From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Chapter 208: Luo Feng, dare you!

The chariots and horses leaving the house are the same as those in the clan school.

Luo Lianqiao waited for Luo Yun, and the two of them rode together, leaving the door first.

Luo Chengcheng and Luo Chunhua rode together and left the door behind.

Luo Feng was far behind the two men's carriage.

Therefore, the two groups of people also made the mistake.

On the way to King Xian's Mansion, Luo Chunhua took out the topographical map, didn't say anything all the way, looked carefully.

Luo Chengcheng groaned: "You copied a topographic map for ten days, and now you have to look at it for a long time, and you don't want to talk to me."

"Sister, if you want to relax, watch it with me."

Luo Chengcheng laughed, and moved around to get together with Luo Chunhua.

After just looking at it for a while, Luo Chengcheng frowned again and said: "You know it well. Sister, look, hey..."

People are more popular than ordinary people, and "sss" to Luo Chunhua, who comes from Huji that things are faster than ordinary people: "Sure enough, he is destined to be the wife of the Ministry of Engineering.

Luo Chengcheng glanced at Luo Chunhua, and when he was bored, he raised the curtain and looked out the window.

After a while, Luo Chengcheng abruptly lowered the curtain, his face flushed slightly, and he uttered: "Deng disciple is here again!"

"Who?"

"Who else? It's Yang Ruomao who has repeatedly shown good wishes to you, who has always shown his wife's most expensive dowry, to please you!" Luo Chengcheng stomped his foot and urged the driver to hurry up.

Luo Chunhua took the topographic map into her arms and said in a strange way: "You have a marriage contract, he still dares to tease you?"

Luo Chengcheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's been this way since I was a kid! For this matter, my brother has fought him many times!"

As the two of them were talking, they heard a voice coming from outside the carriage: "Sister Cheng Cheng, this is polite. Today, the wind is noisy, and we are fateful, and we ran into the capital!"

What fate! ? The road to the King’s Mansion is the one that can run a carriage!

Also, the phrase "the wind is noisy"... This Yang Ruomao can really strike up a conversation!

In the warm spring and pity of early summer, in the carriage behind, he probably caught up.

"It hurts the son to behave in this way. Please also understand the reputation of his daughter's family."

This is the sound of early summer.

However, Yang Ruomao ignored it.

"Sister, I'm looking for a good thing recently, how can I give it to you?" The curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened by a long sword. A young and handsome, but a little bit indulgent and excessive, with dark circles and blood-red eyes. His face showed up.

Luo Chengcheng quickly grabbed the curtain, trying to put it down.

I didn't know that the long sword was sticking, Luo Chengcheng didn't have the strength of the sword holder's hand, and after this pulling, the curtain still could not be put down like Luo Chengcheng's wish.

Yang Ruomao, who was riding on the horse, kept staring at Luo Chengcheng's little face: "I haven't seen you for a long time, my sister has been better off again!"

Luo Chengcheng didn't reply, his face flushed with anger.

Luo Chunhua's face was calm: This bastard! If people see him walking along with Luo Chengcheng with the curtains up like this, it would really be controversial! Oh no, she will be criticized even with her!

This is the moment when all people in Beijing pay close attention to her words and deeds!

How could Luo Chunhua get herself into this inexplicably dangerous situation?

So she lifted her slender hand lightly, drew the dagger and head given by Yun Xiaoyao, and slashed it on the hilt of Yang Ruomao's long sword!

"Ha!"

There was a crisp sound.

Yang Ruomao's long sword broke at the sound.

At this time, Yang Ruomao discovered that there was still one person in the carriage.

However, Yang Ruomao only saw the tender yellow of the corners of Luo Chunhua's skirt, and there was no human figure-in order to prevent Yang Ruomao from recognizing herself, Luo Chunhua could use the most convenient long needle, let alone make a sound.

Yang Ruomao slowed down for a while before he retracted the broken sword in amazement.

"Sister Cheng Cheng, who else is in your car?"

"What's the matter with you?" Luo Chengcheng felt extremely pleased: "Sister Chunhua, your treasured sword is so powerful! Cut iron like mud!"

Luo Chunhua smiled and put the dagger and scalp into her arms.

She had tried the sharpness and hardness of this dagger, the sword of Sheng Yuqing and the sword guarded by the Prince of Qi, but she did not know how many of them were cut by her. When she entered Beijing this time, she had found someone a long time ago and beat the handles of the dagger and scalp again.

In fact, she wanted this dagger and head to be recast. However, the dagger and head were made of stainless steel and meteorite, and ordinary craftsmen couldn't melt them, let alone make them.

"Sister Cheng Cheng, this sister Chunhua, is the youngest lady in the mansion? Xiaohuangsun's mother?"

Luo Chengcheng's face was bitter, and he patted his mouth lightly: "I was happy for a while, but I didn't control the volume."

"Nothing." Luo Chunhua also responded in a low voice, "It's Yang Ruomao, really annoying!"

The coachman drove the carriage fast.

Na Yang Ruomao also followed the carriage and kept calling "Sister Cheng Cheng".

Luo Chengcheng covered his ears, shaking with anger.

"If you can't get rid of it, then go slowly and wait for your brother to catch up." Luo Chunhua asked Luo Chengcheng to look at the carriage behind him.

"The coachman is pointing behind him." Luo Chengcheng frowned, "Nanchun went to look for his brother! She has done well, and his brother will definitely catch up immediately!"

Where did Yang Ruomao know that Luo Feng was behind him, and he didn't know that with Nuanchun's feet, Luo Feng would catch up in a moment, so even though he saw a maid running backwards, he still followed.

Just as Yang Ruomao broke a long green branch from the side of the road and prepared to lift the curtain again, he felt the sound of a long arrow breaking through the air behind him!

"There is an assassin!" Yang Ruomao lowered his head and shot an arrow, and snorted in his mouth.

When he looked back, he saw a carriage behind him, and the carriage was the standard of the Houfu.

In this world, apart from his Heroic Mansion, there is only Anping Mansion!

"Well, you Luo Feng, how dare you put a cold arrow behind me!" Yang Ruomao was annoyed.

However, when this sound fell, Luo Feng shot an arrow out of the carriage again, and Yang Ruomao pouted and rode forward quickly.

"Brother Luo Feng, we are classmates anyway, and we grew up quickly, how can you shoot me with an arrow?"

The curtains of the carriage opened again, and another arrow shot out of the carriage, just right on the horse's leg.

The horse neighed and knelt immediately.

Yang Ruomao was bumped to the ground by a horse.

It is because of his good skill that he also rolled on the ground several times before releasing the strength of being pushed by the horse, so as not to be injured.

It's just that the clothes he carefully changed are dirty, and his hair is messed up...

Seeing the crowd of onlookers pointing at him, Yang Ruomao was about to violently violently stop in front of Luo Feng's carriage.

"Yang Ruomao, if you don't escape, then I, Luo Feng, will respect you as a good guy! Every year today, as soon as your death day arrives, I will personally go to your grave and burn incense!" Luo Feng's voice spread from the carriage Come out: "The coachman, hit it with all your strength!"

"Good!" The dark-faced coachman gave a clear smile.

Yang Ruomao's eyes widened with copper bells, and he shouted hoarsely: "Luo Feng, dare you!"