Chapter 180 The prince is too much 1
"Little Qi, Zong Lin don't go, Zong Lin wants to be with Xiao Qi, Zong Lin don't go, don't go!"

Jiang Zonglin screamed, and suddenly grabbed Hua Qi's upstretched left hand, opened his mouth wide, and bit down hard.

Hua Qi immediately let out a muffled cry of pain, and quickly snatched his hand back from Jiang Zonglin's mouth. At a glance, there was a row of clear tooth marks on the tiger's mouth, and blood oozed out.

"Master..." Hua Qi covered her hands and looked at Bei Jue in embarrassment.

Bei Jue froze.

Signaling Hua Qi to retreat, Bei Jue looked Jiang Zonglin up and down, and said indifferently: "You are lucky. There were ten people in the convoy, eight of whom were killed. Jiang Qingjun was seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown, but you were the only one who was able to escape unscathed."

Listening to Bei Jue's words, Ye Qizhu couldn't help but look at him more, always feeling that there was something in his words, as if he was satirizing something.

Jiang Zonglin hurriedly grabbed Ye Qizhu's arm to cover his face, blocking Bei Jue's view of him, and he didn't dare to look at Bei Jue squarely, trembling with fear.

Ye Qizhu immediately tightened her frown, and looked strangely at Jiang Zonglin who was dodging, and then at Bei Jue who was expressionless.

Why did Bei Jue look unhappy when Jiang Zonglin came back alive?And when this idiot saw Bei Jue, he seemed to have seen a ghost and dodged in fear.

Bei Jue picked up the cup, gently blew on the tea leaves floating up and down, and asked casually, "I don't know if the second son still remembers the details of the surprise attack on the convoy last night."

Jiang Zonglin immediately narrowed his eyes while hiding behind Ye Qizhu, but followed him up with a silly look and shook his head vigorously.

"Really?" Bei Jue suddenly raised his cold eyes to look at Jiang Zonglin without warning.

Jiang Zonglin couldn't dodge and looked directly into Shang Beijue's eyes, and immediately trembled in shock: "Zong Lin doesn't know, Zong Lin doesn't know anything, don't know, don't know..."

Shaking his head vigorously, Jiang Zonglin suddenly trembled, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and passed out.

"Zong Lin? Hey, Jiang Zonglin!" Ye Qizhu was startled by Jiang Zonglin's sudden fainting.

Hua Qi was also stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, send Second Young Master back to his room!"

The indifferent Bei Jue sat calmly, drinking tea as if nothing had happened, as if he couldn't see what was happening before his eyes.

Ye Qizhu watched Jiang Zonglin being carried away and sighed.

Although she didn't know what happened last night, but seeing Jiang Zonglin's embarrassed and frightened expression, she could guess that he must have been terrified this night and had a hard time.

Thinking of this, Ye Qizhu couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Although Jiang Zonglin is already in his twenties, his mind and intelligence are only three or four years old.But it is also like this that he likes who he likes unabashedly, treats someone well without thinking about it, does not worship high and low, and is not snobbish.

It can be said that Jiang Zonglin was the last trace of Ye Qizhu's affection for Jiangmen.

Turning around, Ye Qizhu looked at Bei Jue, but when she saw his indifferent and indifferent expression, her brows relaxed a little, and her brows were tightly knit together again, almost wrinkling into a small pimple.

After pondering, Ye Qizhu became a little unhappy.

"My lord, forgive me. Jiang Zonglin is a fool. He must have been terrified after going through such a thing. Isn't it a bit too..."

(End of this chapter)

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