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Chapter 758 The Tsundere Prince Suffers & Forbears the Attack of the Guards (59)

After kowtowing three times, Jing Che stood up slowly, hugged Ye Musheng who was weak in his arms tightly, and said to He Jiangchou: "Master, you have worked hard for you these years, and those who have gone can't come back anymore. , you really should rest..."

Sensing that Jing Che's voice was choked up, and his eyes misted, Ye Musheng rubbed his arms into his arms and stretched out to pinch Jing Che's clothes, calling softly: "Jing Che..."

When his eyes touched the redness on Ye Musheng's body, Jing Che felt his eyes became more sore, and said softly, "Your Highness, will Jing Che take you to a place where there are no such troubles?"

After so many years, he really didn't want to care about the grievances and grievances of the previous generation, he just wanted to guard his highness well.

"Yeah." Ye Musheng felt that his physical strength was gradually draining, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but he still pulled himself together and smiled at Jing Che, nodded and said, "Okay."

Feeling that Ye Musheng's voice was becoming less and less disturbing, Jing Che became flustered and quickened his pace, but he still said softly, "Then Your Highness, please don't fall asleep..."

"Hmm..." Ye Musheng smiled and nodded, and replied, "I won't fall asleep..."

Seeing that Ye Musheng and others were about to leave, Liu Qi didn't stop him, but just glanced at He Jiangchou, frowned and asked, "National Teacher?"

"Hey..." He Jiangchou stared at the background of the two for a few seconds, glanced at the blood on the ground, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and sighed helplessly, as if he was decades old: "Let let's go..."

Let's go, let's go, let's go...

Hearing He Jiangchou's voice from behind, Jing Che paused, lowered his eyelashes, the thick long eyelashes concealed the complex emotions in his eyes, but slowly raised the corners of his lips.

Master is still soft-hearted...

Holding Ye Musheng tightly in his arms, Jing Che took a step forward and said, "Master, thank you..."

Jing Che's respectful voice echoed in He Jiangchou's ears. As the breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, the white clothes danced lightly, and the strong smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated.

"Che'er...You'er..." Staring at Jing Che's back getting further and further away, He Jiangchou's blood-stained long sword slipped and fell to the ground with a thud.

As if He Jiangchou was suddenly echoed by the sound of the sword falling to the ground, he glanced at the blood on the long sword from the corner of his eye, and while running towards Jing Che, he suddenly called out: "Che'er, wait! "

Hearing He Jiangshou's sudden call to himself, Jing Che, who was about to get into the carriage, was slightly taken aback, then slowly turned his head, and saw He Jiangshou running towards here.

Seeing that He Jiangchou threw away the sword, holding nothing in his hands, Jing Che frowned and asked in doubt, "Master?"

Stopping in front of Jing Che, He Jiangchou didn't look at Jing Che, but turned his gaze to Ye Musheng, who was lying in Jing Che's arms, half closed his eyes and breathing weakly.

Seeing that the originally elegant Tsing Yi was already stained red with blood, the picture of the death of the parent and child appeared in He Jiangchou's mind. He secretly sighed and got angry, and took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom with a complicated expression.

Handing the porcelain bottle to Ye Musheng, He Jiangchou explained: "Son, old man, I was dazzled by hatred just now, I'm sorry, this is the best medicine for golden sores, go to the carriage to wipe it first, and then go to the doctor. "

No matter how hateful Ye Xuan is, it has nothing to do with this child. He is willing to be with Che'er, willing to suffer that sword, willing to give up the throne, which shows the child's sincerity towards Che'er...

But he was only thinking of revenge, hurting this child, the older he is, the more useless he really is...

(End of this chapter)