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A Ya was extremely confused by her feelings towards Ling Shuang. However, when she looked at the playful look in Ling Shuang's eyes, her face turned hot, but she also felt extremely ashamed.

It was all the fault of that dead woman who liked to pretend to be a man. With her waist twisted, she leapt out of the pavilion, raised her whip, and rushed towards Ling Shuang.

Fang Yu was relieved, the little girl's martial arts were much lower than his, but his whip skill was not bad, and if he said he was not worried, it would be a lie.

Hu Li frowned, Long Chen Yi and the rest looked like they were watching a show, with no intention to stop it. He actually wanted to know just how strong Ling Shuang had become.

Ling Shuang's agile body was like a stream of light on the curved bridge, cleverly avoiding A Ya's every attack, as if she was playing a joke on him. When she looked at A Ya's face that looked like she was about to cry, Ling Shuang actually didn't dare to hurt her.

A Ya was about to get married to the prince of Great Yan Dynasty, if he hurt her, he would be in big trouble. Without needing to think, she already knew that He Lian Feng had brought A Ya to the Crown Prince Palace to look for her and pick a fight.

Right now, Ling Shuang only wished for A Ya to know how strong she was. It was not because she couldn't beat her, but because she was unwilling to fight. But this girl seemed to have gone crazy, she tried her best to fight with her, causing Ling Shuang to immediately feel annoyed, she twisted her waist and went forward to face A Ya's whip.

This move was simply too dangerous, if it was swept by the steel whip in A Ya's hand, he would definitely lose face. The spectators in the pavilion were all frightened out of their wits.

"Shuang Er!" Fang Yu was about to leap over, but he did not expect Ling Shuang to make such a strange move, so he extended his hand out, releasing the momentum of the steel whip.

Reaching out, pulling, and circling, A Ya watched helplessly as her arms were firmly tied up by the steel whips she swung out, and her entire person fell into Ling Shuang's embrace. At that moment, her face was unsettled, and she started to cry.

"You bastard! You bastard! Why are you a woman? If you were a man, I would risk my life to marry you! "

Ling Shuang was instantly besieged and petrified, the wind was blown in disorder, she immediately let her go, seemingly at a loss of what to do.

A Ya simply sat on the ground and cried even louder, forcing Ling Shuang to kneel down and console him.

"Princess A Ya, at that time, I was fighting against the Wuhuan and I was forced to hide my identity from his.

The people in the pavilion didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Who would have thought that the princess of Wuhuan would actually fall in love with a woman to such an extent? Fang Yu was even more bitter. His love rival not only had a man but also a woman, what kind of wife did he actually marry?

Seeing that she had calmed down, Ling Shuang released the steel whip on her body and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, he felt a cold wind blow at the back of his head.

A Ya, this brat, was actually so shameless as to sneak attack her. She dodged, but the belt on her head was torn off by the steel whip. Her long hair that was like a waterfall instantly fell down, flowing with light and overflowing with color under the radiance of the sun.

The people inside the pavilion had never seen Ling Shuang's long hair before. Her exquisite and beautiful face was originally incredibly heroic and imposing because of the bright and shining long hair that reached her waist, and even carried a bit of an ethereal aura.

A Ya was also dumbstruck, she suddenly covered her lips as tears once again flowed out. How could such a beauty be a man? Her heart was like dying embers as she ran away in tears.

Even He Lian Feng, who hated Ling Shuang, was shocked when she saw her long hair. She immediately became angry and chased after A Ya.

Long Chen Yi stared blankly at the woman who slowly walked in, her heart was thumping hard.

"Your Highness," Chen Pei Wen coughed.

Long Chen Yi hurriedly woke up from his stupor, but he could not hide the awkwardness on his face. He was so focused on watching just now that he couldn't even hear what Chen Pei Wen was saying.

"What is it?" Long Chen Yi then restrained his emotions.

"Your Highness, you should pick the horses at the entrance as soon as possible."

"What you said is extremely true." He turned around and looked at Ling Shuang who had already walked into the pavilion, "Miss Ling is startled.

"There's no need," Ling Shuang said as she sat in front of Fang Yu. She casually dropped the brocade belt and gave it to Fang Yu: "Help me tie up my hair, it's getting late, I still have to choose a war horse, don't delay my business."

Fang Yu smiled slightly as he received the ribbon and slowly tied up his hair that was as smooth as water in front of everyone. Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, and seeing the soft black hair that fell into Fang Yu's hands, Hu Li's heart felt as painful as if it had been cut by a knife.

Perhaps he would never be able to wait for this day. If he could, he might even trade his life for it, but that was impossible. Ling Shuang's heart was completely tied to Fang Yu alone, what did he count as? He was unwilling!

Long Chen Yi's expression did not look any better. Seeing that Ling Shuang had finished tying up her hair, she said in a deep voice, "This matter cannot be delayed, Miss Ling, please!"

Qian Shan, who was behind her, secretly shook his head. Indeed, beauties cause trouble and mislead the nation.

However, the two Chen brothers looked at Ego. A glint flashed in their eyes, as they thought that this might be a good opportunity to take revenge on Ling Shuang's revenge on behalf of her aunt, Mrs Fang.

"Fang Yu, you go back first. I'll go back soon," Ling Shuang said to Fang Yu.

"Be careful," Fang Yu brushed off the hair on Ling Shuang's temples, then suddenly whispered: "It's better to have my men at the entrance, hold this properly, if you have anything to blow the whistle for."

A sleek jade whistle appeared in Ling Shuang's hand, and she couldn't help but find it funny, why does it feel like it was something to call a puppy? She immediately packed up the items and followed the Crown Prince out of the Crown Prince Mansion.

The stage entrance was right outside the Western Flower Hall in Beijing, so when Ling Shuang reached the entrance, he felt the feeling of not being there for a long time once again.

"General Ling! General Ling! " A few of Ling Jia Jun's men were training and resting at the entrance of the arena. The subordinates in the past were naturally extremely excited when they saw Ling Shuang.

It was just that they did not dare to act rashly while obstructing the dignity of the Crown Prince, otherwise they would have rushed over long ago to pick Ling Shuang up and cheer him on.

Hu Li was extremely excited as well. Many of his old subordinates were left in the capital due to him, while the Hu family held the true authority in the imperial guards. Even the Emperor did not dare to suppress them too much.

Ling Shuang continuously waved her hands at her subordinates, feeling extremely happy in her heart. After being depressed in the big house for so long, she felt like a trapped bird that had released its cage.

Long Chen Yi brought Ling Shuang to the stables and asked: "Miss Ling, how about it?"

Ling Shuang swept her gaze over, and could not help but exclaim in her heart that the horses were indeed from gentleness. All of them were strong and strong, their bodies sturdy and robust, each of them a good horse.

"Your Highness, you can't tell by looking at it this way. Help me get a table and a full bowl of water, I have my uses for it."

Hu Li saw that she was speaking mysteriously, and a pampered smile that even he himself did not realise was leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

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