As precious as a prince

  Boom!

  A loud clap of thunder suddenly burst forth above her head, a ray of light broke through the clouds and shone on Hua Yu's face.

  Son!

  His face turned red with anger, and he hastily grasped the door frame, as if his son's words had struck him like a thunderbolt.

  This stupid son of hers, every time he tries to speak for her, ends up pushing her into a fire pit!

  Two men were even more subtle in their expressions, with a glint in their eyes.

  Huā Yù Yán has evidence of serious contempt. These two people must be laughing so hard in their bellies now, they're about to burst, just waiting for who will make the first move.

  Finally, it was the white-clothed man who seemed to have an advantage in terms of composure, but instead broke through his endurance first. He took a sip of tea water to moisten his mouth and suddenly, a beautiful arc of water splashed inside the car compartment.

  Quickly picked up the child and dodged to the side.

  The water jet shot right where she had just stood.

  What a close call!

  "Grandpa." Seeing this beautiful scene, Yundun Jing's mouth smiled so wide it almost split open, as if sympathetically handing over a pure white silk handkerchief to the other person, "Wipe your mouth."

  Wan Ye had never received a handkerchief before. His sharp and handsome face was marred by a dark line that he himself had drawn due to his own carelessness.

  Yun Chenjing stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve, then magically pulled out a paper fan, elegantly fanning himself with a sly smile: This is clearly fun, fun indeed.

  It's actually interesting that it can make Wan Ye break his endurance.

  "Little master, you said your mother is going to abduct someone, who is it that she's going to abduct?"

  Her small white face froze: "Who did you say?"

  Wrote four big silly characters "the world is greatly white" on a paper fan, pointed at the man in white and himself: "Young master, which one of us do you think is more handsome? Then tell your mother, which one do you want to kidnap?"

  Huā yù yán gài zài hēi bù xià de liǎn, huà guò yī dào jīng léi.

  Translation:

  The face of Huayu Yan covered under the black cloth flashed a glimpse of surprise.

  How dare you bully her son?

  It's her bad luck, now it can be determined that the sister is a mistaken car, failed to catch the wolf, but met two idle men, is she Huayu Yan's misfortune or blessing?

  Son silly egg, actually carefully compared two idle men with her and said anxiously: "Mom, both look good, what to do?"

  Pfft!

  Wan Ye had just sprayed a mouthful of water on his thin lips and then sprayed another one.

  Haha!

  Yun Chen Jing hugged her stomach and wanted to roll around in the carriage.

  This child is too... excessively cute?

  Hua Yu Nian's face turned black as she picked up her son and left.

  Which child is not innocent, her son is the apple of her eye as a mother.

  Two rascals, if she hadn't seen that they might be extraordinary, to avoid accidentally provoking them, otherwise, would have beaten them until their heads were broken and bleeding. However, hearing this detestable laughter was really infuriating, not leaving some lessons, the heart itched unbearably.

  A plum blossom needle in his sleeve, turned around and shot out instantly.

  Eyes were not needed, but the needle seemed to have grown eyes, flying straight towards the crotch of the blue-shirted man who was laughing so hard he was doubled over.

  A chill, unknowingly, in the approaching moment, Yun Chen Jing only noticed a thread. The blue robe fluttered open and leapt upwards. This avoidance was actually somewhat flustered due to haste.

  The needle stuck in the golden couch, all black, as if it had melted into the air, was not easily noticeable, and deeply pierced three inches into the wood. If it weren't for the cold intent of the needle tip being exposed, whoever was pricked by this needle would have...

  The charming and elegant smile gradually changed color.

  I thought he was just an ordinary mountain bandit, but can an ordinary bandit have such skills?

  Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary distraction, Hua Xiyuan hugged her son and rushed out by lifting the door curtain first.

  Hiss.

  A horse carriage suddenly appeared around them, no, it was probably prepared in advance, and six green shadows fell down.

  Like a heavenly net covering the earth, it enveloped the horse carriage that suddenly stopped in its tracks.

  The coachman took advantage of the opportunity to fall off the carriage, and a green shadow flew in to catch his companion.

  The remaining five green shadows all stared at Hua Yuexuan and her mother with a fierce gaze.

  Ambush from Ten Sides

  Huā Yùyán fú é: jiě er zhè shì zǒu le shén me rò yùn?!

  Translation:

  Hua Yu Yan supported her forehead: What kind of bad luck has sister encountered?!

  Perhaps the people in the carriage didn't notice her, but they knew she was lurking and deliberately let her ambush the horse-drawn carriage, waiting for her to come out before throwing a net to catch her.

  Alright, she admitted that her outfit looked like a bandit's, but sister really didn't have the heart to rob.

  Apricot eyes swiftly swept over the top of a high branch, toes pointed at the car, one hand holding the child, and one hand stretched out to climb up to the nearest high branch. As long as she got on the tree, she could escape with her son in this maze-like forest.

  The four directions and six paths of green shadows did not rise with her, but instead chased after her in a straight line.

  Huā Yùyán stretched out her hand to explore and suddenly felt a shock, shrinking back, holding her son steady and landing on the sandy ground beside the horse carriage.

  On the high branch, the blue robe fluttered in the wind, with countless starlight, and the lazy vermilion phoenix eyes sprinkled down, looking at the mother and son's expression, as if it contained a very deep inquiry.

  Deep meaning, cold meaning, coated with Danfeng eyes, let the blue robe surround the body in a deep blue mist, like a fairy or a fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

  Judging from how this person suddenly rushed out of the car and got ahead of her, Hua Xiuyan could be certain that she and her son had offended a master.

  Able to dodge her fatal needle, this master is at least on par with her.

  "Madam, you haven't finished robbing me yet, can't you just leave? " A bright and beautiful face with a smile, two shallow dimples like overturned peach blossoms, extremely beautiful.

  Xiufeng Emei said with a slight smile: "My son said that neither of them is worthy of consideration."

  It's unfair to compare her son with her when it comes to eloquence.

  A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

  She had been silent in the carriage all along, but when she spoke, it was like a canary singing out of its valley, delicate yet not coquettish, gentle yet not weak, strong yet not overbearing, astonishing to heaven and earth.

  It makes one unable to help but want to lift up the black veil and take a peek at the delicate face underneath.

  If judged solely by this voice, shouldn't it be a beautiful face with rosy cheeks, as lovely as Xi Shi?

  The gorgeous female hijacker?

  Hua Yu Yan saw two piercing gazes fixed on her face, as if they wanted to burn away her veil. In her heart, she secretly grumbled: A rascal is a rascal, and a scoundrel is a scoundrel.

  Now the other side has a large crowd, two masters, six mid-masters, how can she and her son escape this trap.

  Furrowing her brow slightly, Hua Yu's face sank: "Young master, my son has already said that he looks down on you all. You won't let us mother and child leave; isn't this bullying people too much?"

  Yun Chen Jing smiled but didn't speak, her eyebrows slightly raised. The truly supreme master inside the horse carriage couldn't bear it any longer.

  "Has the world turned upside down and lost all sense of justice? The hijackers have become the victims?"

  The sound is clear and low, like a spring of ice in the snowy mountains, beautiful and elegant. When heard by human ears, it's as if one's seven souls and six spirits are enchanted and drawn in.

  As they looked around, six figures emerged from the shadows, except for Yun Chen Jing who was fanning herself. Each of them knelt down with a chill, extremely humble.

  Two attendants brought over a footstool and placed it beside the carriage. Just by looking at the material of the stool, one could tell that it was an extraordinary luxury item, made from the same priceless jade as the chessboard inside the carriage.

  A white canvas shoe falls on a jade stone floor, simple yet unable to conceal its innate nobility that commands admiration.

  White robe sweeping the ground, absolutely dustless.

  As if all objects that dare to sully this white land will inevitably disappear without a trace.

  What kind of person is as precious as a prince? Or is it that this person himself is already as precious as a prince?