Drawn Swords Opress Each Other

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"Wait!"

Following the yell, from the far distance sprinted over two men. The figure of the one leading was tall and large, and wore guard commander insignias. The other had thick eyebrows and a heavy beard, wearing bright and high-quality robes.

The moment Pei Yuan saw that the person at the back was her future father-in-law, Duke Yan Lie, her facial color changed, and she hurriedly tore off a section of her sleeve to cover her face.

That yell was from the person leading in front. Running closer, he frowned and ordered, "All of you withdraw! What are you doing causing such a disturbance!"

When the guards saw their immediate superior speak, they all awkwardly withdrew their weapons. Pei Yuan's two brows jumped while she slowly turned, and said deeply, "High Commander Iron, are you accusing me of causing a disturbance?"

"I do not dare." Deputy Guard Commander Iron Ashdesert bowed neither subserviently nor rebelliously, his voice sonorous. "Princess' orders, I do not dare disobey. Only that, the person that Princess has commanded my guards to point their weapons at, is not someone that this subordinate can move. Would Princess, seeing that my life is also a life, please slightly hold back your anger."

"Him?" Pei Yuan turned, giving a sidelong glance at Zhan Bei Ye. The corner of her mouth turned up in a scornful smile. "What is he supposed to be?"

Iron Ashdesert slightly lowered his head and frowned a little, but his tone was still calm. "Princess, this is his highness Fierce Prince from the Nemesis Dynasty, and is the Emperor's guest. You are being discourteous."

"You —" His words made Pei Yuan choke her words back. She wanted to rage, but hesitated a moment. This person was an upright man, and the number one expert of the Tai Yuan palace. He was very principled, and if she offended him, it would be too late for her to regret her decision.

In a blink she saw that Yan Lie had already arrived as well. This was her future father-in-law, and Pei Yuan didn't want to recklessly lose her temper in front of him. Controlling her fury, she angrily glared at Iron Ashdesert, then went over to pay her respects to Yan Lie.

Yan Lie's eyes swept over her tightly wrapped face cover, then looked away. Standing still and smiling while stroking his beard, he acknowledged Pei Yuan's greeting. Pei Yuan straightened her waist. The normally arrogant her was not displeased because of this greeting that didn't match their respective statuses, but instead showed a hint of a smile – since the Yan family patriarch accepted her greeting, wasn't this the final acknowledgement that she was his son's fiancée?

Yan Lie observed her, and pleasantly laughed, "Princess, today is the Emperor's royal birthday, don't get entangled in these unimportant matters. It would be ill-advised to ignore the bigger picture."

His voice was calm, but his smile seemed to contain a deeper meaning. The two words "bigger picture" were especially emphasized.

Hearing this Pei Yuan's heart jumped, only now recalling her purpose in coming here; knitting her brows, she was a little annoyed at herself for forgetting about proper business the moment she saw Meng Fuyao. Speaking of Fuyao, it seemed like just now she didn't hear Meng Fuyao making any noise at all?

She seemed to remember seeing Meng Fuyao tumble into the flowers and bushes underneath the stairs just then, and not appear after that. Then she and Zhan Bei Ye confronted, and Iron Ashdesert hurried over. In the exchange of words and clashing of swords, she actually forgot about that woman.

At this time Zhan Bei Ye also thought of Meng Fuyao, and with a cold humph sound he followed the trail of blood stains from Meng Fuyao's previous tumbling. Passing through a patch of flowers, his thick eyebrows suddenly jumped.

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