Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

The gold hairpin she was clutching slipped silently from her hand, and tears dried and began to flow down her neck. "Let him go, do whatever you want with me."

The privileged class misjudged the ugliness of human nature.

Zhang Yi wore a shrewd, wicked smile. With the power of his family, he could do almost anything he wanted, and even when facing the princess, he could demand whatever he pleased.

“Your Highness, if I were to do whatever I want with you, it would be too boring.”

"I have always despised any kind of coercion, but if Your Highness can comply with my wishes and serve me diligently, I will certainly ensure that Your Highness and your companions can leave safely."

Princess Pingyang seemed to have grasped at that last straw; a spark of hope rekindled in her parched eyes.

"Young Master Zhang, are you a man of your word?"

Zhang Yi's smile grew even wider, and he even swallowed a few times exaggeratedly, trying hard to suppress the urge to go forward and hug him.

The pleasure of being served by noble ladies is far greater than the service offered by courtesans from the brothels.

"That's for sure. I always keep my word. Please take off your clothes first..."

Princess Pingyang closed her eyes in anguish, her trembling hands slowly reaching for her collar.

"Cough cough!"

Princess Pingyang instinctively covered her collar, tears welling up in her eyes, and finally couldn't help but cry out.

Zhang Yi got out of the car in a panic and drew his knife.

This was a place carefully selected by the three of them. It was extremely secluded, and no one else could see it. Moreover, there were accomplices nearby at the foot of the mountain who were on guard.

"Don't be a god!"

Zhang Yi suddenly shouted, and the other two young masters also drew their swords and stood guard.

"Bah, disgusting."

"As the son of a high-ranking official in the imperial court, his despicable behavior is even worse than that of the local bullies and bandits in Jianzhou."

The three exchanged glances and instantly noticed a tall, handsome young man standing atop the carriage. A mocking smile played on his lips, revealing his utter indifference to everything.

What Su Nan said was truly from the bottom of her heart. Those bandits and tyrants would come directly to your door; they would never deceive a young woman.

"Who are you, daring to disturb this young master?"

Zhang Yi, an eighth-rank martial artist, suddenly leaped into the air, his blade surging with energy, and slashed down fiercely at Su Nan.

"boom!"

Su Nan kicked Zhang Yi hard in the face, then stomped on his face, and fell backward from the height. Zhang Yi's head sank straight into the soil of the valley, and his jaw and nose broke under Su Nan's feet.

Immediately, a emerald green short sword streaked across the sky like an arrow released from a bow, making a crisp sound as it pierced the dantian of both Young Master Sun and the eldest son of the Earl of Pingyuan with unerring accuracy.

In the end, the flying sword returned to Zhang Yi's waist, making a crisp clanging sound on the stone surface, and landed steadily. Thus, the private parts of Zhang Yi, the diligent and brave young man, were completely stripped away by Su Nanqi.

Su Nan's control was proper; although their dantian was damaged, it did not immediately take their lives.

Unlike the chivalrous world of martial arts, the imperial court is a place of swift justice and vengeance. If they were eliminated directly, the situation would become extremely complicated.

"Little Princess, hurry up..."

Princess Pingyang knelt blankly inside the carriage, still reeling from the sudden reversal of life and death. What seemed like a hopeless dead end had suddenly been given a new lease on life.

Seeing Zhang Yi's face buried in mud and his limbs struggling violently, and the two young masters rolling on the ground clutching their stomachs, Princess Pingyang finally believed the astonishing facts before her eyes.

"Su Zhe Xian!"

Before she could even kneel in worship, she hurriedly jumped off the carriage and quickly untied Heng Hui's restraints. The two ill-fated couples embraced tightly, tears streaming down their faces.

In their desperate situation, they unexpectedly found a way to survive, and they all kowtowed to Su Nan in a devout manner, still shaken by what had just happened.

Su Nan did not stop them, letting them argue amongst themselves, hoping that this experience would teach them something and help them remember it better.

Love is beautiful, but in all things in the world, disharmonious elements are often more common.

"You scoundrel, get here quickly and bind Young Master Zhang tightly. Make sure he is safe and sound."

Following Su Nan's instructions, Young Master Sun endured the excruciating pain and tightly bound Zhang Yi and the eldest son of the Earl of Pingyuan. He then began to treat Zhang Yi's gruesome buttock wound.

(Li's Zhao) Warriors are not easy to die, but suffering is inevitable.

Princess Pingyang gripped the hairpin tightly, tears streaming down her face, and stabbed it into Zhang Yi's body, her blood instantly staining his entire body red.

Before long, the martial arts alliance's personnel stationed in the capital attracted the attention of the constables from the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Upon learning of the humiliation suffered by Pingyang County, the Prefect of Jingzhao immediately took notice and dared not slacken his efforts. He promptly dispatched numerous constables and yamen runners to provide immediate assistance.

Su Nan sat atop the carriage, carefully instructing Princess Pingyang on which parts of the three young men to stab with the hairpin, where it was inappropriate to strike, and how to avoid causing fatal injury.

The constables from the Jingzhao Prefecture quickly stabilized the situation. The female constable in charge was dressed in a black constable's uniform with red trim on the collar and cuffs, and a majestic mythical beast, Bi'an, was embroidered on her chest.

The female constable was beautiful, around thirty years old, and exuded a heroic spirit. Her graceful figure revealed the agility of a female leopard.

Chapter 123 The Weaving of Lies, and the Escalating Situation

"May I ask your honorable name? I am Lü Qing, the head constable of the government office."

Having appeased Princess Pingyang and successfully subdued the three young masters, Lü Qing stood upright, his face solemn, and bowed to Su Nan.

Based on her years of experience in apprehending criminals, she could tell from the wounds on the three young masters that Su Nan's martial arts skills far surpassed hers.

Even if Lü Qing personally took action, he could barely deal with Zhang Yi, but he would have no chance of easily defeating the three of them.

"You're Lü Qing?"

Su Nan also bowed to the female constable who was agile and beautiful.

This beautiful woman was quite prominent in the early part of the original novel, but as her role progressed, her screen time gradually decreased. However, Su Nan still retained some memories of her.

"I am from Jianzhou, Jiangsu Province."

When Su Nan introduced himself, Lü Qing's eyes immediately lit up. "You are the famous Su Zhexian! I've heard so much about you!"

The news that Su Nan and Li Miaozhen became a couple in the Golden Eagle Clan is still only known through Li Miaozhen's own account and has not yet been circulated to the public.

The golden eagle departed from southern Jiangsu.

The two announced their names, and immediately Zhang Yi's cries reached their ears.

“I confess, I made a mistake, I betrayed the princess’s trust in us, I harbored treacherous intentions and intended to do evil…”

Su Nan smiled coldly; this man had already tried to set the tone for the event with the arrival of the officials.

It was neither a matter of high-ranking officials nor his father's involvement; it was purely due to his own evil intentions. However, this was a world rife with sorcerers, and weaving lies was no easy task.

Sunan Daoyan:

"Officer Lü, please inform the Imperial Observatory of this matter as soon as possible and find a sorcerer skilled in divination to come along. Otherwise, these young masters may find it difficult to be honest with you."

Lü Qing made separate arrangements, assigning personnel to escort these people back to the capital while immediately sending someone to report to the Prefect of the Capital that this matter was of great importance and must be taken seriously.

"Su Zhexian, would you please accompany me to the government office to serve as a witness in this matter?"

Su Nan leaped onto the horse that Lü Qing had prepared and casually replied:

"As it should be."

Prince Yu, who was anxiously leading his personal guards to search around Qinglong Temple, suddenly received an urgent report from the yamen runners of the Prefect of the Capital, and almost fell off his horse.

In the original novel, due to the grief of losing his daughter, Prince Yu fell seriously ill, became bedridden, and nearly died.

This prince was a man of deep affection. Although he arranged his daughter's marriage, it did not mean that he neglected his beloved only daughter.

"Let's go! To the Jingzhao Prefecture!"

As Prince Yu galloped towards the capital, Princess Huaiqing, deep within the palace, also heard a faint tinkling sound in her consciousness.

"Is it just Number Two chatting again?"

Huaiqing was at leisure and in a peaceful state of mind, so he leisurely took out the small jade mirror.

Princess Huaiqing's vision went black after just glancing at a single line of text. Anger surged to her face, and a hint of murderous intent flickered between her brows.

Breaking news! Princess Pingyang's attempt to elope with a monk failed, and she narrowly escaped being assaulted by the son of the Minister of War.

Princess Pingyang was his cousin.

The Zhang residence in the capital.

Zhang Feng, the Minister of War with a thick goatee and a solemn and dignified appearance, paced anxiously back and forth in the hall.

"Lord Zhang, what should we do?"

The Earl of Pingyuan, a military officer, was in a state of unease and hurriedly rushed into the room.

Although Zhang Feng appeared calm on the surface, he was inwardly terrified and uneasy, as the situation had become increasingly serious.

Intending to defile the royal princess and harm the imperial relatives is a heinous crime worthy of the extermination of three generations of the family!

"These three arrogant fools are so utterly disregarding propriety! They merely sent someone out of the capital, yet they dare to act so recklessly and harbor ill intentions towards the princess!"

Zhang Feng roared and cursed, causing Sun Zhongming, who was walking towards the door, to suddenly feel a jolt in his heart.

The three princes were detained, yet this major event concerning the royal family's reputation caused a great uproar in the capital, to the point that even the opportunity to privately seek reconciliation with Prince Yu was lost. Who was secretly spreading these rumors?

As Sun Zhongming walked along the road to the Zhang residence, his heart was filled with fear and unease. Zhang Yi, as a young master, had probably caused an irreparable disaster with his rash actions.

It is likely that Zhang Yi was unable to control himself and had evil thoughts on the way, and was unfortunately caught in the act.

That guy surnamed Zhang is really annoying!

Even if they failed, it would still constitute a serious crime punishable by the extermination of three generations of their family. After all, plotting to harm members of the royal family is tantamount to treason and rebellion, and there is absolutely no possibility of leniency.

Whether the three elders were aware of the matter or not, it was of little importance to them. However, none of the families of those three young men—including their paternal, maternal, and spouse families—were spared.

Sun Zhongming traveled tirelessly, his mind churning with countless schemes, yet he was unable to find a way out.

The most urgent task is to find out how far things have progressed. If those three boys dare to do something improper to the princess, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Lord Zhang, make a decision!"

As Sun Zhongming stepped into the hall, he immediately put on a sorrowful and desperate expression, temporarily setting aside all the plans he had just made.

Zhang Feng stared at Pingyuan Bo and Sun Zhongming, and coldly snorted, "It is understandable if a scholar lacks courage, but Pingyuan Bo, as a warrior, is so flustered. On the battlefield in the past, were you also so cowardly?"

After ten years of arduous study and decades of honing his skills in the imperial court and the military, Zhang Feng was no ordinary man. He was a ruthless warrior who had experienced countless battles and whose hands were stained with blood.

The Earl of Pingyuan was pale and tried his best to remain calm. However, deep down, his anger was no different from Sun Zhongming's. He had already cursed Zhang Yi hundreds or thousands of times.

Everyone in the capital knows that Zhang Yi is impetuous, acts without restraint, and is incredibly audacious.