The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 1 - 199 ]

Chapter 109: His Highness Arrives

On the big street.

A tall horse carriage carrying a single person slowly moved with countless cavalry black clothed bodyguards both in front and behind. Their noble aura was threatening.

Helian Wei Wei’s figure turned, her back pressed against the wall as she faced the white cat and gestured. Her intent was to have it first enter the Dark Illusionary Space.

She turned her body to one side, facing the direction of the horse carriage and took a glimpse when her back slightly jolted.

It seemed that this Third Prince still truly insisted on catching her no matter what.

Unexpectedly, he’d come personally!

“What should we do now?” Yuan Ming’s eyes rarely narrowed. He also felt that this Third Prince was very difficult to deal with.

Wei Wei analyzed the situation. “We can’t meet force with force.”

“Front and back, left and right, all reacting to qi. Girl, do you know what this means?” Yuan Ming looked up as the tone of his voice became colder. “This means that we have already been surrounded. He knows that you’re in this vicinity.”

“Withdraw first.” Wei Wei’s fingers tightened. Her figure beautifully scuttled into another alley.

Yuan Ming looked at the alley that seemed to be blocked, and blew a long whistle. “It looks like there’s no escape.” That guy was indeed ruthless enough, not even giving them the opportunity to use the small alleys.

Wei Wei’s eyes submerged deeply, raised her hand, and was just about to use her own qi, when she heard a burst of suppressed light coughs.

“Uncle Liang, what’s happened outside?” That voice was like water, echoing in the noisy street, and surprisingly seemed very much like it could placate any commotion.

Wei Wei’s ears moved then pulled Yuan Ming and ducked to the side while she watched the horse carriage which had stopped at the mouth of the alley. Within her eyes streaked a bright light.

That horse carriage didn’t look like much on the surface, pure white in color and was actually completely plain, without any bit of unnecessary ornamentation. This kind of horse carriage was commonly seen at the capital.

It could be bought by any random merchant with some money, unlike Hei Ze’s, that rich young master, whose carriage roof was brushed with the most luxurious gold color.

However, what Wei Wei cared about was that black handsome horse pulling the carriage.

Even though it already tried very hard to restrain its own wings, and its master also very diligently gave it a special saddle.

Yet these things still couldn’t trick Wei Wei’s eyes. That horse wasn’t an ordinary horse.

“It’s a black flying horse!” Even Yuan Ming, when he saw that horse carriage, his face also faintly revealed astonishment. According to common sense, by rights, it should be hiding within Spirit Forest. How could it be willing to be tamed by humans.

Wei Wei arched her thin lips and smiled incomparably wickedly as she looked at Yuan Ming.

In a blink, her figure no longer remained at her original location.

In front of the horse carriage, a middle aged servant jumped down from the shaft of the cart. He faced the carriage’s curtain and bowed in respect, his benevolent face was completely deferential. “Young Master, it’s the royal family’s imperial guard. It seems they are searching for someone……”