Of course Chu Chen would not cause trouble for Zixi.

So he understood the deep meaning of Zixi's words. Don't kill people at any time. If you want to be a little white rabbit, you must look like a little white rabbit. Rabbits are vegetarian animals and you cannot see blood at any time.

The boy agreed and looked very gentle, but he was thinking about how to pull the human-faced and beastly thing in the palace off the throne of the emperor in the fastest time.

If he dares to stare at Zixi, he should probably consider cutting off his tricks first.

The Qing prince and the princess were stopped outside the door, and Qiu Yan said calmly: "My lady is treating the prince and told her not to let anyone go in and disturb her."

The princess said anxiously like an ant on a hot pan: "Cang'er won't be in any danger, right?"

"Don't worry, Princess." Qiu Yan's tone was very calm, which made people convinced. "With my lady here, even if the prince only breathes one breath, he would never let him see the Prince of Hell."

It is impossible to let the dead live, but as long as you have a breath, you will never let him die.

Besides...

Qiu Yan muttered silently in her heart, His Royal Highness is now lively, and his weakness is pretending to be just to win the mercy of the lady.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Isn’t the lady a little strange about the prince’s concern? She treats him as a child.

Why is this?

When the prince was a companion in Dongling, the lady seemed to treat several companions equally and did not show excessive preference for the prince.

Why did he travel all the way to Xiling after ascending the throne to protect this prince?

Qiu Yan couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and focused on becoming her own doorman.

"Wanwan, with Miss Zixi here, Cang'er will be fine." Although the Prince of Qing was anxious, he felt much more at ease after listening to Qiu Yan's words. "Let's sit there first, don't disturb Miss Zixi's injection of needles."

Just now, Zixi said that her needles were all in the Prince's Mansion, so this time Cang'er should need to apply needles to wake up.

The Qing County Prince sighed deeply.

Miss Zixi’s request was right, and he could not leave.

Cang'er's condition is still unstable. If she attacks every now and then, Wanwan is alone at home, and she will be worried all day long, how painful will she be?

And if so, what if Cang'er has three long and two short...

The Prince of Qing was in a heavy heart and was unwilling to think about it any more, let alone imagine how he faced such a result.

Qiu Yan couldn't help but sigh as she watched Prince Qing and his wife sit down in the Nuan Pavilion.

Although the parents who love their son are so eager to do this, she believes that the prince and the lady must have a reason to do so, maybe...

Qiu Yan frowned slightly, and a deep thought flashed through her eyes.

Maybe this is the result that the prince wants.

It made my parents worried and could not leave him at all times. Anyway, their son would not die, so they did not need to face the tragedy of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man.

Although I always worry about it, it's better than...

What's it?

It's better than going to the battlefield and corpse of horses and leather, right?

Qiu Yan turned to look at the door, and always felt that His Royal Highness seemed to be quite distressing. In order to protect his father, he had done a good job.
Chapter completed!