After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, his eyes were full of smiles, but he didn't answer, he just turned his head to look at You Ziqing.

You Ziqing's heart tightened when he was stared at by the deep eyes full of smiles.

Not afraid, but distressed.

This person is always like this, covering his fragility with spikes all over his body, but in fact he is already riddled with holes and blood.

"Your Highness is not an outsider. The Sixth Prince can say whatever he wants. There is nothing convenient or inconvenient."

You Ziqing supported Zhao Zhen's arm, squeezed it comfortingly, and didn't even give Zhao Ji a glimpse from the corner of his eye.

"You clearly have me in your heart, so why bother to pretend to be indifferent?"

Zhao Ji looked at You Ziqing affectionately, as if unaware of Zhao Zhen's sharp gaze: "If you really don't care, why would you vomit blood just because I asked to marry your eldest sister, it shows that you still have me in your heart .”

You Ziqing: "??"

Good guy, the palace banquet is vomiting blood because of this, he doesn't even know it!

Why didn't I realize before that Zhao Ji was so self-righteous and shameless?

Moreover, how could Zhao Ji be sure that the trick at that time was to prevent him from proposing to marry You Yuqiong?

"The sixth prince's words are really..." You Ziqing was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said sneeringly: "I can't tell whether you are really self-righteous or deliberately disgusting."

Zhao Ji smiled: "Look, you stab people as soon as you open your mouth, and you still say you don't care."

"Hu Chang!" Zhao Zhen shouted suddenly, startling Zhao Ji and You Ziqing.

Seeing Zhao Zhen's gloomy face, You Ziqing grabbed his arm subconsciously: "Your Highness, don't listen to his nonsense..."

Before he finished speaking, Chang Hu arrived.

Zhao Zhen ignored You Ziqing, looked at Zhao Ji with a raised chin, and said with a sneer, "The sixth prince is insane, you can give him some of my king's tranquilizing pills!"

Hu Chang was watching from a distance, seeing that Zhao Ji had been hooking up with You Ziqing to stimulate Zhao Zhen, he was already so angry that his head was smoking, and now he heard the words, without saying a word, he directly stuffed a whole bottle of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Zhen is not finished yet.

"Don't you want to know whether Ziqing really cares?"

Zhao Zhen broke away from You Ziqing's support, put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms. He lowered his head and smiled at You Ziqing, who frowned slightly: "Come on, tell him you don't care, it's just for you."

Although Zhao Zhen was smiling, his eyes were ruthless and cold, and it was the beginning of a disease.

"What?" Seeing that You Ziqing was still in a daze, Zhao Zhen's smile became more and more treacherous: "Is it impossible to do it in front of my old lover?"

You Ziqing looked at Zhao Ji who was at the side, and sure enough, he saw his burning eyes.I don't know if it's because You Ziqing was held in Zhao Zhen's arms, or because he successfully provoked Zhao Zhen's fragile nerves.

She smiled at Zhao Ji, and before Zhao Zhen collapsed, You Ziqing hooked his neck and kissed him.

Dragonfly dipped into the water, and just about to back away, Zhao Zhen's big palm grabbed the back of his head, holding him firmly so he couldn't move.And Zhao Zhen kissed fiercely and fiercely, desperately absorbing the blood that overflowed after being bitten.

"Now do you know whether Ziqing cares about you?" After giving up the kiss, Zhao Zhen looked at Zhao Ji coldly: "If you still don't know, we can show you a good example!"

How to demonstrate?

Almost the moment Zhao Ji had a question in his mind, Zhao Zhen tore off You Ziqing's belt with his hand.This action not only turned Zhao Ji's face dark, but You Ziqing's body also became stiff and his face turned pale.

Hu Chang couldn't see it well, and hurried forward: "Your Highness..."

Zhao Zhen ignored him, but turned his head and gently caressed You Ziqing's pale and delicate face: "Good Ziqing, if your old lover doesn't believe it, how can you continue to prove it to him, eh?"

"Enough!" Zhao Ji stepped forward and pulled You Ziqing out of Zhao Zhen's arms: "King Ning insulted him so much, where does he place loyalty?"

"Bullying?" Zhao Zhen laughed uncontrollably as if hearing some funny joke, and looked at You Ziqing after a while: "You think this is bullying too?"

"What did you force him to do?" Zhao Ji said, "What? You want to pull him to perform erotic performances in front of me? King Ning is not afraid of his father..."

Before Zhao Ji finished speaking, You Ziqing elbowed him back and stood back beside Zhao Zhen.

"Knowing that His Highness is ill, but deliberately provoking him to get sick, and then using this to get rid of him, the sixth prince is really scheming!"

You Ziqing glanced at Zhao Zhen whose eyes were bloodshot, quickly hugged him and patted his back to comfort him, and looked at Zhao Ji coldly: "I still imagined asking to marry my eldest sister and I vomited blood. It’s because they want men and women to eat and enjoy the blessings of being equal, and they don’t look in the mirror to see if they are worthy!”

"Ziqing, you..."

"If Xiao misses my siblings like this, where will I put my Zhongyihou's mansion?"

You Ziqing sneered: "You think I broke up with you because you married Song Yun'er? Oh, then I'll tell you why now, because I, You Ziqing, don't bother to be with dog-butchers!"

You Ziqing stopped looking at Zhao Ji after cursing, and only held Zhao Zhen's trembling hand tightly.

"Your Highness, let's go."

Fortunately, even though Zhao Zhen was ill, he still had a sliver of reason. Being surrounded by You Ziqing, he turned around, but the hand around his waist was tightly strangled.

This made You Ziqing very uncomfortable, but he didn't show it at all. He resisted the discomfort and helped Zhao Zhen to leave.

"Oh, that's right." You Ziqing stopped suddenly without looking back: "Instead of coming here to find His Highness unhappy, the Sixth Prince should be more worried about Prime Minister Song, who is a good granddaughter and made a concubine for nothing. It should be so embarrassing and hateful."

Isn't it just a handle?

Who hasn't?

You Ziqing smiled suddenly: "Song Yikun still has the handle of the sixth prince going to the wild village to have sex with prostitutes and control the three men at night. You said that if Prime Minister Song gets upset, he will be stabbed to the emperor..."

Zhao Ji didn't speak, just watched the two leave with heavy eyes, the fists under the sleeves of his robe were clenched and rattling.

You Ziqing ignored the burning eyes behind him, and helped Zhao Zhen out of the Huxin Pavilion.

Although Zhao Zhen looked quite normal, You Ziqing knew that he was trying to hold on. His crazy eyes and faintly trembling body had obviously reached the limit.

really……

No sooner had he walked up the veranda, Zhao Zhen was dripping with sweat, and fell to the ground exhausted, almost tripping even with You Ziqing.

However, he didn't care about his sore knees, and his first reaction when he got up was to rush over and hug Zhao Zhen, who seemed to be delirious with empty eyes.

You Ziqing reassured: "Your Highness, Your Highness, calm down, it's all right, it's all right now..."

Just as he was speaking, Zhao Zhen grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground vigorously.

You Ziqing was dizzy from the fall, and in the next moment, his body sank suddenly, and Zhao Zhen was completely pressed down.

"Cough...Your Highness, let go of your Highness..." You Ziqing pulled Zhao Zhen's hand with one hand, but his neck was squeezed tighter and tighter.

There was no one around, and An Qi didn't know where to go, just when You Ziqing was anxious and didn't know what to do, the hand on his neck suddenly loosened.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his cheeks were pinched again...

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small theater:

Zhao Zhen: Baby, I have a present for you——

You Ziqing: What ⊙?⊙?

Zhao Zhen: Stainless steel neck guard!

You Ziqing: Two idiots, what's the use of protecting the neck with a knife, you have to ask the author for a small gift for more videos, he is happy, and his biceps are closed.