Looking at the man's eyes sparkling with excitement, he looked like a completely different person from the previous second. Qin Ye was stunned for two seconds and subconsciously asked:

"do what?"

The man curled his lips and silently said a word:

"like……"

"!"

In an instant, Qin Ye's whole body froze and his face turned red. There were so many people in the room, and being stared at by a man made him feel like a thorn in his back. He was so embarrassed that he almost cursed.

xx!

National quintessence!

x!

In broad daylight, he was so badly injured that he couldn't even move, yet he was still thinking...

"Yer, this is something you asked for on your own initiative. I'll grant your request and put it on the account first. You can't go back on your word." The man looked at her dimly.

That look, as innocent as it is, deserves a beating.

As pitiful as they are, they are also as evil-minded as they are.

On purpose!

Qin Ye clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

What she said just now was "love or not", not "love or not". She meant this set of exercises "love or not", not "love or not" between two people. She definitely didn't mean "love or not", but "love or not". How did he understand "love or not", and he was injured like this and still "love or not", love or not...

It's over. She confused herself.

"Eh? Daughter-in-law, why is your face red?" Concubine Tong suddenly saw it with her sharp eyes, and came forward curiously. Others also looked over.

Yue Er was touched: "She must be too worried about the prince and shed tears of worry!"

Yun Ying sighed: "The relationship between the prince and the princess is so good!"

Qin Ye: “…”

I am speechless.

I don't want to bother with this unreliable man anymore. He has healthy hands and feet, and is a good talker. It's obvious that he's fine, so I just ignore him.

Go away!

Upon seeing this, Concubine Tong immediately chased after him, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law! Why did you leave? How is Zizi's injury? How long will it take to recuperate? Will it leave a scar? If the scar is too ugly, will it affect your performance in bed..."

Bang!

Qin Ye, who had just walked out, tripped over his left foot and rolled down three steps, falling flat on his face.

A large group of people rushed over and helped the "injured" princess away.

On the couch.

The man was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

Han Feng stood aside, and when he saw his master smile, he also smiled sincerely.

Having followed my master for so many years, I have rarely seen him so happy. In the past, this palace was cold and only official business was handled impartially, but ever since the princess came.

The princess is lively, the two maids Yue'er and Yunying are naughty, Concubine Tong often comes to visit, and the old housekeeper is also jumping around. They fight for three days and tear down the house for five days. There is laughter and joy, and it is so lively.

Wait until a group of people leave Hanfengyuan.

The smile on Zong Zhengchen's lips slowly faded away, and his expression turned cold.

"How's the situation with the prince?"

Suddenly, the air became chilly and the topic became clear.

Han Feng's smile suddenly disappeared, and he immediately replied: "My master, you don't know that the Minister of Revenue died yesterday."

With his financial resources cut off, the prince is now in a state of disarray.

Zong Zhengchen paused slightly.

Dead...

"Who did it?"

"I can't find out." Han Feng lowered his head. "According to reliable information, the death of the Minister of Revenue was very strange. There were no internal or external injuries, no poisoning, no illness, and no cause of death. He just died alive..."

This incident has spread throughout the imperial capital and has become an unsolved case.

Many people talked about it and made various speculations, saying that his life was locked by a ghost.

In fact, he had a candidate for the murderer in mind...