The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady
Chapter 14 The First Meeting with Ouyang

A white light flashed before his eyes and a sword sharp aura with boundless intent to kill mercilessly came towards him! 

Ye Yichen narrowed his eyes and quickly turned to the side to avoid any killing moves. He raised his head only to see Murong Xue's mouth curl up into a cold smile. He held a long sword that emitted a cold light. He waved the sword in an attitude and slid towards it again; the pale-colored ribbon on his waist moved with the wind like a butterfly dancing gracefully. 

He knows martial arts!

Ye Yichen's eyes flashed a surprised expression and then disappeared. His mouth warped into a cynic - rumors were just what people spread and guessed, and he really believed it. Very humorous. The gentle people that everyone talks about are all nonsense and invented. This character was his true self, hidden within the Mansion, not revealed to anyone else. 

A strange feeling formed in his heart but was suppressed quickly. 

He looked at Murong Xue, with a deep gaze - after interacting with her for a long time, even with her good eyesight, he had not managed to find the soft sword hidden in her waist. Incognito's amazing.

However, women love accessories around the waist. Even if one were to see something abnormal in his waist, they would think that it was only a unique accessory, and would not link his sickly constitution to a murder weapon. 

"You want to kill me!" Ye Yichen flicked his finger to push away Murong Xue's soft sword, coldly looking at him. 

“You deserve it. Who is asking you to go too far in your bullying! '' Murong Xue coldly replied, the long sword in his hand pierced towards Ye Yichen's chest.

Ye Yichen flicked his fingers to wave the sword, a complex look that formed under these eyes. He was familiar with the road near the capital. Ever since Murong Xue ran to the cliff, not only was she not familiar with the road, but she also forced her. He assumed that his resistance and rebellion against him was due to the position of the Marquis Household Mistress and her ego. If he forced her towards a dead end, she would give up and secretly return to Prince Jing's House as his concubine! 

Everyone will fear death. Facing death, and being given the choice to become the concubine of the Prince Jing Household, enjoying the wealth and prosperity that everyone envied, living life in peace would be a beautiful and good choice.

But when Murong Xue stood in front of the cliff, he did not, as he had imagined, give it to her, and pleaded with her, but had drawn his sword and mercilessly attacked her ... 

She'd rather be a killer than her concubine. 

"Swish, swish, swish!" Three cold lights lit up and Ye Yichen's red wedding robe had three wounds. The tip of the robe had even been cut off and flew into the air, circling around leisurely before drifting to the ground. Red, brighter than blood, signifies great scorn. 

Ye Yichen looked at the broken wedding robe, her face black eerie. After learning martial arts, very few people could approach him, at the very least to say injure him. He had just used half of his skill now and was distracted by his thoughts, allowing Murong Xue to cut his clothes boldly!

The little girl who was overconfident, took advantage of her modesty and became even bolder. He must rudely teach her a lesson and let her know that her little life is always in her hands! If he let her live, then she is alive, if she wants her death, then she must die! 

The slowly clenched hand suddenly opened and the inner strength accumulated to form an invisible blade, violently hitting towards Murong Xue. 

A powerful and dense murderous aura swept towards him with all intents to destroy everything. Murong Xue's eyes formed a rare seriousness - this was an inner strength? The power of his attack must have been incredible. However, it was also not so easy to kill him!

Looking at the unharmed Murong Xue, Ye Yichen's sharp eyes narrowed. Without the help of inner strength, and using only the sword, he had spread his inner strength. What a nice move! Is this the Murong family sword? It deserves its reputation! How rare it was for Murong Xue to reveal the amazing sword of the Murong family. In that case, he would give his all and fight with her!

The fingers under the wedding robe were opened and closed and a burst of masculine and powerful wind was sent out from under his large arm with the most accurate technique and fastest speed, he said, and came towards Murong Xue from all directions! 

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows. When she used the sword against Ye Yichen, it was not really to kill her, but to harm her so that she would not be able to force her to marry him. After all, everyone knew that Ye Yichen had gone to the grave to 'welcome' her. But she didn't want to be Prince Jing's concubine. If Ye Yichen were to die, he would definitely be seen as a murderer. He was not afraid of death but he did not want to involve the nine generations of the Murong clan to be beheaded!

Furthermore, he had just come to Qingyan and was in a weak body. He could not even release half the power he had in the modern era. But Ye Yichen was very skilled in martial arts and had deep inner strength. Even if he wanted to kill her, he would not be able to do so. 

His sword move earlier only tore off Ye Yichen's wedding robe. It didn't hurt him but it made him angry. Throwing so much inner strength - he was ready to kill her! 

She was a weak woman with no inner strength and little physical strength. But if Ye Yichen wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be that easy! 

Murong Xue's mouth curled up slightly smiling and she jumped two meters away, waving her sword quickly!

Standing from Ye Yichen's perspective, he could clearly see - Murong Xue had been standing at the point of attack of his inner power center. Silver streaks of light flew around him, protecting him tightly and hitting his inner strength towards the boulder on the side. 

"Ping, ping, ping!" There was a loud sound, rock fragments flew over and the ground flew into the air, suffocating Murong Xue, making him cough. He quickly took a few steps back and waved his hand to disperse the ground clouds. 

A gentle breeze blew and the top of the cliff was much clearer. Ye Yichen's tall and straight silhouette appeared 5-6 meters away!

Murong Xue held a soft sword, her entire body keeping watch, only to see her staring straight ahead, "Ouyang Shaochen!" The low voice carried no expression whatsoever, not letting anyone guess what he was thinking. 

Murong Xue was surprised. He followed his gaze only to see that the 3-4 meter tall stone had been smashed to a meter tall, exposing the octagonal pavilion behind him. The pavilion had a stone table and chairs, and a young man sat in front of the table, holding a piece of white chess. His eyes were slightly lowered towards the chessboard on the table. 

The man was wearing a long snow-white robe, the material was smooth as water, and the snow-white sleeves combed the surface of the bluestone, without a speck of dirt. His black silk hair was tied into a white crown and spread across his back.

Charming black eyes slanted onto the bangs and that handsome face was like a dream-like exit from a painting. His cold aura was like a desolate moon, like ice, like snow, bringing admiration into the hearts of people! 

Murong Xue's cold eyes gave off a surprised expression. He had seen many types of handsome men in modern times. After coming to the ancient era, he also had the handsome looks of Murong Ye and Ye Yichen and was somewhat immune to handsome men. Yet the appearance of this man was so handsome that he could barely turn away.

He is the heir of Lord Freedom, Ouyang Shaochen! According to rumors, he left the house of God when he was eight years old and had a mysterious teacher. Without much effort, the policy paper he wrote became famous; without much effort, the flute he blew up caused people to get drunk in music. The generals who had been given pointers by him became invincible in battle and war. He also had a god-like presence! 

Over the past ten years, he had traveled to many countries but very rarely stepped into Qingyan land. Why did he suddenly return to the Capital?