Mingyue Pavilion.

In the elegant and gentle room, Xiao Zhihua lay weakly on the bed. Her palm-sized face was pale and bloodless, and her breathing was rapid:

"Chen, I'm sorry to have made you worry... cough... worry... and delayed your work... cough cough..."

She is sensible and considerate of men.

The way she tried to hold back the discomfort of a cough and think about the man was particularly heartbreaking.

Zong Zhengchen sat on the edge of the bed, holding her slightly cold little hand, and said in a deep voice: "Zhihua, I will definitely find a good way to cure you. You have suffered all these years because of me."

"Ahem... no..." She shook her head weakly, looking at him with eyes full of affection.

"If Hua'er hadn't saved the prince back then, there would be no bond between the prince and Hua'er now... ahem, it's Hua'er who is weak and made the prince worry in vain, and dragged the prince down... ahem..."

After a few words, she gasped for breath and coughed continuously. She looked like a willow swaying in the wind, so fragile that she could be easily harmed.

Zong Zhengchen reached out and tucked the quilt for her.

Xiao Zhihua wanted to say something else.

At this moment, a sharp, piercing, violent and sudden suona sound suddenly came from the roof, like thunder breaking through the sky, scaring Xiao Zhihua so much that he couldn't breathe.

His neck tilted and he fainted.

"???"

Zong Zhengchen's face turned dark, and he immediately rushed out and flew onto the roof, where he saw a woman puffing out her cheeks, dancing and playing the flute passionately. The sound pierced the night sky of Prince Chen's Mansion and echoed throughout the mansion.

Extremely sharp!

It's late at night and it's time to go to bed, but she is playing the suona here!

"Qin Ye!!"

Qin Ye felt her eardrum vibrate, and she stopped to look. She saw the man had arrived at some point, looking at her angrily, and gritted her teeth and said:

"Zhihua isn't that sick yet, are you so impatient to send her away?"

The suona sounds, the white cloth is covered, and all the guests in the mansion are waiting for the food to be served?

Straighten your body, spread your hands, lie in the coffin and bury Shanshan?

Qin Ye just wanted to use the sadness of the suona to vent the tragedy of losing billions of dollars in property. Is there anything wrong with this?

She is sad.

Not only did I lose my money, I was also scolded.

She got angry and retorted directly: "Does Prince Chen's Mansion have a rule that prohibits playing the suona?"

Zong Zhengchen's face darkened. This was terrible. He dared to talk back. Wouldn't he be able to climb over his head and show off his power in the future?

He said coldly: "It's so late at night, when you should be sleeping, and you are playing the suona?"

Qin Ye retorted: "Who said you can't play the suona in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping?"

"So late at night, when you should be sleeping, why are you singing a lament on Zhihua's roof?"

"Who says that you can't go to the rooftop and play Dong Feng Po in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping to express your sadness?"

“…”

This sharp-tongued woman!

Would she be sad if Zhihua died? She must have been secretly happy in her heart.

He strode over and grabbed her suona: "Surrender it!"

"No!" Qin Ye snatched it back.

"You!" The man was so angry that veins on his forehead jumped and he immediately raised his hand to slap.

"Ah!" Qin Ye quickly turned around and ran. Before running, he did not forget to snatch back his suona and pushed the man as well.

However, her hand hit the man's chest, causing him to tremble and stumble back two steps. A mouthful of black blood immediately flowed out from the corner of his tightly pursed mouth:

“Hmm—”

"master!"

In the dark, the secret guard Han Feng flashed over and hurriedly supported the man.

The poison has taken effect!

"Could that ugly girl be an undercover agent sent by the prince?"

The man secretly adjusted his internal strength, steadied his breath, looked in the direction Qin Ye left, and a hint of deep meaning flashed across his eyes.

This woman is...interesting.

"Ahem," he coughed, "Spread the news that I was seriously injured in the battle and am now in critical condition..."