Seeing that the two guards finally did not pounce on him again, but turned around and ran away with red eyes full of anger, Zhou Feng retracted his hand and stood still.

Several little Taoist priests poked their heads behind a tree, and one of them was pushed out.

"Good people... are not allowed to... fight in the temple..." the little Taoist priest who was pushed out stammered in a trembling voice.

"I'm offended." Zhou Hao threw his hands at them.

The little Taoist priests breathed a sigh of relief and stood up tremblingly. Before they could stand still, they saw this frightening young man reaching out and throwing another young man to the ground on one shoulder.

The force was so great that dust flew up and the ground shook.

I have to fight again and again.

The Taoist priests shouted and rushed back behind the tree.

"Qin Shisan! You did it!" Zhou Hui pressed his arm on Qin Hu on the ground and shouted through gritted teeth, "You did it!"

He seemed to have a sore throat and couldn't speak, so he just repeated these three words.

These three words can make people breathless. Qin Hu, who was hit hard, let out a sigh of relief.

"No, it's not me." He gritted his teeth and said, breaking away from Zhou Hui's arm and reaching out to Cheng Jiaoniang, "Show me, show me, what's written."

What on earth! What on earth is it! Damn it! Damn it!

After hearing this, Zhou Hui pushed him away, stood up and rushed over to Cheng Jiaoniang.

Cheng Jiaoniang was still standing there, holding the piece of paper in her hand, looking at the man who was kneeling on the ground unable to get up after being punched by Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao reached out and snatched the paper from her hand.

"Say the following words to the visitor, one word less, one word more, and Cheng Silang's body will be seen when he goes out." He read each word, "What's the matter? I can't cure His Highness's illness.

There’s no need to look at it, I can’t cure your highness’s illness, so please hire someone else.”

After reading this, Zhou Hui rolled the paper into a ball, shouted loudly, and picked up the man lying on the ground with both hands.

"Say!" he shouted.

The man grinned though.

"Don't worry, my wife is here to enjoy the flowers. Everything is fine. There is no need to say anything," he said.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Hui punched him in the face.

The man spurted blood, his nose was crooked, and his whole body was shaking in pain.

Qin Hu stood up and walked over, pressing his shoulder. Cheng Jiaoniang turned around and looked at him.

Qin Hu paused and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"Where?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

Where…

Finally she asked this question! Qin Hu closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and when he opened his eyes again, Zhou Hui's fist was already in front of him.

"I don't know!" Qin Hu shouted, sideways dodged, and reached out to grab Zhou Hui's arm, "I said I don't know, do you believe it or not!"

Zhou Sheng looked at him, his eyes red.

"Qin Shisan, do you believe it or not?" He asked hoarsely, reaching out and grabbing his collar, "Do you believe it? You have never admired lotus flowers!"

Qin Hu looked at him, and Zhou Hui also looked at him. The hands holding Qin Hu's clothes were trembling, and his flushed face was shaking uncontrollably.

"Qin Shisan!" he hissed, "Speak!"

"If I had known that I had held Cheng Silang hostage, I would never have..." Qin Hu slowly shook his head and said, his eyes were red, and the arm holding Zhou Hui was shaking, "Saturday, you know, like that

If so, I definitely won’t…”

He also held him hostage... He said he would return it!

Zhou Sheng looked at him and raised his head and shouted, then raised his hand and punched him hard.

Qin Hu did not avoid the forceful punch, and his whole body fell out, bending down, and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Hao rushed forward again and reached out to grab him.

"Tell me, where is he?" he hissed again.

Where is he?

Qin Hu's mind was spinning rapidly.

Gao Sisi asked him to take Cheng Jiaoniang out to have tea, but how could he listen to these people in the Gao family? He could only bring her out because he wanted to invite her, and he could only think of it himself!

He won't invite her to have some tea, he will invite her to enjoy the flowers, just like in April.

They actually took action against Prince Jin'an!

How did they do it? Assassination? Impossible. If such a big noise was made, it would be a dead end...

No, no, now is not the time to think about this.

Cheng Silang, Cheng Silang, where is Cheng Silang.

"Go and invite her out this afternoon, and have a half-day tea in Desheng Building quietly and comfortably."

Qin Hu raised his head.

"Desheng Tower!" he said.

Zhou Sheng pushed him away, turned around and ran. Passing by the man who was standing up unsteadily, he raised his hand and punched him again. This punch made the man fall to the ground and stopped moving.

Cheng Jiaoniang picked up her feet and started running.

"Jiao Niang." Qin Hu shouted and stood up.

The woman's footsteps didn't even pause, and she seemed to be unable to hear her at all, and she gradually disappeared before her eyes.

"Jiao Niang!" Qin Hu shouted again, his voice hoarse, and he raised his feet to catch up.

The maidservant was already crying and followed her. Then she came back when she thought of something and searched randomly on the ground.

"Sister, sister." Banqin rolled over and cried, "I have a car, I have a car."

The maid picked up the piece of paper that was balled up by Zhou Hui from the ground, stuffed it into her arms, helped Ban Qin stumble out and chased him out.

Zhou Feng urged his horse to run wildly, and his followers were gradually left behind him, but soon they were caught up with the sound of horse hooves. Not only did they catch up, but they also had the momentum to surpass him.

Which of his subordinates can surpass him in riding skills?

Zhou Hao couldn't help but look distractedly, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Cheng Jiaoniang galloped past him.

She can actually ride a horse!

And she can ride it...how can she ride it? She's wearing a skirt!

Zhou Hui looked again and almost fell off his horse.

Side riding!

"Don't risk your life!" Zhou Hui immediately shouted angrily, urging his horse to chase after him, "Stop!"

He flattered her again and again, but could never catch up with Cheng Jiaoniang.

The anger in Zhou Hui's heart dissipated, leaving only horror.

Oh my God, this woman doesn’t only ride in carriages. When did she learn to ride a horse? Not only can she, she is also an expert!

Side riding! Not even the best scouts in the army can achieve such speed and stability.

He knew that she could archery, and her archery skills were pretty good, but he didn't expect that she could also ride a horse, and she could ride it so well!

What skills does she have that she hasn't shown yet?

Stopping his wild thoughts, Zhou Hui urged his horse to gallop.

In the summer evening, the heat has not dissipated, but there are more and more people on the street, especially in Desheng Building. Although it is not as lively as before, it still looks lively and noisy.

This sudden arrival of people made Desheng Building even more noisy.

"Search!" Zhou Hui shouted.

The followers around him immediately dispersed.

"What are you doing?" shouted the intellectuals in the hall.

Someone was already walking straight towards them.

Still a woman.

The intellectuals couldn't help but take a step back, and when they were about to ask, the woman stretched out her hands to push them away.

Zhou Hao frowned again and couldn't help but reach out and touch his hand.

He thought about when this woman broke free from his hands...

Her hands are quite strong.

It's because I practice archery every day.
To be continued...