The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Fu Yunxi's answer, he still remembers it in his heart till now, only to see that Uncle Wang, who has always been indifferent and cold, smiled slightly, as warm as a frozen spring, and only said three words: "She is very good."

Fu Yunxi seldom compliments others. Although the sentence "she is very good" didn't say anything, it contained a kind of deep pampering. At that time, the prince naturally thought that his fairy-like Uncle Wang had been possessed by a demon, but after all the troubles today, he seemed to understand a little bit.

Not to mention anything else, at least from the beginning until now, Han Yan has never cried, and even her whole expression is calm and relaxed. In the palace for so many years, the most expression of the woman the little prince has seen is tears . Charming tears, tears of grievance, tears of resentment, tears of pity, but tears never appeared on Han Yan's face. In today's situation, if it were any woman, she would not be able to help but panic when she was afraid of things. But she didn't do anything, she found a place to hide very calmly, and when she was with her, it seemed that she would become stable and appropriate.

He couldn't help but look at Han Yan, Han Yan's hair was already in a mess in the crowd, she looked embarrassed and funny, her face was so pale, it looked like she was still very childish, she was clearly a child who hadn't grown up Girl, why do you have such deep eyes that are as bright as jewels, but you can't see to the end. Even though she was hiding in a cave, her clothes were filthy, and her posture was weird and awkward, her expression couldn't help exuding a sense of nobility. Like a born princess and nobleman, calm, decisive, conceited, and bright.

The little prince didn't know what to say, but his eyes were a little blank for a moment. This Princess Xuanqing, who he had never observed seriously, at this moment, he actually felt that she was very similar to his uncle Wang. The same awe-inspiring and inviolable, the same look down on everyone, the same, at the juncture of life and death, in all kinds of dangers, keep calm.

Han Yan suddenly turned his head and made a "shh" motion towards him, laying his ears on the cave entrance, listening carefully to the sound outside.

That was... the sound of horseshoes and the conversation between people, but the content of the conversation made Han Yan tremble with fear.

"Da Zong's head, if you find it, you will receive a big reward." It seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged man.

"I don't know where I escaped to. The carriage is obviously here." Another replied impatiently.

Han Yan didn't know how many people came outside, but felt that the footsteps were disorderly, but seemed to contain a special pattern, which seemed to be well-trained. The heart couldn't help becoming tense, and the prince also held his breath at this moment, not daring to make a sound. The footsteps were getting closer and closer to Hanyan and the others, almost reaching the entrance of the cave. The prince was nervous, and accidentally bumped into Zhuang Hanming who was on the side. Zhuang Hanming couldn't help moaning when he was touched by the wound. In the silence, the groan sounded extremely ear-piercing, Han Yan's heart tightened, and the prince turned his head, eyes full of panic. The narrow opening seemed to be crowded all of a sudden. And the footsteps, after a moment's pause, came straight towards him.

After being discovered, Hanyan only had this thought in his mind, if it fell into the hands of those people, none of the three of them would survive. Their target is the prince, and Hanyan doesn't want to be the prince's burial object, but right now it's not her own decision, if she is found...if she is found... She gritted her teeth, turned around suddenly, and rip off the prince's shirt When it came to him, the prince was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he saw Han Yan turned his head and gave him a deep look, there was pleading in that gaze, is he willing to beg himself to take good care of Zhuang Hanming? There is helplessness, and more, it is a kind of determination. Immediately afterwards, Han Yan rushed out. She was dressed in a golden robe, her face could not be seen clearly even with her disheveled hair, and her stature was about the size of a prince. When those people saw Han Yan, they thought they had seen the prince and immediately chased after her.

In the cave, the crown prince shrank in place blankly, Zhuang Hanming stayed beside him unconsciously, he gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying, for some reason, his heart was terribly sad.

On the mountain in the east of the city, Hanyan used to like to play here very much. He is very familiar with every plant and tree here, so he has an inherent advantage in the terrain. I don't know if those people are not familiar with this place, or they are simply foreigners. , was actually led by Han Yan to rush here and there, and Han Yan deliberately chose those corners and rocky places, and even delayed for some time.

At this moment, she was passing by a meadow, which was very flat. The men with knives rushed forward and were about to grab her, but Han Yan cleverly dodged her. At the same time, she felt her body sinking and her heart sinking The way is not good, subconsciously want to break free, but found that his body has sunk.

It was a swamp.

Han Yan turned her head, and those big men hurriedly looked at her in horror. For these swamps, human strength is actually very small. They have never experienced such a situation. Han Yan's long hair covered his face. The big man could only see her white chin raised slightly, with a mocking and cold smile on the corner of her mouth. This Dazong little prince seemed to be much more difficult than they had imagined.

Another group of people behind quickly rushed over, and Han Yan immediately ran forward, but she also knew that this was just a tactic to delay the attack, and when a cliff appeared in front of her, she stopped.

There is already an abyss behind him, and there is no way to retreat. She turned around slowly, and tightly grasped the last plum blossom thorn on her body.

Only then did she see clearly that the people in front of her were indeed not from the Central Plains, but from Xirong. The Xirong people didn't know the little prince, but they saw Hanyan wearing the golden prince's clothes and couldn't see her face clearly, so they recognized her as the prince.

Han Yan stood there quietly, motionless, did not run away in panic, nor cried for mercy, she even smiled slowly. Like a desperate solitary beast, preparing for the final blow.

As a result, the people in front of him did not dare to act rashly. This little prince is really too cunning, and they have already suffered a great loss in the swamp just now. Da Zong's little prince had a smile on his face at the moment, who knows if he was playing some tricks, they had a lot of thoughts, and they were eager to try it for a while, but none of them dared to come forward.

One against seven, Han Yan silently calculated in his heart, no matter what, he has no chance of winning. But these people will not let themselves go.

At this moment, one of the big men finally couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards Han Yan with a loud roar, but Han Yan couldn't dodge, and was caught by him, the big man stuck her throat and grabbed her with one hand arm. Han Yan had no way to dodge, and for a moment he was in Lin's hands like a chicken.

"Da Zong's prince is nothing more than that!" Unexpectedly, he subdued the other party so easily, the big man laughed triumphantly, Han Yan hung his head, and his thin arms drooped weakly.

"Haha, look, the skin and tender flesh of the prince of the royal family are whiter than our Xirong's mother-in-law." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to brush away the messy hair on Han Yan's forehead, so that he could see her face clearly. He was stunned when he looked. Then he swallowed his saliva: "This little prince looks like a little girl. It's a pity to die like this. Why don't you let me have a good time..." After finishing speaking, he threw Han Yan on the ground and began to unwind. own waistband.