Xiao Zhihua fell to the ground, her cheek was numb from the pain, her ears were buzzing, and she suddenly felt dizzy and tinnitus and could not hear the sounds around her.

she……

Got beaten...

Zong Zhengchen flicked his sleeves coldly, stepped over Xiao Zhihua on the ground, walked in front of Jing Yi, and looked at him straight with his deep black eyes.

From top to bottom, from left to right.

One inch, one point, one millimeter.

His eyes fell on Jing Yi's hand that was hugging the woman, and his gaze was so sharp that it could almost stare a hole through it.

However, he did not show his emotions on his face, and his expression was as solemn and cold as ever, and his aura was as heavy as ever. He looked at Jing Yi as if he was looking at an insignificant stranger.

Jing Yi felt a chill on his back. The chill penetrated into his pores and went deep into his lungs, making even his breathing become short.

After a while.

The man raised his lips and said, "Concubine Xiao is ignorant and has brought shame to Prince Chen's Mansion. I will punish her. To express my apology, I sincerely invite you two to go to Prince Chen's Mansion."

He raised his hand and extended it to the woman:

"The king personally apologizes."

He looked straight at the woman, as if he saw through everything, but also as if he was looking at a stranger.

Qin Ye's eyes slowly dropped.

If she had anything to do with Prince Chen's Mansion in front of so many people, she would not be able to reveal her true appearance in the future, or she would be caught at any time.

In order to cut off the rumors, for her reputation, and for his reputation, she must not go to Prince Chen's Mansion now.

Looking at the large hand with distinct joints in front of her, she pursed her lips and gently shrank into Jing Yi's arms.

That's it.

It was this subtle movement, a small amplitude, that made the light in the man's eyes sink instantly. The air around him froze into ice, and his eyes were as gloomy as if he was on the eve of a storm.

Jing Yi understood Qin Ye's meaning, and steadied her body, saying:

"Since His Royal Highness Prince Chen has already punished Concubine Xiao, I will not bother with this matter. Goodbye."

After saying this, he hugged Qin Ye, dived into the crowd and left in a hurry.

Zong Zhengchen had been standing there, with his palm raised in the air, stiffly without putting it down for a long time. At this moment, the woman's slight movements of shrinking were constantly replaying in front of his eyes.

She rejected him.

She threw herself into the arms of another man...

In front of him, she favored other men...

His breathing became heavy and his eyes became cold, and suddenly, certain memories that were buried deep in his mind came flooding out, swallowing him completely like a black tide.

"Mother, I have just learned a new phrase today: 'There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and all of them are favored by the emperor.' This phrase is the most appropriate to describe the love that the emperor has for you."

'Mother, will you always stay with me?'

"Mother...how could the person in your bed be...Gong Zhenhong..."

In an instant, the sky collapsed and his world fell into endless darkness.

Blood.

Scream.

cry.

That year, he was four years old.

The love and care of everyone in the past ended in betrayal, blood and death.

He watched her bleed and die. Before she died, her bloody hand desperately reached out to him, trying to grab him...

He is four years old.

He witnessed everything.

After so many years, he thought he could forget, control his emotions, and become calm and rational.

However, when she moved away from him and actively approached the man's arms, the memories of his childhood erupted, making him feel like he was in hell again, his whole body cold, painful, and desperate.

betray……

It was the word he hated most in his life.

Body, mind, eyes, thoughts, not even a hair, can betray him!

Qin Ye!

Qin Ye!!