"I……"

Qin Ye couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

It is even more inexplicable as she drank boiling water just now, because she did not feel any discomfort and her mouth and throat were not burned.

Hallucination?

She held her brows and pressed her temples with her fingertips. She felt a slight headache and couldn't help asking:

"I remember I met a few perverts on my way back home. How come I'm back home the moment I opened my eyes?"

"You did meet with an accident, and it was King Li who sent you back."

Speaking of this, Zong Zhengchen pinched her waist and said, "If you make me worry again in the future, you will never go out alone again."

"Um……"

Qin Ye cried out in pain.

King Li?

King Li saved her?

Isn't Prince Li the abandoned prince who everyone says has no power and influence and whose mother died early? He actually saved her.

If it weren't for him, she might not know what would have happened to her...

Qin Ye pursed his lips, looked at Zong Zhengchen, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zong Zhengchen saw through her thoughts and asked, "Why can't you just say it? Why are you hiding it from me?"

Qin Ye opened his mouth, but felt hesitant to speak.

——About the Southern Tour…

——Forget it. The matter concerns the fight for the throne. If she promotes Prince Li in front of Prince Chen, who knows what Prince Chen will think. If it were her, she would also be suspicious.

——But if she didn't mention it, An would definitely pester her again and cry and make a fuss.

Zong Zhengchen lowered his eyes.

Southern Tour...

King Li...

"If you have anything to say, just speak up," he said.

It’s really hard to mention Qin Ye.

For the royal family, which is in dire straits and fighting openly and secretly, every step needs to be taken carefully. It is really difficult to explain to Zong Zhengchen that she sided with Prince Li just after he saved her.

That’s all!

Qin Ye hesitated for a moment, and when he spoke again, he changed his words:

"When I encountered that group of scoundrels, I could have taken them down, but I suddenly felt hot all over and extremely uncomfortable. It was like... Chinese medicine?"

When this matter was mentioned, Zong Zhengchen's eyes turned cold.

At the same time, outside the door, the boy screamed:

"Qin Ye! Help!"

“Help!”

"???"

Qin Ye thought the voice sounded familiar, so he immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He ran out and saw a pitiful figure kneeling on the ground in the yard under the sun.

The boy knelt on the durian, pulling his earlobes with both hands, looking as if he was admitting his mistake.

Seeing her is like seeing a life-saving straw:

"Qin Ye, quickly explain to my uncle, I didn't even know that the pear wine was tampered with. If I knew, I would never let you drink it!"

Stuffed pears!

It turned out to be that pot of pear wine!

Qin Ye immediately realized that someone was trying to harm her.

Zong Zhengchen glanced at him with a cold, sharp gaze: "It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough."

Roll up your sleeves and walk slowly.

"!"

Ling Qianyi's skin tensed up and his eyes widened, "Qin Qin Qin, Qin Ye..."

Qin Ye quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Your Highness, the young marquis was racing with Young Master Yang at the time, and there was some conflict. After resolving the issue, they were happy for a while, so they got together and had a few drinks."

"Someone wanted to harm me. It was my negligence. It has nothing to do with the young marquis."

The man drew out his soft sword slowly and said, "Bringing someone you shouldn't bring to drink is wrong!"

"Help!"

Let me explain!

Ling Qianyi hugged Qin Ye's thighs, staring at the approaching man with horror, shaking with fear, unable to speak clearly:

"Help, help, uncle, uncle... aunt!"