"Crown Princess Consort..."
A pitiful and resentful voice suddenly rose, and the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Thanks to the quick reactions of Sister Jin and the others who protected Yang Mengchen, her head didn't smash against the carriage wall. After ensuring Yang Mengchen was safe, Sister Jin and her companions all showed faces filled with icy coldness and murderous intent.
Outside, Hong Ling brought the carriage to a stop and, with immense fury, lashed her long whip fiercely at Liao Zhiyan who blocked the horses' path. In her raging anger, Hong Ling forgot all about Yang Mengchen's usual instructions that they shouldn't harm people recklessly, especially the innocent.
Hong Ling, a martial practitioner, didn't hold back, and lashed so hard that Liao Zhiyan was sprawled on the ground. If not for maintaining some dignity, she would have rolled on the spot, crying out in pain.
