Although Youwei was also very scared, he still did as he was told. While trembling, he untied the rope that bound the quilt, and whispered: "Ms. Ye, don't blame me, I just wanted to save you..."

At the moment he untied the quilt, he suddenly screamed in fear, fell to the ground, and shouted in disbelief: "Prince, Prince..."

Xia Xuejian, who had her back to them, turned around quickly when she heard Youwei's words. As expected, she saw the Ninth Prince sitting on the ground leisurely, pulling the quilt on his body, and said with a half-smile: "Miss Xia is in a very elegant mood."

"Instead of staying in your Xia Mansion and being your mistress, you have the elegance to come to this remote wilderness to seek happiness with me."

Xia Xuejian was so frightened that she lost her soul and opened her mouth to explain: "Your Majesty, it's not like that. Listen to my explanation. I didn't expect it to be Your Majesty..."

"Well, you didn't expect it to be me, but you thought it would be Ye Qingwan."

The Ninth Prince stood up slowly, stared at her, and repeated, "Isn't it?"

Xia Xuejian was suddenly speechless and didn't know how to explain.

"Your Highness, this was all my idea. Please spare my life." Youwei hurried out to rescue him, knelt down and walked towards him, trying to beg for mercy.

The Ninth Prince responded with a slap in the face, causing him to fall to the ground. Half of his ear was buzzing, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which showed that the slap was truly fatal.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince had dealt such a heavy blow, Xia Xue knew that he was really angry, and quickly tried to plead, "Prince..."

"Shut up, I'll settle the score with you later."

The Ninth Prince shouted, and Xia Xuejian was so frightened that her whole body went cold and she froze in place, not daring to move.

Youwei did not dare to resist, and he struggled to get up, trying to kneel straighter: "Youwei, it's all my fault, just beat me to death."

"Okay, I will beat you to death today, so that you won't do anything crazy in the future."

As the Ninth Prince spoke, he picked up the knife on the ground and was about to chop him with it.

How could this king raise such a person who can't tell right from wrong?

Section 70

Youwei closed his eyes and waited for death, without even a word of begging. He knew that he was terribly wrong this time, and he was even a little glad that it was the prince who was kidnapped, not Ye Qingwan, otherwise he would have made a big mistake and regretted it for the rest of his life.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince was really going to kill someone, Xia Xue wanted to dissuade him. She stretched out her hand, paused, and then took it back.

The Ninth Prince cut halfway with his knife, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to do it. After all, he had grown up with him, and he had arranged everything for him, so he couldn't give up on this friendship for a while.

"Go to the frontier, fight on the front lines, or be a fireman in the rear. In short, leave here and never come back in this life."

Youwei opened his eyes, his eyes were already wet, he knew the prince couldn't do it, so he kowtowed twice: "Prince, take care, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to meet you again in this life."

After saying that, he set out for the border alone.

As for the remaining Xia Xuejian, she clenched her fists and even trembled slightly. She didn't know how the Ninth Prince would deal with her.

The Ninth Prince turned around and approached Xia Xuejian step by step, scaring her so much that she stepped back step by step, finally retreating to the wall until she had no way to retreat.

"Your Highness..." Xia Xue saw Chuchu looking at him pitifully.

The Ninth Prince did not hit her like he hit Youwei. Instead, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, forcing her to open her palm and face him.

"My Lord, what are you doing?"

The Ninth Prince still didn't say anything. He opened his other palm and placed it over Xia Xuejian's palm. Xia Xuejian felt a slight pain in her palm and quickly retracted her hand. She saw a drop of blood the size of a needle tip oozing out from the center of her palm.

"My Lord, what is this?"

"Don't worry, your life won't be taken." The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Don't you want to be the queen? Then work hard." After saying that, he turned and left.

Since she wants to be the queen so much, let her be the queen. When she endures the torture of illness and sits on the throne of the queen step by step, she will die with hatred when she looks at the things that are within her reach.

He originally thought that this was too cruel, but compared to her ruthlessness, it was a piece of cake.

When she had finished all her calculations, she found out that in the end it was all in vain. I wonder if she regretted her dream of becoming a queen today.

Xia Xuejian only felt a dull pain in the palm of her hand. The slightest movement made the pain worse. She suddenly felt a little panicked, wondering what the Ninth Prince had done to her.

But when she thought of the Ninth Prince's words, she felt a lot more at ease.

He asked her to work hard, does that mean that he also accepted her?

Even if she doesn't really love him, as long as she can assist him wholeheartedly, the position of queen will still be hers?

She was very confused and chased out to ask the Ninth Prince for clarification. However, she found that Ye Qingwan and others had caught up with her. The leader was Zhongyuan Yidianhong. He did not ride a horse and was the first to land on the low wall outside the ruined temple.

Ye Qingwan followed closely behind, and was completely shocked to see the disheveled and messy-haired Ninth Prince. Could this be...

She tilted her head, looking past the Ninth Prince and directly at Xia Xuejian who was chasing after him. At this moment, Xia Xuejian was grabbing her wrist, tears in her eyes, and I felt pity for her.

Oh shit!

It was so great that he actually gave himself to me.

Although the things are different, they have the same purpose.

Originally, at this time, she should recite two poems to express her joy, but she was uneducated and could only say "wow".

Well done to the Ninth Prince, he is worthy of being the male protagonist. He actually likes to play cosplay. To deal with the overbearing prince, you have to use force. I have learned something.

The Ninth Prince looked at Ye Qingwan's erratic eyes and malicious smile. He immediately knew what was in this little piece of trash's mind and angrily slapped her on the head.

"What the hell do you want? This prince and she are innocent."

Ye Qingwan couldn't help laughing when she heard that, and hit him lightly: "Hey, why are you so nervous? I didn't say you are not innocent."

Be careful or someone might hit you in the chest with their fists.

Listening to Ye Qingwan's weird tone, the Ninth Prince wanted to pounce on her and bite off her ear. He gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't say it, but you thought about it."

"Wow, the prince is so overbearing that he doesn't even allow me to think about it?" Ye Qingwan covered her mouth and laughed as she walked.

Now I just want to sing a song. How do you sing that song?

You are like a fire in winter, burning brightly and warming her heart...