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The guard named Xiao Ming couldn't help but feel amused at the Prince An Xin's words. Like him, the guard couldn't wait to see the Grand Preceptor's ridiculous expression.

Then, his expression turned serious as he cupped his fists and asked, "My lord, what should we do next?"

King Anxin sipped a mouthful of wine. "Of course I have to put my all into stopping this old fox's movements …"

After pausing for a moment, he muttered to himself, "This old fox's plans are all over the place. This King is not a pushover. No matter what, I have to play with him …"

He couldn't help but drink the wine in his cup in one gulp. Then, as if he was talking to himself, he spoke to Xiao Ming, "The old fox's daughter has escaped the marriage. How about I also flee?"

Seemingly feeling that something was amiss, he paused for a moment before continuing, "However, his daughter has escaped the marriage. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if that were the case?"

When Xiao Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, heard An Xin's words, he hurriedly tried to persuade her, "Your highness, you can't. This marriage was bestowed by the emperor. If you escape the marriage, you will be sentenced to death!"

Seeing that King An Xin didn't seem to take it in and was still fiddling with his wine cup, Xiao Ming steeled his heart. "Your Highness, your subordinate has followed you for so many years. I humbly request that you reconsider …"

"Haha …"

King An Xin poured himself another cup of wine and downed it in one gulp. Only then did he say to Xiao Ming with a smile, "This King had already thought about it a long time ago, so I've decided to do so!"

With that, he put down the wine cup in his hand and looked out the window at the pouring rain. His slender eyebrows creased, and the cold air that entered through the gap in the window made him feel extremely disgusted.

His body was very sensitive, and could be said to be a little weak. He was very afraid of the cold, and he didn't like even the slightest coldness.

Prince An Xin tightened the fox fur coat on his body and drank another cup of strong alcohol. Only then did he feel a trace of warmth from his body.

As a subordinate, Xiao Ming was carefully aware of his master's actions. He knew how King An Xin's body was, so he quickly walked over to the stove. He flipped the burning coal inside the stove to increase the intensity of the fire.

Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, Xiao Ming walked up to the Anxin King and advised, "My prince, tomorrow will be your wedding day. If you suddenly disappear, then Grand Preceptor Yin will definitely lose face.

However, before Xiao Ming finished speaking, King An Xin interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"No harm done …" This King has already thought of all these … "

Shaking his head carelessly, King An Xin narrowed his long and narrow eyes and answered himself, "As the saying goes, a straight body is not afraid of slanting shadows. I, your majesty, am the most aware of this." Speaking of this marriage, This King has never nodded his head from the start. It's just that old fox's wishful thinking. If you really make him lose face, haha, he was the one who brought it upon himself … "

Xiao Ming couldn't help but nod after hearing King An Xin's explanation. Since the prince had already made up his mind, then he wouldn't have to worry about anything …

Then, he thought of a serious question. He quickly asked, "Prince, after you escape the marriage, where will you go?"

King An Xin was startled. After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and smiled at Xiao Ming. "I heard that the princess of the State of Yue has posted a marriage announcement recently. Hmm, how about we go there?"

Then, he thought for a moment before adding, "If I bring along Grand Preceptor Yin's daughter, I think it'll be even more interesting …"

"Huh?"

Xiao Ming was stunned. He looked at King Anxin's happy expression and said with a bitter face, "Prince, although Grand Preceptor Yin is indeed not very kind, your subordinate has heard that his two daughters are both exceptionally beautiful women. Therefore, don't take your anger out on Miss Yin just because of what Grand Preceptor Yin has done …"

Hearing Xiao Ming's teasing, An Xin laughed and scolded, "Do you think This King is the kind of person who doesn't know how to show mercy to the fairer sex?"

When there was no one else around, he and Xiao Ming would often joke with each other without causing any harm. As Xiao Ming was a personal guard, King An Xin was very satisfied with him and even treated him as a friend.

The next day.

It was early in the morning when the sun had risen from the east. The road that had been washed by the heavy rain the night before was now extremely moist. There were still some crystal clear water droplets hanging on the grass by the side of the road.

Not only was it a beautiful scenery, but it was also a tourist attraction for the entire country's civilization. Furthermore, the traffic here was very developed and flourishing, so every day, there would be merchants from all over the country coming and going. Of course, there were also many commoners who came to play, rich children, Wang Sun nobles, and so on.

On this morning, the massive crimson gates of Hu Gang's city were opened on time, and two rows of soldiers wearing steel helmets and steel sabers could be seen inside. The uniform, the orderly posture, and the solemn expression on their faces made the arrangement of the soldiers look extremely imposing and domineering.

After the city gate was opened, the people who had been waiting outside for a long time hurriedly picked up their bags and bags to be inspected by the soldiers. After the inspection, they rushed into the city.

At the same time, at the end of the road, a horse carriage came by. On the horse carriage sat an old man of about fifty years of age, his hair was white, he had a large straw hat on his back, his clothes were patched up, and his skin was very dry and dark.

This old man was holding the reins in one hand and swinging the whip with the other. He was even singing an unknown tune and looked very comfortable.

When the driver's carriage reached the city gate, a young man wearing a long black robe suddenly jumped down from the pile of straw on top of the carriage. However, the old man didn't seem to care about this. It was as if he had already known that the young man was in the carriage.

"Uncle, thank you so much …"

The youth in black waved his hand at his uncle, thanking him. The old uncle laughed and waved the horsewhip in a rough hand. He then turned the horse around and left towards a small path.

Seeing that his uncle's figure was gradually disappearing, the youth in black turned around and walked toward the direction of Hu Gang's city gate.