After he finished speaking, the man's breathing became heavier in the darkness.

"In the past six months, he treated me and Ziye well and never hurt us. When I chose to betray him, I felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in my heart."

Qin Ye stroked his chest, unable to express his emotions at the moment.

"If you get the final victory, can you please not kill him? You can cripple him or imprison him for life. I don't want him to treat me well, but end up dying because of me."

Zong Zhengchen's eyes were deep, and his hand on her waist tightened slightly.

It seems like he is suppressing his emotions.

After just two seconds, he let go of my hand without making any sound, and uttered only a single word from his throat:

"Um."

No words were spoken that night.

.

The next day.

Qin Ye had just finished his breakfast when an angry voice came from outside the door:

"Qin Ye!"

It’s Jun Luoyuan.

Her face was filled with rage as she strode in, all her anger and sharp thorns shooting towards Qin Ye.

The maid Xiaowu subconsciously stepped forward to protect him.

"You leave." Qin Ye raised his head calmly and looked at the person who came. "What's the matter?"

Jun Luoyuan said angrily:

"I hurt my face and haven't come to bother you yet, but you dare to send people out to spread rumors and insult my reputation!"

"?"

Qin Ye is unclear.

Yesterday I was looking for Yun Jiao during the day, accompanying Yun Ying in the evening, and Wei Xi Zi Ye at night. When I woke up, I found that I had offended Princess Nan Yuan somehow.

Xiao Wu bent down and whispered in her ear:

"Princess, you were not at home yesterday, and Princess Nanyuan ran to the prince's room..."

At that time, Princess Nanyuan was slapped by the prince and flew away. When she fell to the ground, many soldiers and servants saw it.

Those people were talking about this matter, and naturally the news leaked out.

Now, the people in Jiangnan City are discussing it with great interest.

explain:

The Chen prince and his wife are deeply in love, but Princess Nanyuan has no self-awareness and is unable to get involved and is humiliated instead, losing face completely... and so on.

When Jun Luoyuan heard this, he was so angry that he rushed straight to the official residence to cause trouble for Qin Ye.

Qin Ye couldn't have imagined this. Zong Zhengchen didn't even mention it to her last night.

She said with a smile:

"You stole the chicken but lost the rice, and you are still afraid of what others will say?"

"If you're afraid of what others will say, why do you do this?"

Jun Luoyuan felt humiliated, his face turned red and white, "What should I do? It's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

She is a princess.

She does whatever she wants.

Her father dotes on her, and her three brothers always respond to her requests. She always does things as she pleases.

"On the contrary, you are jealous of my proximity to King Chen, so you deliberately hired someone to spread rumors and ruin my reputation. Aren't you afraid of damaging the relationship between Nanyuan Kingdom and King Chen, and causing irreversible serious consequences?"

She was furious.

“That’s enough!”

Qin Ye had a cold face, left the table, and stood up. "You seduced my husband, and I haven't caused you any trouble yet, and you still have the nerve to bite me back?"

He dares to do things but is not willing to take responsibility for them, does not recognize his own mistakes, and keeps blaming others.

She has no interest in taking the blame.

"how?"

"If you fail to seduce me, do I have to help you pin down Zong Zhengchen and force you to do something shameful? Is this how Emperor Nanyuan educates his daughter?"

"Do you know how to write the word shame?"

"You!" Jun Luoyuan's eyes turned red with anger.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone has always given in to her. How could she have ever suffered such humiliation?

She was so angry that her eyes turned red. She rushed forward furiously and raised her hand high up:

"You bitch, I'm going to rip your mouth off!"

"ah!"

Before the slap landed, Qin Ye waved his hand and pushed it away.

Jun Luoyuan was frail and weak, and he could not stand steadily. He staggered back several steps and fell sideways on the ground with his face on.

It hurts!

There is blood!

"Face...my face..."

She opened her eyes wide in horror and almost fainted when she saw the blood on her hands.

"Qin Ye, how dare you touch my face... I'm disfigured! Ah! Someone, come quickly, go call my mother!"