"But what if he is hungry and thinks of me, can you protect me?" Qi Fei seemed to ask him, and it seemed like he was analyzing the problem. "I am not grateful to you, Your Highness, and you should not be worried about me."

Qi Fei is telling the truth. They really don’t have that big friendship. If they talk about the relationship, she is still the life-saving grace of the Seventh Prince. At this moment, she hopes that she has saved the second prince, so that she will leave with him with peace of mind. Of course, there is another reason. She does not have that strong confidence in the second prince and feels that he cannot deal with the Seventh Prince.

The second prince's eyes looked like a rook, as if he had seen through her heart, and a faint smile appeared on his gentle face: "Do you know why the Seventh Emperor kept you in Chengfu Palace?"

"For my chubbyness," Qi Fei said with a sarcastic remark, "I think I'm quite skinny."

The second prince shook his head without any objection: "It seems that you are really scared. You shouldn't just use your eyes, you should use your heart... The Seventh Prince is a pitiful person."

Qi Fei didn't quite understand.

Looking at the essence through phenomena? Is he just because of emptiness, loneliness and pitifulness?

Or is it because the blood that can detoxify on his body needs human blood to maintain?

But no matter what, I can give him sympathy, but I definitely don't want to give him life.

If you feed the tiger with your body, you can't do it yourself.

"What do you mean by your highness?" Qi Fei asked in confusion.

The second prince was about to speak when he suddenly looked behind her. Qi Fei felt bad intuition. As soon as she turned around, a gust of fishy wind blew into her face, and then she was pulled into her arms. The stronger smell made her dizzy and almost fainted.

Bloody clothes, demon eyes, who is not the Seventh Prince?

He hugged Qi Fei very tightly, and the blood on his face had been wiped clean, no longer so ferocious and terrifying. He just thought that his hands had just tear a living person open, and he was not in a mood to act with her.

But her struggle was useless, and she didn't say a word, and she was dragged forward half-tugged. The people on both sides of the road were frightened and hid as much as possible. Some people even buried their faces in the wall, like geckos, wishing they could turn into gleaming and drill into the wall directly.

Soon, Fei Tianli was waiting there. When they got on the car, the seventh prince drove Qi Fei away. Qi Fei retreated again and again, looking at him vigilantly. He looked at him with a dark face. He didn't look at Qi Fei, but just stared at his hands. The blood on his hands was still dry, but it had turned into black and purple, dripping on the pure white carpet in the car, like a little plum blossom was blooming. Qi Fei dared not move. She was afraid that he would tear her back. For him, he did not hold him accountable for escaping. Qi Fei was also puzzled. The car was not anxious or slow, and the horse's hooves broke the inside of the car.

Quiet also knocked Qi Fei's heart. The seventh prince sitting quietly like a stone sculpture on the opposite side seemed to be covered with a layer of sorrow and mist. Such a strong sadness was faintly revealed. Qi Fei looked at him and felt sad slowly. The seventh prince opposite was no longer a cannibal demon, but a child abandoned by his mother. Sitting there, at a loss, and this abandoned child could not listen to the evil words others had to say to his mother. He was protecting his mother, although he didn't know where the woman was now...

"Everything will be fine..." Qi Fei said quietly, as if comforting him, or as if comforting himself.
Chapter completed!