After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

After traveling for two consecutive days and only eating two steamed buns on the road, Zhao Le was even traveling during his sleep time. He was so angry that his stomach hurt. He held the horse with one hand and tightly covered his abdomen with the other hand, staring at the person in front of him.

When night fell, Tang Jinghe finally stopped in front of a mountain inn. Zhao Le leaned on the horse to stand firmly. She raised her eyes and saw Tang Jinghe looking at her. She didn't have the energy to curse, but she had the energy to glare at people. She stared at Tang Jinghe with her big eyes. If eyes could kill, Tang Jinghe would have been reincarnated long ago.

"Rest here tonight. Follow the waiter back to the room. I will bring you food after I tie up the horse."

Zhao Le didn't have the energy to curse, she just glared at Tang Jinghe without saying a word. But the other party, not only did he not have any tact, but he kept getting closer and closer to her until he was right next to her ear. The hot breath he exhaled when he spoke made her whole body itch.

"This place is far from the outskirts of Beijing. Anyone who appears here is a bloodthirsty person. If you are not afraid of death, just try to escape. I guarantee that you will be dead before you can walk ten miles. It just so happens that if I am traveling with a delicate and arrogant princess, it will be inconvenient for me to do anything."

Zhao Le's heart suddenly rose to his throat and he stared at Tang Jinghe fiercely. Being provoked by him, his stomach felt even more uncomfortable.

"You provoked me first, and now you want to kick me away and kill me. No way. I'm hungry. Bring me some food soon."

Zhao Le didn't want to lose face in front of Tang Jinghe, so he endured the pain and said something before following the waiter into the house. The moment he turned around, tears started to fall like beads from a broken string.

Ever since she met Tang Jing and this rogue and unruly citizen, she can now see the end of her life at a glance. Her life as the dignified Princess Zhaole is over.

The door of the house was pushed open from the outside. Zhao Le was lying on the bed, looking listless. Even when Tang Jinghe brought him food, he didn't even raise his head to look at him.

She really wanted to beat that troublemaker up, but she didn't even have the energy to scold him.

After entering the room and closing the door, Tang Jinghe saw that the man was still lying there motionless. He frowned impatiently. If he hadn't brought her with him tonight, he would not have planned to stay here overnight.

It was indeed troublesome to bring a woman on the road, and it was the most troublesome to bring a pampered princess like Zhaole.

"Are you planning to starve yourself to death and let me find a good place to bury you?"

When Zhao Le heard this, he was furious. He turned his head and glared at Tang Jinghe. He opened his mouth but said nothing. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. His eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell down in strings.

Tang Jinghe had never encountered such a situation before. He used to either hide in the backyard of the general's mansion or live in the military camp with His Royal Highness Prince Jing. Apart from his eldest sister, he had never come into contact with other women, let alone see a woman crying like this.

But now the princess was crying so sadly, apparently because of him. Although he remained calm, he was really panicking in his heart.

Tang Jinghe placed the dishes in the lunch box on the table one by one. He glanced at the person on the bed several times and saw that she not only did not stop crying, but cried even harder. Tang Jinghe's brows were wrinkled into a knot.

"Are you going to eat it or not? If not, I'll feed it to the dog later."

"You..." Zhao Le sat up from the bed, her breathing became rapid and her eyes were red like rabbits. She glared at Tang Jinghe and said in a very aggrieved voice, "I am Your Highness the Princess, and you kidnapped me and didn't treat me well. Not only did you make me travel day and night, but you also only gave me two inedible steamed buns to eat. Now you say that dogs eat the same food as me and you curse me to death..."

Zhao Le felt more and more wronged, and simply sat on the edge of the bed and cried loudly, "Tang Jinghe, you are a scoundrel, you have lost all conscience. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."

After saying that, she started sobbing again. Tang Jinghe was sitting at the table, looking at her with a frown. He originally wanted to ignore her and wait for her to stop when she was tired of crying, but that person seemed to be made of water and did not stop even after cursing until her voice was hoarse.

Tang Jinghe simply covered his ears with his hands and watched Zhao Le cry coldly.

Seeing this, Zhao Le's grievances in his heart burst out and he pointed his finger at Tang Jinghe with trembling hands, "You...you unruly person..."

Zhao Le was so angry that she didn't know what to say. The next moment, she saw Tang Jinghe put down his hands that were covering his ears and walked straight towards her. Zhao Le was angry and hateful, and closed her eyes when Tang Jinghe was one step away from her.

Tang Jinghe tilted his head slightly and looked at her in confusion. Soon he heard her say, "Kill me. Although your father betrayed his country, I also know that the other members of your Tang family were implicated innocently. My grandmother put your whole family in jail. It is understandable that you want revenge."

"I also know that it is difficult to relieve your hatred if I die alone, but I am a princess after all. I suffered so much with you before I died. I can't just be considered a human being. You are still alive, and the Tang family has descendants. After you kill me, you are not allowed to cause trouble to my family again, otherwise I will come back to settle accounts with you even if I become a ghost."

Her eyelids were trembling as she spoke, but she still craned her neck and waited for Tang Jinghe to make a move. After a long while without waiting for him to make a move, Zhao Le simply stood up and took a step forward, moving herself closer to Tang Jinghe. The latter subconsciously took a step back, and the two still maintained a distance of one step between them.

"Go ahead, I'm ready."

After waiting for a while, the other party still didn't make a move. Zhao Le suddenly opened his eyes, and was met with the other party's gaze that looked like a fool.

Zhao Le laughed angrily and nodded. She glanced down at Tang Jinghe and the dagger on his waist, "Okay, okay, you are afraid of dirtying General Tang's hands if you do it yourself, right? This princess will do it herself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out for Tang Jinghe's waist. This time it was Tang Jinghe's turn to be scared. He took a few steps back as a conditioned reflex, and the distance between them suddenly widened.

Zhao Le was very unhappy that he didn't get the dagger from his waist, and said angrily: "What do you want? You are not only afraid of dirtying your hands, but also your dagger, right?"

Zhao Le put his hands on his waist, looked around, saw the wooden beam in front of him, nodded again and said, "Okay, okay, you don't have to do anything, and you don't have to use your dagger, okay? There is another wooden beam in this room, I will kill myself right now."

After Zhao Le finished speaking, he didn't even give himself and Tang Jinghe time to react. He took two steps back, rubbed his feet back and forth, put his arms in a running position, stared at the wooden beam with an unusually firm look, roared, and rushed forward quickly.

The speed was as fast as the wind. If Tang Jinghe had not practiced since childhood, the blow from her would have cost her half her life.

It didn't hurt as much as he imagined. Zhao Le frowned and slowly opened one eye. He found that Tang Jinghe was pressed under him. He opened the other eye and found that not only was he pressed under him, but his expression was also very painful.

Before he could react, Zhao Le stood up suddenly, staring at the person on the ground with a frown and a constipated expression. After waiting for a while and seeing that he didn't get up, he looked closely and found that Tang Jinghe's eyes were closed.

Zhao Le's face instantly turned paler than before. His legs softened and he knelt beside Tang Jinghe. He wanted to reach out to help him but quickly jumped back, fearing that he might touch something dirty.