Zong Zhengli hurriedly chased after her and grabbed her wrist, "Qin Ye, believe me, I killed Yao'er, I admit my guilt, but I am serious about my feelings for you!"
He had already cut out his heart and shown it to her, so why didn't she believe it?
"Let go!" Qin Ye frowned.
"Don't go!"
Zong Zhengli pleaded bitterly, "Don't look at me with such strange eyes. I do have an evil side, but I am doing it to protect myself. I try my best to live just to show you the best of myself."
"Now that my mother is gone, I have nothing. The only thing I think of is you..."
Qin Ye twisted his wrist and pulled it back forcefully:
"You are willing to hurt me just to protect yourself, and you even said that it's all for me. Your Highness, your friendship is really too heavy for me to bear!"
Going to go.
Seeing that the man was about to chase after her again, she gathered her inner strength, flicked her sleeves and pushed the man away, then strode away.
"Qin Ye! Qin... Ugh!"
Zong Zhengli's old chest injury relapsed, his face turned pale, he staggered a few steps in pain, slid down and sat on the ground, his misty eyes staring at the woman's back as she resolutely left, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe.
Why did it turn out like this?
He liked her, loved her so much, guarded her, protected her...
Why are we strangers?
His mother was dead, and this palace was cold and desolate. Apart from hatred, she was the only thing in his mind.
If she left too...
Qin Ye, we have been friends for more than a year, and you just leave without saying anything. You have such a cruel heart!
You can't see everything I did for you, and you only have Zong Zhengchen in your eyes. What am I? I did so much for you, but you left me. How can I let you go?
Zong Zhengli slowly clenched his palms, forcibly suppressed the pain in his chest, supported himself on the table, and barely stood up.
Only then did I see the small ceramic jar on the table.
Qin Ye said that he harmed her.
But he never hurt her.
He suddenly reacted and grabbed the ceramic jar, "Someone come! Check what's going on!"
The secret guard went to investigate immediately.
Soon, the results pointed directly to Princess Li... Qin Jiaojiao.
In the courtyard.
Qin Jiaojiao was comfortably basking in the sun, chewing an apple, and patiently waiting for good news from Prince Chen's Mansion. But instead of receiving the good news, she received Zong Zhengli.
"Your Majesty?!"
Qin Jiaojiao was surprised.
In the past, the prince would never take the initiative to look for her.
Overjoyed, he hurried over to him, "My Lord, how come you have time today...ah!"
My scalp suddenly hurt.
The man had a gloomy face. He grabbed her hair and pulled her into the house.
Qin Jiaojiao didn't understand what was going on. She held her head with both hands and screamed in pain, "Prince, what's wrong with you? It hurts! Let me go!"
The man pulled her hard, and she was forced to follow him in pain. She staggered and fell to the ground several times, being dragged by the man.
Qin Jiaojiao was so frightened that she ignored the pain in her head and hurriedly covered her stomach with both hands:
"Your Highness, what happened to you? Our baby hasn't been born yet, I can't get hurt. What if something happens to my stomach... ah!"
She was thrown into the house.
Bang!
There was a loud bang.
A ceramic jar exploded next to her hand, causing her to tremble with fear and splattering oil all over her body.
Zong Zhengli squatted down and grabbed her throat with his big hand.
"It was you who sent people to harm Princess Chen!" His voice was as cold as a cicada, his face was cast in a shadow, and there was a murderous light in his eyes.
Qin Jiaojiao understood something instantly.
It turned out that he was angry.
She plotted to murder Qin Ye, but he beat his wife for another woman?
She is still pregnant!
"My Lord, I am doing this for your own good. I am doing this all for you!"