Not only did it hold him in its mouth, it also shook its head and pulled hard like a wolfhound tearing its prey, making a low "woooo" growl from its throat, which was very wild.

Zong Zhengchen grabbed the back of her head with his big hand and said in a deep voice:

"Relax."

“Mmmmm!”

Not only did it not let go, it bit even harder.

The man's brows relaxed and he didn't care anymore. His big hand slid down and held her waist.

Qin Ye was sensitive and immediately raised his head to avoid it:

"Zong Zhengchen, don't come here and act crazy. If you dare to force me to play cards with you, I will kill you with one blow!"

With its eyes wide open, teeth bared, and thorns all over its body erected, it looks like an untamed little wild cat.

The man laughed, "Playing cards?"

That's a novel idea.

interesting.

"You are my concubine. If not me, who else will you sleep with? If another man touches you even a finger, I will cut him into pieces and grind his bones to dust." The man looked at her with a deep smile, but his casual tone made people tremble and shudder.

That awe-inspiring look was not just talk. He could talk to her with a smile, and the next second, he could kill someone with a smile.

Qin Ye was angry: "You are so inexplicable, what other men, what sleeping with others! Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

"I'm not so hungry that I'll die without a man!"

Qin Ye kicked him angrily and kicked him off the bed.

"Get out! Get out!"

The man supported himself on the edge of the bed with his hands, leaning forward slightly, and looked at her with a half-smile:

"Tell me about your childhood sweetheart."

Qin Ye: “???”

ill!

Han Muxi is Qin Ye's childhood sweetheart, not her, Qin Ye's. She doesn't have any feelings for Han Muxi at all!

Zong Zhengchen continued to ask with a smile: "Tell me how he protected you and won your heart when you were bullied in Qin Xiangfu? Was he gentle, considerate, and knew how to take good care of you?"

"Zong Zhengchen, you are sick!" Qin Ye pushed him angrily, "Get out!"

"Why should you be shy with me? I won't punish you."

"go out!!"

Bang——

Suddenly, the door was broken open from the outside, and a huge black shadow rushed in like lightning, grabbed the man by the back of his collar, twisted his head and threw the man out.

"Ah! Your Majesty!"

Yue Er, who had rushed over, was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, her face pale.

“Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me! Xiao Hei, he, he, he suddenly ran over here out of control, and I couldn’t stop him…”

I dare not stop...

Zong Zhengchen slowly got up from the ground, brushed the dust off his clothes, and looked sideways.

Inside the room, in front of the bed, a huge white wolf was protecting the woman with its claws outstretched, as if it was hunting. Its fluffy hair stood up, and its dark green and sharp eyes were staring at the man.

It seemed that if the man took another half step forward, it would pounce on him.

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes, spread his legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked the wolf's head with satisfaction:

"Good dog... no, good wolf, extra chicken drumstick tomorrow!"

"Ha ha!"

The man suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha!"

He flicked his sleeves and left with a big laugh.

Yue'er was so stiff that she was almost frightened. After the man left, she crawled back into the house using her hands and feet.

"Princess, the prince, he, he..."

"Don't worry, he's not angry." Qin Ye touched Xiao Hei, who lay obediently at her feet and rubbed his head against her, like a giant, plus-sized plush doll.

He said casually, "He's just sick."

Yue'er was so scared that she was incoherent, "I'm sick... this, this, this..."

"Being angry at one moment and happy at another, isn't that a disease? Moreover, it is schizophrenia, in the advanced stage. In my opinion, he will be buried in the grave in two years."

Yue Er was so frightened that her face turned pale:

"Princess, please don't say unlucky words..."

"I was just talking, I didn't do anything to him. Is he really going to be buried?"

"According to the rules, if the prince dies young and you have no children, you will be buried with him."

“…………”