Protecting Our Villain Script

Never underestimate how eager the people of Daqi are to enter Yingtian Prefecture. They would stop at nothing to gain […]

The Crown Prince did not stay long at the Meng residence. After spending about fifteen minutes with Meng Xizhao in

Stammering, Shi Dazhuang said: “Lo-lo-lo-…” Meng Xizhao raised an eyebrow: “Longxing Prefecture—formerly Hongzhou.” Shi Dazhuang immediately dropped to his knees.

At this question, Meng Xizhao’s eyelids twitched faster than usual. Cui Ye: “……” He said nothing, staring at Meng Xizhao.

Longxing Prefecture had not been mentioned in the records. This made sense. In the records, General Ding Chun struggled alone

It proved true: a hungry camel is bigger than a horse. Even though the Crown Prince held no real power,

At first, Zhuchu Huijue refused to believe the rumor. He couldn’t imagine that a weak woman like the Princess of

On the twenty-seventh day of the eleventh month in the fifteenth year of Tianshou, Ding Chun led the Jiangnan army

Zhan Buxiu did not resemble his father all that much in appearance. Especially since his father had been in the

After thoroughly startling Sang Fanyu into pale distress, Meng Xizhao left her place. He had originally planned to return home

Why wasn’t Meng Xizhao crying today? Naturally—it was a day of great joy, not suitable for tears. If misfortune had

At first, everyone was excited. But after traveling for two consecutive hours, fatigue began to creep in. Still, they didn’t

She was not the only one crying openly. Almost everyone present felt the urge to weep, though some held back

Meng Xizhao and Captain Jin remained in the room for nearly the duration of a tea session. Eventually, Captain Jin

Chaos erupted among the Xiongnu. The Qi people fared no better. Meng Xizhao urgently roused everyone, and upon hearing the

In just two days, it would be October 29. To ensure that everyone could enjoy the feast on the wedding

Late October. Deep winter. On the grasslands, no plant life remained; animals either hibernated or starved. Going out hunting on

The Xiongnu had no Observatory Bureau, but they had their own way of choosing auspicious dates. They hired a few

The Chu Princess silently followed Meng Xizhao. Yu Fulan had already scouted ahead; no one was outside. He stepped aside,

The Xiongnu Chanyu was short—about an inch shorter than Meng Xizhao. His body looked strong, but age had left his