Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

Zha Yadu was so shocked by this aura that he was sent flying backward.

Boom!

He slammed down heavily on an abandoned roadside stall, sending sawdust flying and leaving a mess on the ground.

Zha Yadu lay covered in dust and dirt in the pile of broken wood, writhing in pain.

In that instant.

The two elders of Xuanming and the three monks all showed a look of horror in their eyes at the same time.

The same thought popped into their minds:

"Has this person's strength... increased again?"

"How is that possible?"

That's right.

The three of them could clearly sense from the aura Xiao Yaoqing was currently exuding that he had reached a new level in his cultivation.

Zha Yadu struggled to his feet, wincing in pain, but his words were sharp and sarcastic:

"How dare you touch me? I am the Seventh Prince's own son! I'll let you get away with this!"

Xiao Yaoqing's lips curled up, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and his tone was languid:

"Young Prince, you can't just say things like that. You're saying I hit you? When did I lay a hand on you? Who saw me?"

His nonchalant demeanor now is completely different from the suffocating aura he exuded just moments ago.

The expressions on the faces of the four people behind them—the Xuanming Elders, the Bitter Monk, and Yuchi Feng—were truly fascinating.

Xiao Yaoqing glanced back at them and asked with a smile:

"Did you see me make a move?"

Yu Chifeng was the first to wave his hand, shaking his head vigorously like a rattle-drum: "I didn't see it!"

The ascetic monk also shook his head.

The two elders of Xuanming exchanged a glance and said in unison:

"Master Xiao indeed did not make a move."

"You...you all!!"

Zha Ya Du was so angry that his eyes almost popped out.

He then realized that none of the people present seemed to be on his side.

"You are all traitors! I'll go back and tell my father to have you all beheaded!"

Zhao Min frowned, took two steps forward, and stared at Zha Yadu: "You want to exterminate their entire clan?"

"They are all people from my Ruyang Prince's Mansion. Do you want the Seventh Prince to chop up my entire family?"

Upon hearing this, Zha Yadu froze on the spot.

He scrambled to his feet, waving his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no! Minmin, I really didn't mean that!"

Then he pointed urgently at Xiao Yaoqing: "It was him! What he just said was utterly treasonous! And you're not angry at all? You're a princess of the Great Yuan Dynasty!"

Zhao Min straightened up and looked at him coldly: "What has Xiao Yaoqing done that is so rebellious?"

"He simply asked a question: What treasonous act did you commit?"

"Even if he said something, that's a matter for my Ruyang Prince's Mansion. Who are you to interfere?"

With just one sentence from Zhao Min, Xiao Yaoqing was directly drawn to the banner of the Prince of Ruyang's Mansion.

Xiao Yaoqing stared at the resolute figure in front of him, slightly taken aback.

What he just said was indeed a bit rebellious.

Logically speaking, the princess should have been just as furious as Zha Yadu upon hearing such words.

He remembered that in the original story, Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji were eating hot pot when Zhang Wuji said something sarcastic, and Zhao Min immediately got into an argument.

But now, Zhao Min is completely on his side.

They even used the entire Ruyang Prince's Mansion to confront Zha Yadu.

He knew that Zhao Min would eventually change her stance for love, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"You...you all..."

Zha Yadu was so rebuked that he couldn't say a word.

He stood there, his mind filled with questions.

Why are Zhao Min and all her subordinates on Xiao Yaoqing's side?

They should all be Da Yuan's dogs!

Yes, the Xuanming Elders in his heart are this identity.

Zha Yadu suppressed his anger, as if he had finally understood the situation before him.

His gaze swept over the two elders of Xuanming and finally landed on Xiao Yaoqing.

He sneered inwardly: Just wait, when we get back to Dadu, I'll make you wish you were dead.

He forced a smile and said ingratiatingly to Zhao Min, "Minmin, I was being presumptuous, please don't be angry!"

Zhao Min didn't even glance at him.

He mounted his horse and waved to Xiao Yaoqing: "Let's go."

The group set off again.

Zha Ya stared intently as those people walked away, his jaw clenching so tightly it made a grinding sound.

He remounted his horse, clutching his chest and wincing in pain. After catching his breath, he followed.

"That's interesting."

After the crowd dispersed, a clear female voice came from the alley next door.

The speaker was a young woman, dressed in simple white, standing there quietly. She exuded an ethereal quality, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Unfortunately, her left hand and left foot are not right.

deformity.

This person was none other than Lianxing, the second master of Yihua Palace.

Xiao Yaoqing and his group had been traveling for several days. Lianxing was much faster and had already found Xiao Yaoqing's whereabouts by following Hua Yuenü's description.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered:

"This Xiao Yaoqing... is indeed better looking than Jiang Feng."

She had just heard the name Xiao Yaoqing.

But why does Lianxing care about Xiao Yaoqing's appearance?

To put it bluntly, this girl is all about looks.

In the original story, why did she like Jiang Feng? It was simply because Jiang Feng was known as the "most handsome man in the world."

The reputation.

Not only her, but her sister Yaoyue was the same.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the two sisters are only using Jiang Feng.

"Yuenü is right, Xiao Yaoqing's internal strength is profound. Yuenü can't beat him at all."

Lianxing sensed it the moment Xiao Yaoqing unleashed his aura, sending Zha Yadu flying. That internal force was incredibly solid.

"But why would this person work for the imperial court? That little girl looks like Xiao Yaoqing's master?"

"However... that girl's attitude towards Xiao Yaoqing is a bit strange."

Older gingers are more spicy.

Lianxing has a very sharp eye.

Although Zhao Min was disguised as a man, she saw through it at a glance. She even noticed Zhao Min's special attitude towards Xiao Yaoqing.

The Yihua Palace and the imperial court have never been on good terms.

But the more Lianxing thought about it, the stranger it seemed—Xiao Yaoqing was clearly working for the court, yet he said those kinds of things in front of someone who was obviously of high status.

This is interesting.

This is also one of the reasons why Lianxing developed a strong interest in Xiao Yaoqing.

She had just taken a step to follow when a lewd voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Wow, I didn't expect to find such a beautiful girl in this run-down place!"

Lianxing's expression remained unchanged.

Lianxing had noticed long ago that several furtive eyes were watching her.

She waited for the other person to speak first before slowly turning around.

Three men stood behind him, grimacing and rubbing their hands together, looking like three flies.

When they noticed something was wrong with Lianxing's left arm and left leg, a hint of disappointment flashed across their faces. Even so, her face was still so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

The three men stared blankly at her face, their mouths practically watering.

The man in the middle grinned, his smile utterly lewd.

"Oh, poor little girl, you've got this problem. The world is a mess these days, don't be afraid, your brothers will definitely take good care of you!"

Hehehe!

The three people surrounded Lianxing.

Unfortunately, they didn't notice that the stunningly beautiful disabled girl had secretly curled up a cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

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On the other side, Zhao Min rode her horse alongside Xiao Yaoqing, the two walking side by side, while Zha Yadu was left far behind.

Zhao Min frowned, lowered her voice, and said with a serious expression:

"Xiao Yaoqing, do you really dare to say what you just said?"

Xiao Yaoqing was taken aback and glanced at her:

"What did I say?"

Zhao Min stared at him for a while before speaking:

"It was that sentence just now... Didn't you notice Zha Yadu's expression?"

A hint of a smile appeared in Xiao Yaoqing's eyes, but his tone remained indifferent:

"You also think that what I just said was extremely disrespectful?"

Zhao Min really wanted to retort, "Isn't that right?"

But the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.

Perhaps it's because Xiao Yaoqing's identity has always been somewhat different to her.

But no matter what, if his words were to reach the imperial court, the emperor would be furious, and punishing him with a serious crime would be the least of his worries.

A hint of worry flashed in Zhao Min's eyes, and she lowered her voice to say:

"Xiao Yaoqing, you should know who I am, right?"

That's a pointless question.

Of course he knew. The two of them lived in the same mansion every day, so how could Xiao Yaoqing not know Zhao Min's background?

What she really meant by asking that question was that she, Zhao Min, was the princess of Ruyang, a person of the Yuan Dynasty. No matter what, she had to stand on the side of the Great Yuan.

If someone else had said those words to her, she would have already slashed them with her sword.

Moreover, Zhao Min understood that what Zha Yadu had just said wasn't entirely without merit.

Although Xiao Yaoqing was a member of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, he couldn't just say such things casually.

"But if he really intends to take that path, the Prince of Ruyang's mansion may not be able to extricate itself completely, and may even be dragged down with him."

The reason Zhao Min dared to speak up for Xiao Yaoqing in front of Zha Yadu was simply because they were not in Dadu at the moment, and he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

But the problem is—they'll have to go back sooner or later.

Xiao Yaoqing could certainly understand the meaning behind Zhao Min's words. Even now, this Princess Shaomin of the Great Yuan Dynasty was still speaking up for him and was still worried about him.

But he lowered his voice and asked in return, "Was there anything wrong with what I just said?"

Zhao Min was suddenly jolted, her pupils contracting.

Xiao Yaoqing's rhetorical question just now was: "Can the Great Yuan Dynasty truly enable ordinary people to live peaceful lives?"

That was an undisguised skepticism—Xiao Yaoqing simply didn't believe that the current Yuan Dynasty had that ability.

But what about Zhao Min? Does she really believe it?

Whether it was Zha Yadu or her, the reason they felt those words were so treasonous was simply because they were standing on the side of the Great Yuan.

To serve the Yuan Dynasty, one must be loyal to the Yuan Dynasty and not tolerate any dissent.

But if this question were really put in front of her, would she have the confidence to answer it?

The imperial court is now completely rotten.

Those policies that harm the people and enrich themselves have driven ordinary people to the brink of despair.

Why are there more and more people?

Ultimately, isn't it all because of this?

If the Yuan Dynasty could truly provide the people with a peaceful life, who would be willing to take such a risk?

Xiao Yaoqing's rhetorical question left Zhao Min speechless.

Her eyes were filled with shock.

What shocked her was that she, Princess Shaomin of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the daughter of the Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy, had begun to doubt her own court.

Moreover, once this thought arises, it can never be taken back.