After rebirth, the yandere prince was teased by me until he vomited blood

Facing this fierce attack, Wen Shengxiao moved slightly, and his wheelchair quickly retreated, barely able to avoid it.

Wen Shengxiao's face was full of anger, and his voice was high: "Sure enough, a person's nature cannot be changed easily! People like you, Zhan Yejin, will never take good care of my sister!"

Wen Shengxiao could hardly suppress his anger. He wished he could stand up from the wheelchair and see how Wen Wanqing was doing now!

He was just waiting for Wen Wanqing in the yard, waiting for her to pick up the silver needle left by her mother.

But after waiting for a long time, after asking the maid, she learned that Zhan Yejin, for some reason, hurriedly rode his horse and broke into his sister's courtyard. He never came out of her boudoir!

Wen Shengxiao felt nervous at that time and immediately asked the maid to bring him over, for fear that Wen Wanqing would be wronged.

Although he couldn't see, his hearing was very good. As soon as he arrived here, he heard Wen Wanqing asking Zhan Yejin to let her go.

His sister was indeed being bullied by Zhan Yejin!

He was so angry at this moment, why he couldn't see anything and why he couldn't stand up!

Zhan Yejin didn't give him much time to speak. He missed with one palm and threw another one out!

"boom--"

Wen Shengxiao didn't notice for a moment, but was directly knocked away by that palm!

The wheelchair hit the wall and made a sound. Wen Shengxiao staggered and sat on his back for a long time without recovering.

"Shh-"

Zhan Yejin's eyes were scarlet, and he drew out his long sword. The tip of the sword was facing Wen Shengxiao, as if it was going to pierce his eyes!

This sharp sword energy gave him a trace of ridicule in his eyebrows.

"No! Brother -" Wen Wanqing flew forward and rushed towards Wen Shengxiao, barely able to stand in front of the long sword!

The tip of the sword almost hit her nose, and she paused suddenly. Zhan Yejin's eyes were filled with coldness: "Get out of the way."

"Zhan Yejin! If you dare to touch my eldest brother, I will risk my life today to..." Halfway through the words, Wen Wanqing found it difficult to say it out.

Wen Wanqing couldn't suppress her crying, her voice trembled, and her body couldn't help trembling.

She swallowed, her heart aching uncomfortably.

Zhan Yejin's pupils shrank and he smiled sadly. He should have thought of this a long time ago.

It was really difficult for her to pretend and tolerate for so many days.

After giving him the fatal sweetness, the poison hidden under the sweetness was now revealed.

Wen Wanqing's eyes were red and she glared at him angrily, without any of the tenderness in her eyes.

That cold look, staring at him as if staring at an enemy, really shattered Zhan Yejin's dream.

This was the way she looked at him before, cold and emotionless, with only countless hatred and fear.

She is afraid of him.It even annoyed him!

These days, it was all a dream she made up with her own hands, just to make him hurt even more!

Zhan Yejin suddenly chuckled, and the sword in his hand approached her again, almost pressing against her throat. His voice was like a demon coming out of hell: "What can you do... I will kill whoever I want, you can Can you stop it?"

Wen Wanqing's pupils shrank, and the image of her brother's tragic death in the previous life suddenly appeared in her mind. Her heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe!

In his last life, my brother rushed to the hall to kill Zhan Yejin just for himself, but he was regarded as the perpetrator and beaten to death by the prince's people. If there is a conflict between the two of them today...

If Zhan Yejin really killed his brother...

Before Wen Wanqing could react, Zhan Yejin's eyebrows were full of cruelty: "Even if I conquer the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion today, no one will dare to say another word!"

His aura is cold, like a god of death who has just returned from killing countless enemies on the battlefield. Just one look can make people realize his cruelty!

The little maid who sent Wen Shengxiao here didn't know what happened at this time. When she heard the loud noise and rushed in, she couldn't help but scream.

But before the scream could stop, Zhan Yejin had already sent him flying with a palm!

He vomited blood on the spot and passed out!

That human life seemed to have no meaning in his hands.

Wen Wanqing's eyes widened, and the scene of Zhan Yejin going crazy flashed before her eyes. His scarlet eyes and his disregard for the lives of others made her body tremble uncontrollably.

The good boudoir actually became more and more messy because of his two palms.

Wen Wanqing's tears fell unconsciously. She was too afraid of Zhan Yejin's appearance, and she was even more afraid that because of her disobedience, Zhan Yejin would go crazy and hurt her loved ones!

But then I thought about it, it was because of him that he looked like this. Her incomprehension and anger made Zhan Yejin go crazy!

Wen Wanqing looked at Zhan Yejin with a nasal voice: "Zhan Yejin, don't be like this... I'm so scared..."

A big tear suddenly slipped from the corner of his eye and fell on the tip of the long sword.

Those tears seemed to fall on the apex of his heart. Zhan Yejin suddenly came back to his senses, the redness in his eyes faded, and he saw Wen Wanqing's red eyes weeping.

Zhan Yejin's heart ached!

What on earth is he doing!

Zhan Yejin's hand softened and his long sword fell to the ground. He stepped forward and hugged Wen Wanqing, feeling extremely distressed.

Hugging this warm-smelling nephrite, Zhan Yejin suddenly calmed down, his heart filled with annoyance and pity.

He had known for a long time that the little girl was not very courageous, but he was still so cruel and cruel to her. Seeing a trace of disappointment and fear in her eyes, he felt that his sky was about to collapse!

Wen Wanqing's legs went weak, knowing that Zhan Yejin was now much calmer than before, and her whole body seemed to have lost its strength and fell limply in his arms.

Wen Wanqing grabbed his clothes, her original silent tears slowly turned into soft sobs, and the strong cry spread in his chest.

"Zhan Yejin... Zhan Yejin, you were so scary just now. You looked like you wanted to kill me with your own hands..."

Wen Wanqing finally couldn't hold it back anymore and cried loudly, holding his neck and crying.

When the man heard this, he held her harder and tightened his arms slowly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and not leave her for a moment.

Wen Wanqing knew that Zhan Yejin had regained his consciousness at this time, and when he saw him looking guilty and heartbroken, he persuaded him softly: "Zhan Yejin, don't be angry, I will always be here. If I don't leave, don't say anything casually in the future. Have you lost your temper, okay? You really scared me to death just now..."

Wen Wanqing was afraid that Zhan Yejin would suddenly become what he was just now, so she could only hold him to comfort him.

Zhan Yejin just hugged her and didn't say much. Nothing he said now could make up for the mistake he made just now.

If he hadn't woken up just now, she would have been hurt.

Just a little bit away...he would lose her.

Wen Shengxiao, who was knocked unconscious in a wheelchair, woke up. Hearing Wen Wanqing's voice, he struggled to come over in the direction: "Zhan Yejin... Your Highness, King of War, please let me beg you... I beg you." Let Wan Qing go... don't torture her anymore!!"

When Zhan Yejin heard this, his face darkened again.