs.

  "Was there an earthquake?" Anxin felt the floor beneath her feet trembling slightly, raised an eyebrow in surprise, could it be that unlucky, having an earthquake just after arriving in Beijing?

  "The magnolia flowers have arrived!" Ling Yihen's face showed a nonchalant expression, and he curled his lips in disdain.

  Star effect? Don't worry, just blink.

  The door was pushed open and Yuhua walked in calmly, her elegant demeanor unmatched, like a poem or a painting. Her footsteps were leisurely and carefree, neither hurried nor slow.

  She furrowed her brow in unease, for as soon as he entered, the entire room seemed to brighten up considerably, stinging her eyes. Every time she saw Yu Hua, it would evoke feelings of inadequacy in her.

  With a calm and clear gaze, he watched Yu Hua walk in slowly. His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Le Xi's pale face flushing with a hint of apricot-like redness, and he threw her a flirtatious glance, playfully looking at Le Xi who had turned to look over at him.

  Le Jie Wan's small face turned red as she made a standard curtsy to Yu Hua and then sat down without saying another word.

  "Isn't it time for dinner?" Yu Hua sat down beside Ling Yi Hen, her words as concise as ever.

  Ling Yi Hen, where's dinner?

  As soon as the words fell, a hoarse male voice sounded outside the door, with visible excitement, "Several distinguished guests, the meal is ready, should I bring it in immediately?"

  "Hurry up, don't dawdle!" Ling Yixue shouted.

  "Jade Orchid, didn't you say you weren't coming?" Ling Yihen said disdainfully.

  "You also believe?" Yuhua looked at him and said.

  Ling Yi Hen glared at Yu Hua, as if he wanted to stare a few holes through him.

  The door of the room was knocked three times, and then it was pushed open. An old man with a big tray came in, bowed one by one after that, and placed the dishes on the large round table in the center.

  With a clear conscience and shining eyes, she quickly got up and walked to the table, took up her chopsticks without hesitation and started eating with gusto. The others also sat down elegantly and focused on their meal.

  Having eaten several dishes in a row, An Xin wasn't very satisfied, and she thought of the signature dish that Ling Yi Hen had mentioned, which seemed to be called Huajiji, but she didn't know how its flavor compared to what she had eaten before.

  Glancing at the various dishes on the table, his eyes locked onto the dish called "Kung Pao chicken", he quickly grabbed a drumstick and took a big bite.

  "But anyway!" After entering the abdomen, comment with ease.

  "What's wrong with it?" Ling Yihen asked very curiously.

  "The meat is not tender enough, the fire is not deep enough, and the color is not bright enough!" An Xin pointed out the shortcomings one by one.

  "Could it be that Xiner's sister has had even better-tasting beggar's chicken?" Ling Yichen put down his chopsticks and asked.

  "No!" An Xin said, she couldn't say that in her past life she had eaten too many delicious dishes and now her mouth was spoiled.

  "What's wrong with it?" Ling Yihen raised an eyebrow.

  "Ah!" Anxin also put down his chopsticks and raised his eyes to see Yuhua not even holding a pair of chopsticks, lightly sipping her wine with a slight frown on her eyebrows, seemingly dissatisfied with the wine. Her demeanor was elegant and refined, and Anxin's inner wine connoisseur was instantly piqued. "Yulan Flower, what kind of wine are you drinking? Let me have a taste!" This person looked like he had high standards, and anything that could enter his mouth must be extraordinary.