Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

"Brother, sister-in-law, I'm back!"

Yang Yong stepped forward carelessly and nodded to the two of them.

Then he locked his gaze on Gu Panxia, ​​with a flash of greed in his eyes.

Lu Yuan's face darkened, and he took a step forward, guarding Gu Panxia behind him.

Seeing the beauty being blocked by someone, Yang Yong glared at Lu Yuan angrily.

"Where did this yellow-haired boy come from? I want to talk to Mei... Gu Panxia, ​​how can you stand in my way?"

Before Lu Yuan could speak, Mu Qing and Zhao Bin had already stepped forward, standing on both sides of Lu Yuan, with their hands folded across their chests, looking at him coldly.

"You...who are you? Why are you nosy?"

Yang Yong was frightened by the cold aura emanating from the two men and took two steps back before he regained his footing.

Gu Panxia looked at Yang Yong, whose face was full of fear and anger, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

She signaled Lu Yuan and others to get out of the way. Although Lu Yuan was displeased, he reluctantly turned away when he saw her shaking her head slightly.

Gu Panxia took a step forward, looked at Yang Yong, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Second Uncle Yang, why did you suddenly come back after so many years?"

The clear and melodious voice was obviously very indifferent, but paired with that charming little face, when it fell into Yang Yong's ears, it just sounded like mountains and flowing water, extremely beautiful.

He smiled what he thought was a gentle smile, looked at Gu Panxia and said, "How...it's been so many years, Panxia has grown so big!"

Gu Panxia frowned slightly, feeling a little nauseous in her heart, but her face remained calm.

"Second Uncle Yang came back suddenly. Could it be that he learned that something happened to Yang Ping?"

Yang Yong was startled, looking at Yang Ping who was as pale as paper on the ground, dead but still staring with eyes, he couldn't help but tremble.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He looked at Gu Panxia and smiled dryly: "No, I heard that my nephew was killed. Wouldn't he come back now?"

Gu Panxia did not continue to talk nonsense with him, but looked at the other villagers and asked loudly: "Has anyone reported it to the official?"

Mrs. Zhao in the crowd saw Gu Panxia speaking and replied hurriedly: "I've already asked someone to report to the official position. I'm afraid it's time for my son to arrive."

It stands to reason that if someone dies in the village, everyone should avoid it to avoid getting into trouble, but this matter has something to do with the Gu family, so even if everyone is afraid, they still come to watch the battle.

When Gu Panxia finished asking this question, she glanced at Yang Yong for a moment, but she saw that his face was calm and he had no special reaction.

The corners of Gu Panxia's mouth raised slightly, and a sneer spread across her lips.

"Uncle, she is the murderer of your nephew, how can you smile at her?"

Mrs. Hu's eyes widened when she saw Yang Yong staring at Gu Panxia for a moment.

She couldn't care less about her sadness, she stepped forward and pointed at Yang Yong and cursed angrily.

Yang Yong came back to his senses, thinking about the man's instructions and his reaction just now, and he couldn't help but sweatdropped from behind.

He glanced at Gu Panxia with regret in his eyes.

It's such a pity that such beauty must die!

He coughed lightly, put away his smile, glared at Gu Panxia and said: "Sister-in-law is right, I was confused, she is a murderer!"

Gu Panxia chuckled carelessly, her chin raised slightly, and her originally indifferent voice had a chill in it, "You say I killed someone? What evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?" Yang Yong sneered, "In this village, your family is the only one who has a dispute with our Yang family. If you weren't the one who killed him, who else could he be?"

"Is there a festival?"

Gu Panxia looked at him coldly, her voice seemed to be filled with countless ice picks, making Yang Yong shake unconsciously.

I’ll do two updates first, then continue after dinner, and try to make up for the remaining updates.