The "Prince's" deep voice was full of anxious worry, and he saw a group of people emerge from the mountains and forests, and it was Leng Yufeng who spoke. There were a lot of people who came, not only Leng Yufeng and Phantom Moche, but also most of the dark guards in the prince's mansion, even Fearless and Fearless Leng Zishi and others came, and Fearless's eyes were a little red at this time.

Leng Yufeng and Phantom Moche looked at the prince who was so wolf, and Leng Yufeng even walked directly to the prince's side and wanted to support the prince, Nangong Qian watched Leng Yufeng approach the prince but did not stop him, he wanted to see if this Leng Yufeng was treated differently by the prince.

Just when Leng Yufeng was about to approach the prince, Yan Wuxin suddenly picked up the branch on the ground and shot it out, and the place where the branch was projected was Leng Yufeng's heart, and the internal force mixed in it could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Leng Yufeng slapped the branch that shot at him with his palm, and looked at the prince in disbelief. But he found that something was wrong with the prince, not only Leng Yufeng found out, but everyone found out that there was something wrong with the prince. Normally, although the prince is very cold, he is not so cold that he has no life and no soul, and his eyes are even more bottomless, and at a glance, he feels that there are countless bones and remains inside.

didn't care about the prince's sudden move, Leng Yufeng was more worried about the prince's situation. Even Phantom Moche withdrew his seemingly smiling expression and stared at the prince tightly to see what was wrong with the prince.

"Don't go close to Prince Yan, she's fine! It's just that the love is not right! Seeing that the two of them still wanted to get close to the prince Nangong Qian said loudly. It's not that I'm worried that these two people will be injured, but I'm afraid that the prince will hurt himself if he goes on like this.

At this time, Yan Wuxin was walking back like a puppet, but everyone knew very well that the prince's lethality should not be underestimated. And don't look at the prince who seems to be uncontrollable, but the Qingming in his eyes is still there.

Leng Yufeng and the others followed behind the prince and looked at the heavy rain, walking step by step with a little vain footsteps, the prince's black hair kept drenching in the rain, and the originally flowing brocade robe also became wrinkled and stuck to his body, and the prince's figure was petite and petite, as if he could hug it into his arms and include it in his wings as long as he stretched out his hand.

From afar, he took people to King Qian's side, and was about to say something but was stopped by King Qian's Pavilion, at this time the prince needed to be quiet, so the group was quiet and unusually without the slightest movement, and even the footsteps were lightened for fear of disturbing the prince who was walking alone in front of him.

And everyone didn't notice that there was a man in red hidden under the big tree not far away, looking at the situation of the prince with worried eyes, and wanted to appear a few times, but he controlled himself, and now he knew that it was enough for the prince to be fine.

Nangong Qian looked at the big tree not far behind him, although he didn't see anything, he had a strong feeling that there was someone there, and he was a person with no malicious intent, this person should have come for the prince of death, looking at the prince in front of him, Nangong Qian felt that something was beyond his expectations.

Han Xuanhao looked at Nangong Qian, who suddenly turned around, and hid himself even deeper, and also understood that this Nangong Qian was extraordinary, as a killer, how good his concealment kung fu was, he knew very well that he could feel himself from such a distance, this Nangong Qian was too dangerous. So why did this Nangong Qian stay with the prince?

When he walked out of the mountains and forests, he saw a horse parked there, and he jumped on the horse and ran towards the prince's mansion. The horses may have sensed the evil spirit of the people above, and tore open their hooves and kept galloping, but fortunately it was night and there was no one on the street, otherwise I don't know what kind of damage would be done.

Because in front of the rampage, the neighing horses are followed by horses, and the speed is also not low. Hearing such a sound on this rainy night, many people closed their windows in fear.

Yan Wuxin returned to the Prince's Mansion and got off the horse directly, but he had just walked into the Prince's Mansion but was confronted by Ye Yizhe who came out. Ye Yizhe went out today to have something, and when he came back, he knew that something had happened to the prince, and he was just about to go out to look for it when he saw the prince who walked into the house.

How to describe it? Ye Yizhe thought that the prince had made him experience a feeling that he didn't have before, a feeling called heartache. The young man who was still energetic in the morning became much weaker at night, the rain on the hem of his clothes kept dripping on the floor of the prince's mansion, and there were still a lot of blood stains on his body, although it didn't look good if it wasn't the prince's, and the most important thing was that the eyes became extremely cold, and it seemed that no one could get into anything.

Just when Ye Yizhe was about to say something, he saw Prince Yan walking directly past Ye Yizhe's side, and the cold wind blew through Ye Yizhe's skin, making Ye Yizhe's brows furrow. Instead, I saw everyone walking into the prince's mansion one after another, and everyone's face was not good and worried, and even King Qian's eyes were looking at the prince who walked into the palace.

"What's wrong with the prince?" Phantom Moche asked Nangong Qian. After all, the only person who has been with the prince in today's accident is Nangong Qian, although he is a little dissatisfied with Nangong Qian and some of the princes, but this is not the time to be careful.

Ye Ye Zhe also looked at Nangong Qian, "The prince is not injured, but his qi and blood are a little unstable." But King Qian, you were injured, and it seems that it was not injured by someone else, if this divine doctor did not guess wrong, this should be the prince's doing! ”

Everyone looked at Nangong Qian's appearance, and then thought of Leng Yufeng's appearance of being attacked by the prince at the beginning, and they were all a little suspicious, but more worried. No one knew how such a prince was, so everyone looked at Nangong Qian.

Nangong Qian originally didn't want to tell everyone, he felt that this was a secret that belonged to him and Prince Yan, but thinking that if this situation happened again in the future, it was self-evident what would happen if he was not by Prince Yan's side, and these people really cared about Prince Yan, he didn't want to hide it.

"Thunder!" Nangong Qian looked at the dormitory and said, although there were only two words, everyone still understood the meaning. It was the thunder that made the prince look so abnormal, but everyone was even more surprised when they heard this explanation, a person was stimulated when he encountered an incident, and it was because it had given this person great pain and fear. So what happened to the prince on a rainy day with thunder that would make such a strong and cold prince become such an uncontrollable appearance?

The hearts of the four men ached at the same time, thinking that the prince had suffered too terrible things in the past, and they wanted to go back to the past to protect the prince, to bear so much pain for him, to heal those pains.

"Is there a way?" Leng Yufeng asked Ye Yizhe, after all, Ye Yizhe is a miracle doctor, and I don't know if there is a way to be afraid of this kind of heart.

Ye Yizhe shook his head, since he met the prince, he found that he couldn't do more things, the poison on the prince's body has not been unraveled, and now he has encountered another psychological pain of the prince, and it is also at this moment that Ye Yizhe understands that he is also small, and he has become humble in front of the people he cares about.

Ye Yizhe thought about it and walked into the prince's bedroom, not because of anything else but because the prince had some skin injuries that needed to be treated. Everyone watched Ye Yizhe walk into the prince's bedroom, praying in their hearts that he could get close to the prince, but when everyone heard the sound of things breaking inside, and even the prince had a violent voice in his voice, "Get out!" ”

Then everyone saw Ye Yizhe flying out of the prince's bedroom, and his expression was rare and stern.

"Get out!" Another voice came from the prince's bedroom, but this time it was the crowd standing outside the prince's bedroom.

"Let's go!" Ye Yizhe said, "The prince has nothing to do for the time being, and there will be no big problem after tonight." Now that we are standing here, it will affect the prince! With that, he took the lead in leaving here and returning to his courtyard, and the others also left, after all, what the divine doctor said was still somewhat convincing.

At this time, Yan Wuxin was sitting on the big bed, his soaked clothes were not changed, his hands wrapped around his knees, buried his little head between his arms, and locked himself in a world that belonged to him, which was pitiful and distressing, and even more distressed to the man who had been hiding in the prince's bedroom.

Han Xuanhao was even more worried because he knew that something was wrong with the prince, so he entered the prince's mansion in advance and hid in the prince's bedroom. If it were a normal prince, he would definitely find himself, but today's prince is obviously wrong, so he didn't find himself. Han Xuanhao watched the prince drive away the divine doctor, and watched the prince sit helplessly on the bed like a baby, Han Xuanhao's eyes were full of astringency.

"Don't! Don't..."A soft voice like a little milk cat sounded in the dormitory, Ye Yizhe couldn't help but slowly approach the prince anymore, he didn't have time to look at this first time to enter the prince's inner hall, he didn't have time to think about whether he would be hurt if the prince continued to go crazy, he only knew that he was very distressed, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

"Xin'er...", this can only be a title that swells in my heart in the middle of the night, and only at this time does Han Xuanhao dare to shout out, not the prince, not unintentional, just Xin'er. Han Xuanhao slowly approached Yan Wuxin, but found that the prince's whole body was hot, knowing that the prince had a high fever, Han Xuanhao panicked and wanted to find a miracle doctor, but was dragged by the prince's arm, and then Han Xuanhao felt that his neck was bitten hard.

Han Xuanhao felt that his skin had been opened, the blood flowed out, and then he was sucked by a gentle mouthful, he couldn't feel the pain, he could only feel that the naughty tongue was sucking his own blood, Han Xuanhao gently stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the prince's back, but the prince suddenly raised his head.

The prince's eyes turned black and terrifying, but his pale face turned red from high fever, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding from Han Xuanhao's blood, which looked not only evil but also weird, like a vampire in the dark night.

"What do you want to do?" A light, hollow voice rang out.

Han Xuanhao was about to explain but was kicked out of bed by the prince, but fortunately, the prince is much better now, so he didn't kill him, or in the prince's heart, he still had a concern for the man in red that he didn't know.

"Unintentional..."Han Xuanhao wanted to say something, but he saw that the prince closed his eyes, and the intention of refusal was very obvious, Han Xuanhao knew that if he didn't leave, the consequences would be to do it with the prince.

"Wuxin, you have a fever!"

“…。”

Han Xuan sighed, "I'll leave now, you take good care of yourself..."

When Han Xuanhao left, the eyelashes on the bed flashed slightly, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then stretched out his tongue to lick his fingers to lick the blood into his mouth, those eyes seemed to have accumulated all the aura between heaven and earth, deep like a clear spring, crystal clear, pure and pure like a baby.

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