The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 189 1 Thoughts of the Pass 2

After all, the most important thing now is to teach Yang Ying how to be a prince as soon as possible so that he can successfully go on a diplomatic mission to Anguo and bring back Emperor Wu.

As for how much suffering Yang Ying endured in the middle?

As long as Yang Ying doesn't say anything, he will just turn a blind eye.

Unexpectedly, Princess Ying, who seemed to be under the control of Lady Ming, suddenly erupted today.

Princess Ying is now nominally the Prince of Li of Wu Kingdom, a position of great prestige, but Lady Ming has the Empress standing behind her, and she is not someone he can easily offend.

Faced with this dilemma, Du Changshi felt it best to wait and see.

"Misunderstanding?" Yang Ying's gaze turned cold instantly as she looked at Chief Secretary Du, and she threw the silver needle in her hand at his feet: "The evidence is right here, could it be that I have wronged her?"

Then, she looked at Lady Ming, her eyes practically freezing cold, her voice icy, her eyes filled with undisguised killing intent: "Lady Ming, how dare you disrespect the royal family, defy your superiors, and be so rude to me, the King! You deserve to die!"

Upon hearing this, Lady Ming was initially taken aback, but her surprise quickly turned into anger. She thought to herself that she had risked her life to save the country and was a great contributor to Wu Kingdom. Now, she had only pricked Yang Ying a few times with needles; was it really necessary for Yang Ying to make such a big deal out of it and shout for her to be killed?

Besides, if Yang Ying hadn't been so incompetent and unteachable, would I have needed to do this?

Besides, she had the Empress standing behind her, while Yang Ying in front of her was just an unfavored princess in the cold palace, a sacrifice pushed out by the court. She really thought she was a prince!

The female historian Ming thought disdainfully, as the saying goes, "Even when beating a dog, one should consider its owner!"

Because Yang Ying's previous image of being weak and delicate was so deeply ingrained in people's minds, the current Lady Ming doesn't take Yang Ying's words seriously at all, and doesn't even bother to pretend anymore.

She stood up despite the pain and said sarcastically, "Your Highness Prince Li is quite the show-off! The delegation hasn't even left Wudu that far, and you're already accusing me of disrespecting the royal family and being disobedient! Since you're so powerful, why didn't you show it to Her Majesty the Empress before? That would have put Her Majesty at ease."

These words were meant to pressure Yang Ying by invoking the Empress, and were also a form of sarcasm.

It means, since you are so powerful now, why did you act so humble in front of the Empress before?

Yang Ying had not seen anyone so presumptuous in front of her for a long time, so she immediately jumped off the carriage, walked up to Lady Ming, and looked at her carefully. She found that there was really no fear in her eyes.

Looking at the guards around her, she saw no respect in their eyes that one would expect from a prince.

It seems that her title of 'Prince Li' is now just an empty title; in reality, no one respects her, let alone reveres her.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Now that the Emperor of Wu has been captured, the people of the world have lost faith in the royal family. In addition, the Prince of Li, who is on a mission to An, looks so weak and is even being held hostage by a servant. Given all this, how could the members of the delegation still have any respect for such a prince?

Yang Ying was quick-witted and knew the crux of the problem. She looked up at the azure sky, concealing the ruthlessness in her eyes.

When she lowered her head again, the expression on her face had returned to calm.

She smiled slightly at the smug and arrogant Lady Ming, and before Lady Ming could speak, she turned around and drew her sword from the waist of a guard next to the carriage with a 'whoosh'.

"Your Highness, you mustn't!"

Seeing that Yang Ying had drawn her weapon and was indeed about to kill, Chief Secretary Du's expression changed drastically. He immediately stepped in front of the blade and pleaded, "Your Highness, even if Lady Ming has her faults, she is still the lady of the mission. Please, Your Highness, show mercy!"

Seeing that Chief Secretary Du had refuted her words time and time again, Yang Ying was furious: "You have read so many books of sages and virtuous men, how can you not know the principle that when the ruler is worried, the subject is ashamed, and when the ruler is ashamed, the subject dies? Your Excellency has committed insubordination and deserves to die. It is one thing if you do not act for me, but you even dare to stop me?"

Du Changshi's face immediately turned red. He stood there speechless, wanting to say something, but Yang Ying had already said so much. If he dared to speak again, wouldn't he become an unfaithful and disloyal person?

Seeing that he remained silent, Yang Ying pushed him aside and raised her knife to stab at Lady Ming.

Seeing the situation was turning against her, Lady Ming tried her best to remain calm, but she looked all bark and no bite: "I am a lady-in-waiting of the mission appointed by Her Majesty the Empress. Even if I have done something wrong, I should be escorted back to Wudu and handed over to Her Majesty the Empress for punishment. How can His Highness Prince Li execute me privately?"

Upon hearing this, Chief Secretary Du immediately closed his eyes and sighed inwardly: Lady Ming is doomed!

The most appropriate thing for Lady Ming to do now is to kneel down and beg for mercy from Prince Li, but instead she has brought up the Empress at this moment, attempting to use the Empress to suppress Prince Li.

As a result, the murderous intent that Prince Li originally felt at 70% has now become 100%.

As expected, when Yang Ying heard Lady Ming mention the Empress, she showed no fear or hesitation; instead, her killing intent intensified.

Lady Ming never expected that even the Empress could not protect her at this moment. Her face turned pale instantly, and she hurriedly tried to dodge backward, but she accidentally stepped on a stone and fell to the ground.

Yang Ying strode forward with the knife in hand. Without any hesitation, amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, she plunged the knife into the chest of the fallen Lady Ming with a 'thud'.

"Ah!" Lady Ming let out a painful scream.

Yang Ying seemed not to hear, only feeling that the gloom in her heart had dissipated considerably.

She knew that it would be beneath her dignity to kill someone herself, and the best way was to first win over the delegation members and then let them handle the matter.

But she simply couldn't hold back any longer. In all her years, this was the first time someone had been so arrogant in front of her; it was simply unbearable.

"I am the Empress's trusted lady-in-waiting, how dare you..." Before Lady Ming could finish speaking, blood spilled from her mouth. She gripped the steel knife piercing her chest tightly in one hand, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Yang Ying.

Yang Ying had no interest in saying another word. She pulled out the sword with force, raised her hand, and with a slight flick, the sword fell back into the scabbard of the guard behind her.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and there was complete silence. Fear gradually filled the eyes of the crowd.

These people in the entourage were not afraid of seeing dead people; what they were afraid of was His Highness Prince Li.

Indeed, none of the royals are simple people.

Before leaving Wudu, this Prince Li was just an unknown prince who had not yet been officially enfeoffed. He looked weak and easily bullied, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a ruthless character.

Thinking this, a sense of awe unconsciously surfaced in everyone's eyes.

Du Changshi, who knew that Yang Ying was a princess, felt an indescribable fear.

He truly did not expect that Princess Ying would disregard the Empress's dignity and directly kill Lady Ming.

Although this female historian deserved her punishment, Princess Ying, a frail woman, was surprisingly ruthless. Not only did she personally kill someone with a knife, but she also showed no fear on her face.

Moreover, Lady Ming is backed by the Empress. Does Your Highness not even fear the Empress?

Thinking back to the previous incident where Lady Ming was disrespectful to His Highness, it seems that he himself wasn't exactly respectful either!

Looking at Lady Ming lying on the ground, her breathing growing weaker, Chief Secretary Du secretly warned himself that he must be careful in front of His Highness in the future!

Yang Ying noticed the change in the gazes of the people around her, chuckled, and slowly took out a delicate silk handkerchief from her bosom. She carefully wiped the blood that had splattered on her hands, watched as Lady Ming breathed her last, and then threw away the blood-stained handkerchief with a look of disgust, letting it drift onto Lady Ming's corpse.

"Leave two people to dispose of Lady Ming's body!" Yang Ying ordered. "What's ahead?"

With a pale face, Chief Secretary Du managed to reply, "Reporting to Your Highness, Qiaozhou is not far ahead."

"Then let's rest at Qiaozhou Post Station for two days before continuing our journey."

Yang Ying gave the order softly, her former delicate demeanor completely gone. Dressed in the robes of a prince, she was dignified and noble, exuding an aura of unassailable authority.

She glanced around, and everyone who met her gaze unconsciously lowered their heads, even slowing their breathing.

Yang Ying smiled with satisfaction and returned to the carriage. Suddenly, she realized that she was now petite and her short legs couldn't fit her onto the carriage.

Realizing this, the smile on Yang Ying's face vanished instantly.

When the driver saw her change of expression, he trembled all over. In his fear, he forgot that there was a stool at the back of the carriage and knelt down on the ground.

Yang Ying quietly watched the person kneeling on the ground. She had originally intended to step onto the stool to get into the carriage, but the driver had knelt down instead, making the situation very awkward.

At this moment, she had just made an example of someone to scare others, and it was the perfect time to display her authority. If she were to ask someone to fetch a footstool now, the imposing aura she had just created would instantly dissipate.

Yang Ying lowered her eyes, calmly stepped onto the coachman's back to get into the carriage, and then sat back down in her original spot.

Her back was straight, her eyes were slightly closed, and her hands hung naturally on her knees. She looked like a Bodhisattva enshrined in a temple, with a peaceful and serene face and a graceful and dignified demeanor that made it impossible to look directly at her.

Yet this extraordinary person had just killed someone with his own hands. This contrast was like the winter wind penetrating to the bone, making one tremble involuntarily.

With a grim expression, Chief Secretary Du ordered two soldiers to bury the female official on the spot. Suppressing his inner turmoil, he ordered the troops to continue advancing.

The delegation, dragging its horses and men along, finally arrived at Qiaozhou Post Station before sunset...