The new day is sunny. Although it is late autumn, the warm sunshine makes the little butt feel comfortable.

Yang Shuang had already set off for Beijing and walked twenty or thirty miles out of the city. The population gradually became less and there were jungles on both sides of the official road.

I originally thought it was a boring journey, but I didn't expect to encounter a roadblock, and I was a tigress and even an acquaintance.

I saw a woman dressed in a man standing on the official road not far away. When she saw Yang Shuang, she immediately smiled like a flower: "Sir Sizhi, I have been waiting for a long time."

Yang Shuang saw the woman's appearance clearly and her face became solemn.

The woman is nothing but Pan Cailian.

Wearing a long gown, tying her hair, holding a sword in her hand, she changed her charming appearance and became heroic.

It's like a young woman becomes a chivalrous woman, and the taste has completely changed.

"Who are you?" Yang Shuang then realized that the woman in front of her was not simple.

Han Qinhu and another guard were also highly alert and were beside Yang Shuang.

Pan Cailian held the hilt of the sword and said, "I put down my figure and was willing to follow Your Highness. Who knew that Your Highness was merciless and did not know how to cherish the fragrance and jade at all, so she could only stop it halfway. Will Your Highness still refuse a woman like me?"

Yang Shuang was even more shocked, then glared at her eyes and shouted: "Who are you? What is your Highness not your Highness, you should have recognized the wrong person."

He was able to reveal his identity. What is the origin of this woman?

Pan Cailian smiled and said, "I am afraid of admitting the wrong person, so I wait here specifically. Should you take the initiative to follow me, or should I ask you to leave?"

Before he finished speaking, more than ten people rushed out of the bushes on both sides of the road, holding a simple sword, all of them were strong men. When he saw the resentment of his face, he knew that he was a man from the green forest stained with blood.

"superior!"

As Pan Cailian took a little jade hand, these men rushed towards Yang Shuang and others.

Han Qinhu hurriedly shouted to Yang Shuang: "Young Master, go first."

Then, Han Qinhu and another guard faced the enemy.

Yang Shuang turned her head and left. With his three-legged cat's martial arts, staying here made Han Qinhu and the others unable to let go.

It’s just that Yang Shuang was careless.

He rode a horse for a mile or two and was suddenly stopped by a tripping rope. Everyone was overturned and fell to pieces, and then was captured by the sneak attacker.

Pan Cailian came prepared and knew that Han Qinhu was brave, so more than a dozen Green Forest men just stopped him and left an ambush to capture Yang Shuang.

Looking at the knife on his neck, Yang Shuang raised her hand and signaled: "Okay! I surrender!"

On the other side, Han Qinhu and his guards killed eight people in a row, but when they turned around, they found that Yang Shuang was captured. Han Qinhu's eyes widened and immediately turned around to help.

"Get closer, I will kill him!" The man who hijacked Yang Shuang threatened.

Han Qinhu paused, gritting his teeth with hatred, but he did not dare to get close.

Pan Cailian walked over and said with a smile: "Take the knife, otherwise I will stab your young master and cut off the protruding things in an inch! See if he can do bad things in the future."

Han Qinhu glared at Pan Cailian angrily, and his hand holding the hilt rattled.

Yang Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I was shocked, it was just an inch, and I could cut it off one inch and five inches."

"You are worthy of being the famous King of Ming, but you can still laugh. In addition, is it really that long?" Pan Cailian glanced at Yang Shuang.

It is impossible for Yang Shuang to be not afraid, because he could not guess Pan Cailian's identity and intentions, but he could only say with a tough bullet: "If Sister Pan wanted to kill me, she would have taken action long ago. If she didn't take action now, it means that I had me in her heart."

"Now you know that you call Sister Pan? Why don't you call Mrs. Yang?" Pan Cailian walked into Yang Shuang, stretched out her jade finger and touched Yang Shuang's cheek.

Yang Shuang turned her head slightly, deliberately sniffed Pan Cailian's fingers, and responded: "Don't you think calling you Mrs. Yang is even more exciting? Sister Pan's fingers are so fragrant. Although she knows that you will use them to wipe her butt, the more she thinks about it, the more she becomes, the more exciting it."

Pan Cailian's face froze.

The other men looked strange.

The angry Han Qinhu covered his face. His Highness has really changed. Can he still say such perverted words at this time?

"Smooth talk! Your Highness the Ming King is completely different from the rumors!" Pan Cailian frowned slightly.

Yang Shuang immediately understood that Pan Cailian was not very sure that she was the King of Ming. As for where the exposing was revealed, Yang Shuang didn't know, but this was a blessing in disgrace.

So Yang Shuang replied: "Sister Pan, why do you think I am the King of Ming? I am the Dali Temple Sizhi. Although I am handsome, I am not His Highness, but I am really not His Highness!"

"Is that true? It's not up to you." Pan Cailian was not easy to deceive, and then threatened Han Qinhu and the guards to put down their weapons.

The two had no choice but to abandon the weapons.

Then the three were tied up and taken away.

After walking a long journey, I came to a manor hidden in the mountains and forests.

The manor is dilapidated and deserted, and looks deserted for a long time.

Han Qinhu and the guards were locked in the same room, while Yang Shuang was locked in another place.

Pan Cailian waved her hand and all her men retreated, leaving only two people in the room.

"You really are not the former prince, Yang Shuang, the current Prince of Ming Dynasty?" Pan Cailian asked.

Yang Shuang nodded and said, "Of course not. Do you think the prince will come here in person?"

Pan Cailian nodded, then walked to Yang Shuang, and said with a smile: "You are right, but you are too cunning, I don't believe it. Come on, let my sister touch it..."

After saying that, Pan Cailian stretched out her hand and touched Yang Shuang.

When he touched somewhere, Pan Cailian was slightly surprised: "It's really big."

Yang Shuang rolled her eyes.

Soon, Pan Cailian touched a token between Yang Shuang's waist.

The golden token is exquisitely crafted, with a golden dragon pattern on the back and a character "Sui" on the front.

Pan Cailian raised the token and asked with a smile: "Your Highness Ming, do you still have to be stubborn?"

Yang Shuang shrugged and said, "I can guarantee that I have never seen you. How did you doubt my identity?"

Pan Cailian said proudly: "I was fortunate to read your cursive script. The brushwork is free and elegant, and it forms a unique style, so I still remember it fresh."

"So that's it." Yang Shuang cursed in disgrace. It turned out that it was because the inn's calligraphy was leaked that day.

If I had known this, what would I do to write a word? Wouldn't I sleep well?

Yang Shuang became more and more curious about the identity of this woman, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Depending on your methods and scheming, you are definitely not an ordinary person."

"Guess." Pan Cailian said casually.

Yang Shuang shook her head and said, "I can't guess that your subordinates are very similar to those of the people in the green forest, but you don't look like you. We have no grudges and no grudges. I don't want to die. You are so beautiful, why don't you pay some price and let me go, how about you?"

"Who said we have no grudge? I throw myself into my arms and you don't appreciate it at all. Don't you know that women are all petty?" Pan Cailian snorted lightly.

Yang Shuang immediately asked: "Then is it still time for me to appreciate it now? I am proficient in the eighteen kinds of arts and will definitely be able to serve Sister Pan as comfortable as a wandering in the heavens, like a dream or a illusion."

"If you hadn't found your identity token, I really couldn't believe that you were the former prince of the Great Sui Dynasty. It was really different from the rumors." Pan Cailian sighed with emotion.

Yang Shuang shrugged and said, "Who told me not to die?"

Pan Cailian nodded and asked, "Since you don't want to die, it depends on whether you listen or not. Say it, tell me your true purpose in Yi County!"

Yang Shuang was immediately stunned.
Chapter completed!