The man sat upright, holding a slender brush between his fingers, sketching something on the drawing from time to time. He looked very handsome as he lowered his eyes and worked seriously. His brows and features exuded a mature and steady aura.

Qin Ye just looked at him like this...

Looking at him...

Suddenly, Zong Zhengchen seemed to realize something, raised his eyes, and met Qin Ye's gaze.

She was startled for a moment, then smiled softly:

"Missed me?"

He put down his pen, spread out the ink on the drawing, folded it in half, and gave it to Han Feng, "Find out the exact location within three days."

"Yes." Han Feng took the drawing with both hands, bent down and bowed, then left.

After Zong Zhengchen finished his work, he stood up and walked towards Qin Ye.

The familiar face, the familiar minty scent, and the familiar gentle look seemed to carry the best love and the warmest feelings in the world, presenting the best side to her.

Qin Ye raised his head slightly, looked at him, and suddenly asked:

"We've known each other for so long, but I don't think I've ever seen you angry?"

What does he look like when he is angry?

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Really?"

He turned around and sat next to her. "I have a good temper and never get angry."

“…”

The funniest joke of the year: Zong Zhengchen has a good temper.

He said with a smile, holding her little hand, frowning slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"I……"

Qin Ye's words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back immediately.

There was an urge in her throat, an urge to talk about King Li's injury, but she rationally held it back. If she said it out loud, the words would be more hurtful than last time.

She can't say!

But the strange thing is, how could she have such an outrageous idea? How could she think that he was the one who hurt Prince Li...

What is she thinking!

What happened to her recently!

Qin Ye always felt absent-minded. Could it be because of pregnancy that made her body too tired?

"I was just too engrossed in listening to the storybook," she rubbed her brow, "Yun Ying, where were you just now? Go on."

"Hey." Yun Ying responded, turned a page, and continued talking.

night.

When it was time to go to bed, Qin Ye tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep because he had slept too long during the day. In his free time, he thought about King Li again.

I wonder what happened to his hands?

Is the injury serious?

Has the murderer been caught?

Before, Prince Li would always save her and help her because she was injured, but now that he is injured, she cannot help him.

During the day, she tentatively mentioned going to visit Prince Li, but Zong Zhengchen didn't seem happy. If she mentioned it again, it might be a bit presumptuous.

As she thought about it, she turned over again.

"Can't sleep?" A man's voice came from behind.

"I slept for a long time during the day, and now I feel energetic."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's palm holding her waist exerted a little force and turned her body over. His slender palm deftly slid into her hem.

"Um……"

She trembled slightly, "Don't..."

"Don't you want it?" He did not stop moving, and wherever he went, sparks ignited.

Last night, she really wanted to, but now she was worried and not in the best condition, so she didn't want to do this.

She has no desires.

The best state of a relationship is when both parties are committed, their souls are in tune, and they reach resonance. If only one party is intoxicated and the other is indifferent, then this is no different from raping a woman.

Qin Ye supported the man's chest with both hands, tilted his head back slightly, separated a little distance, and lied:

"I ate too much for dinner, and my stomach...is not feeling well..."