After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Xiaobai exclaimed: "Miss..."

He Qingchen also had red eyes, looking at her in astonishment, not understanding what she was doing, especially the hand that He Chengjue was holding around her, lingering up and down her back, and even leaning over to sniff her ear.

Seeing this, the guards either turned their eyes away or lowered their heads and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Or, just quietly step away and turn around.

"We'll talk about your uncle another day. As for you...how about you start with my dragon bed first?" He Chengjue's tone was arrogant and proud.

After hearing this, He Qingchen, who was already a phantom, felt even more emaciated.

Shen Guiyi curled her lips slightly, stretched out her left hand and stroked He Chengjue's face, with a smile that didn't reach her eyes: "He Chengjue, are you... worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "Puchi" sound, and the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh suddenly rang in He Chengjue's ears.

He was startled.

The bright red blood flowing from his heart immediately stained his dark robe.

He belatedly felt the pain and opened his mouth to scream, but a large amount of fishy and sweet taste gushed out of his throat, stopping his voice abruptly.

Shen Guidi looked at him expressionlessly. Not only did she not let go, but she also exerted more strength to stir his heart.

The severe pain immediately made He Chengjue sweat profusely.

He was unable to cry out for help in time, and the dizziness from the rapid blood loss made his body shaky.

He raised his head to struggle.

However, a feeling of weakness and powerlessness swept over his whole body, and he fell straight down.

When Youbai saw this, she immediately reached out and supported him from behind to prevent the people behind from noticing anything and disturbing her young lady's business.

He Chengjue just stood there.

Shen Guidi was leaning very close to him, and to outsiders, it looked like He Chengjue was flirting with Shen Guidi.

The stabbing of a dagger will not make a person feel weak. At this moment, He Chengjue's expression became clearer and clearer. He naturally thought that Shen Guidi had drugged him. Maybe it was her body fragrance, or some other means.

He grinned and chuckled, suppressing the severe pain, but there was no fear in his eyes.

He even gestured to Shen Guidi to look behind him.

There were a large number of guards just dozens of meters away from them. Although those people did not dare to look directly at here, with them around, He Chengjue knew that Shen Guicui would never dare to kill him.

Otherwise, not only would she not be able to get out, but even He Qingchen's small grave would be overturned.

She didn't dare.

He Chengjue was inexplicably confident. He even smiled at Shen Guiyi with a smile on his face, "Do you dare to kill me?" "Can you kill me?"

Shen Guidi ignored him and asked sternly, "He Chengjue, you killed your father and brother, and took someone else's wife by force. You disregarded human ethics and regarded human life as worthless. How can a lunatic like you be the ruler of Beizhao? How can you let me and my uncle be used by you?"

After saying this, she pulled out the dagger.

The blood from He Chengjue's heart spurted out.

He Qingchen, who was watching the whole process, was completely stunned.

He stared blankly, never expecting that things would develop in this direction.

His black eyes glanced at the guards not far away, and the anxiety on his face almost became tangible. He wanted them to leave quickly, but he was powerless.

Anxiety and worry have completely become false at this moment.

Shen Guiyi wiped the knife with his hand and asked cruelly, "All the wounds on He Qingchen's body were caused by you. One cut is not enough. First Prince, tell me, is it true or not?"

He Chengjue opened his mouth and tried his best to speak hoarsely: "You, what else do you want to do? You can't kill me, otherwise..."

With a "puff", the sound of the same sharp weapon piercing was heard again.

His eyes widened, and he watched in amazement as she openly inserted the knife into his abdominal cavity little by little, and then slowly stirred it. The blood dyed her entire hand red.

"you……"

"I can't kill you? Haha..."

Shen Guidi smiled contemptuously, as if he was listening to a joke.

At this moment, He Chengjue's subordinate seemed to remember something and subconsciously turned around to say something, but the scene in front of him made him suddenly let out a sharp scream.

The guards were shocked and looked over.

They no longer cared and all rushed forward.

Youbai's face turned pale: "Miss..."

Shen Guidi looked at her, and Youbai felt a little relieved. She immediately let go of the hand that was holding He Chengjue, and took the lead to stand in front of Shen Guidi to stop those people.

Without support, He Chengjue fell straight down.

Shen Guidi narrowed his cold eyes slightly.

She leaned closer to him, and that look was like looking at a dead person. He Chengjue froze when he met her eyes: "You..."

"Your people are alert, you are lucky."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out the knife, turned it violently, and slashed it across his neck, causing blood to spurt out.

In a moment, He Chengjue was dead.

Shen Guidi glanced vaguely at the small grave not far away, then turned around and rushed into the enemy group. The master and servant cooperated tacitly and fought with the men under He Chengjue.

Soon, both of them were covered in bruises.

He Qingchen tried his best to protect them, but even if he was allowed to wander in the crowd and stop them, he still couldn't do anything. He fell to his knees, his eyes were red as blood, and his dark eyes seemed to be filled with bloodthirsty coldness.

The knife light came from the air and slashed towards Shen Guidi again while he was distracted.

He Qingchen didn't have time to think about it and rushed forward.

However, the moonlight in the forest mixed with a strong white light made it impossible for him to open his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The next moment, it was as if he was sucked into some huge whirlpool.

The whirlpool pulled him down little by little. He was suddenly startled, opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.

Hearing the rough kicking sound that was different from when he was unconscious, the guard Ye Feng who was guarding the door was startled. He pushed the door open and walked into the room. He walked quickly to He Qingchen's bed and said happily, "My Lord, are you awake?"

That voice carried with it the joy of being reborn and the cautiousness of lingering fear.

He Qingchen turned away blankly.

Although the man in front of him was wearing a black flying fish suit, he still looked young. His face was clean and he still looked youthful and childish. It seemed that he was even younger than the last time he saw him.

But Ye Feng is clearly dead?

How could he... ?

He Qingchen looked at him for a long time, then called out uncertainly, "Ye Feng?"

"Yes, yes, it's your humble servant. Your Majesty, you are finally awake. You have been in a coma for half a month. We were scared to death." Ye Feng's voice was choked with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips.

He Qingchen glanced around the room, and the bright red double happiness patterns all over the room suddenly caught his sight.

This scene is both strange and familiar.

"In a coma for half a month?"