Two figures flew around the room, Pei Xiaoqing was dazzled, and the prince's men stood aside to rush into the formation, preventing Yuan Rong from taking the opportunity to escape.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and two entangled figures separated. Yuan Rong fell steadily beside Pei Xiaoqing. The prince took two steps back to stand firmly. His eyes were very complicated when he looked at Yuan Rong.

"Who are you?"

Yuan Rong looked at him sarcastically and said, "If you don't have good skills, what qualifications do you have to ask who I am?"

As he said that, he unexpectedly rushed towards the roof, like a dragon, breaking through the roof.

The guards outside rose up to chase after him, but the prince stared at Pei Xiaoqing and shouted: "Let him go."

The guards didn't know what they meant, and the followers said, "Your Highness, this person has great martial arts. If it is an enemy, it will be very unfavorable to you."

"Go down." The prince shouted in disgust.

The entourage had to retreat unwillingly, and soon only Pei Xiaoqing and the prince were left in the room.

"I will let him go according to your wishes. Are you satisfied?" The prince looked at Pei Xiaoqing with red eyes and said.

Pei Xiaoqing slowly walked to the bed and sat down. She vomited and was frightened again. She became very tired and didn't want to argue with the prince.

"Do you think he is really Yuan Rong?" the prince said coldly.

"I'm tired and want to rest." Pei Xiaoqing was not interested in telling him boring things.

"Okay, rest, I'll go." The prince's eyes seemed to burn Pei Xiaoqing a hole. He clenched his hands into a palm, and the blue veins in his hands burst out, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and strode away, and ordered: "There are all encirclements in front and behind. If I see someone breaking in again, you will go and get to die by yourself."

When the prince returned to the front hall, his soldiers were still very unwilling to accept it: "Your Highness, why bother to be sad for a woman? You can let go of your strong enemy."

The prince took a sip of tea and said, "Since he can find this place without knowingly, he is not an ordinary person. Even if you chase him, you will not be able to take him, and you will only increase death and injury. If he is willing to take Miss Pei away, then you still have a chance of winning. He will come and go calmly alone."

The soldiers were shocked when they heard this and said, "He actually has such a skill? Your Highness, I don't know who he is. My subordinates have never heard of it. Is this number of persons coming out of the world again?"

"He is not from the Jianghu, he is a fellow disciple of this palace." The prince mocked himself, a trace of interest slipping through his eyes, as if he had added a little more fighting spirit.

"Your Highness, the scout came to report that the food in Datong City was out of stock and had been cut off for three days." The soldiers outside came in to report.

The prince curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'm just waiting for it. This time, I want to see how many days my uncle, Wang, can last. When someone comes, Feige passes a letter to the Marquis of Jingguo, and orders his army to cut off the road to the capital. He besiege Datong City from the north road."

The prince swept away the previous haze and said with great enthusiasm.

In the next two days, the prince was missing. Pei Xiaoqing's vomiting became more and more severe, and she couldn't eat. Whenever the food was served, she started vomiting before she could eat. The two women looked at her and became more contemptuous. Occasionally, they would hide to one side and whisper. The sound seemed to be pressing, but Pei Xiaoqing could hear it:
Chapter completed!