He went over first, picked up Wang Siyu from the ground, and threw her directly into Zhui Feng's arms.

"Zhui Feng, take Wang Siyu away."

Wen Qi and Yesichen fought against each other.

The situation is tense.

When these words came out, Wen Wanqiu interpreted another profound meaning in her mind.

That is, Ye Sichen loves Wang Siyu so much that he cannot bear to let her get hurt and wants to protect her.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking pain swept through Wen Wanqiu's whole body, and the sadness in her heart towards Ye Sichen was even greater than before. This man had never loved her.

At this time, Zhuifeng received the order and quickly came towards Wang Siyu on the ground.

After all, Zhui Feng was really frightened to see Doctor Shan, who had always been gentle, now acting violently.

"Hanshuang, stop us." Wen Qi ordered sharply.

Hanshuang flew directly in front of Zhui Feng. Neither of them wanted to give in and started to fight directly.

When Ye Sichen saw that the situation was not good, he flew forward and stopped in front of Wang Siyu.

A pair of dim watery eyes were looking at the unruly and stern Ye Sichen quietly at this moment, standing in front of the scarred woman.

Sure enough, Ye Sichen still loved that woman.

Suddenly, a chill came quietly from the limbs, slowly freezing Wen Wanqiu's heart.

Everything here was no longer important. Wen Wanqiu seemed to have suddenly thought about it. Seeing the angry look on her third brother's face, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Wen Wanqiu made all the mistakes she made along the way, but her brothers had to bear all the pain, which made her feel deeply remorseful.

Now, Wen Wanqiu just wants to return to the sky and spend this tender life with her brothers.

Seeing the tenderness of Ye and Sichen gradually, Wen Wanqiu shouted: "Brother, I want to go home."

Rao was an angry and bloodthirsty Wen Qi. After hearing Wen Wanqiu's call, he immediately returned to his former gentleness. He turned to Wen Wanqiu and smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll take Qiu'er home."

After saying that, without looking back, he put his hand on Wen Wanqiu's shoulder and waited for her to leave the Night King's Mansion resolutely.

It's not that Wen Qi doesn't want to take action, it's just that he doesn't want Wen Wanqiu to be sad. But he remembers that woman, and she has a long time to come.

After Wen Wanqiu called out Doctor Shan, she never looked at Ye Sichen again until the two of them disappeared.

At this time, Ye Sichen was as if he was frozen by thunder. Wen Wanqiu's words of "Brother" and "I want to go home" kept swirling in his mind.

It turns out that everything was wrong on her part. She should have thought long ago how a woman like Wen Wanqiu could be so intimate with another man.

Thinking of the previous fight with Wen Wanqiu over Doctor Shan, Ye Sichen's heart was filled with hatred for himself.

Although Ye Sichen now knew that he was wrong, it was too late. Wen Wanqiu had already had the idea of ​​returning to Cangqiong.

Seeing what the good doctor did today, he would definitely not let Wen Wanqiu stay in Dazhou.

His dark eyes glanced at Wang Siyu, who was dying on the ground, and then turned to the bedroom. No one saw his panicked steps and how messy he was.

Wen Qi took Wen Wanqiu back to the princess mansion.

Hanshuang immediately rushed to get the medicine box.

Wen Qi carefully applied medicine and bandage to her sister, with anger visible in her eyes.

"Brother, they are not worthy of your taking action." Wen Wanqiu's voice was light, as if she was saying this to herself.

As he spoke, big tears fell from his eyes.

"This bastard, he actually protected Wang Siyu, he actually dared to protect Wang Siyu!"

When the maid was happy, her status was low and she could not get into the eyes of the King of the Night. Now that she is a princess, she is still not as good as Wang Siyu.

This deep sense of frustration directly drove Wen Wanqiu into the abyss.

Pain spread all over her body, so densely that even breathing hurt.

I was so choked that I couldn't even cry.

Wen Qi's trembling fingertips gently rested on Wen Wanqiu's back, feeling heartbroken and said, "You are the most precious treasure of the sky that was only born three days after my mother had a difficult labor. I will never allow anyone to bully you. Ye Sichen will die!"

"Third brother will send them all to hell, don't worry." He whispered to Wen Wanqiu as if he was swearing, with a solemn tone.

Hanshuang, who was standing outside, immediately bowed a little deeper.

She had grown up in the palace and had never seen His Highness so angry.

This bridge has been completely closed.

Finally, Wen Qi gave Wen Wanqiu some soothing medicine and she fell asleep.

Outside the door, Ye Sichen stood in the steady autumn rain, holding a purple and gold brocade box.

"Is she okay?"

The next second, Wen Qi's feet were like wind and he rushed forward.

A punch hit Yesi Chen's handsome face.

"Ye Sichen, no matter what the reason is, if you dare to hurt my sister, you will die." He lowered his voice, like a wild beast roaring.

Ye Sichen saw the killing intent in his eyes.

There was not the slightest intention to fight back.

Wen Qi was allowed to punch him several times to vent his anger.

His heart was like a thousand horses and a chariot. Suddenly, a fishy-sweet feeling rushed into his heart, rushing straight into his mouth, and was suppressed by him.

The discomfort in his body and the injury in his soul made Ye Sichen feel dizzy.

Until Wen Qi punched her face again, he caught it with his big palm and held it tightly.

Wen Qizai has some skills in his body, but Ye Sichen is a war king who has made great military exploits for the Zhou Dynasty, is majestic, and is in charge of life and death!

"Ye Sichen, what's the matter? Are you unwilling to die?" Wen Qi was really angry.

The silver needle hidden in the fingertips is ready to shoot out in the next second.

Today, even if he risked his life, he would take away Wen Wanqiu, the sister he held dear to his heart.

The blood on his sister's forehead broke all his gentleness and kindness.

For Wen Wanqiu, he can become a bloodthirsty executioner!

"Sorry, I want to meet her."

"Absolutely impossible!" Wen Qi glared.

Ye Sichen sighed, "I'm offended."

He was extremely fast, like a ghost. He broke through the double obstacles of warmth and frost in an instant, got directly into the door, and locked the door with a wave of his hand.

No matter how much the two people outside shouted and beat, they couldn't open it.

He couldn't hit her hard, for fear of startling Wen Wanqiu.

Ye Sichen strode over and saw Wen Wanqiu's quiet and pale face, swaying like catkins, but his heart ached inexplicably.

I've never had this feeling before.

My head, eroded by the poison, felt another burst of pain.

Why, the little girl wearing a white dress appeared again in the fragmented memory fragment in my mind.

hiss!

He twisted his handsome face in pain.

He forcefully suppressed the poison with internal force, and then put the best golden sore medicine on her body.

"sorry."

He looked deeply at the little woman in front of him.

The memory fragments in his head gradually overlapped with the little woman in front of him.

"This, this is absolutely impossible."

As if he noticed something, Ye Sichen suddenly covered his heart and hurriedly ran out of Wen Wanqiu's boudoir.

Wen Qi could not stop her outside and hurriedly came in to check on her little sister.

But he found a jade pendant under his feet.

"Is this my little sister's?"
Chapter completed!