Chapter 238: His embarrassment

Haifeng glanced at the floor silently, but his heart was infinitely sad.
When he tells the situation of Girl Han, he is ready, and the prince will prepare desperately.
As early as the beginning, Haifeng had thought about whether the existence of Girl Han was the tribulation of the prince, whether it would destroy the prince, or recreate the tribulation of the prince.
But... this robbery is always too big, the name of the demon girl is deducted, and the ending of Girl Han can be imagined. There is no shortage of people in this palace who have been executed because of strange power and chaos.
Haifeng originally wanted to conceal the news, but in the end he said it, and the prince was really crazy as he expected, and even wanted to expose all his forces desperately.
For the first time, Hayate disobeyed the prince's order, only he knew how long the prince had arranged for everything now, how long he had been strategizing, and even struggling to survive in the palace with humiliation.
Now is not the best time at all. There is only one result of premature exposure, and that is destruction.
Jifeng still remembers that Yun Tao once asked the prince in tears, asking, why do you care about girl Han so much, but you still show that you don't care, even in front of girl Han, you can even say to marry someone else?
It was too late for Hayate to stop, and Wang Ye gave the answer.
‘If I am now unable to protect her, all I can do is to set up a shield for her. ’
And Li Xiangjun is the shield.
The Emperor Qin would never allow the prince to marry, let alone a candidate who was named by the prince himself. There was only one ending for Li Xiangjun, anyone could guess.
The opening of the Palace of Ama was not for the relationship between the prince and the elder prince. As early as the beginning, the final hurdle was set to send all the show girls to death, in order to clean up the legacy of the court. The Qin emperor’s methods became more and more aggressive , Almost the whole country has been determined by him, and the ministers who were once set by the emperor to supervise the country have been banned one by one by the plan of the Emperor Qin, forming an empty shell.
The Emperor Qin was too powerful, and the power and methods of the prince could not be matched for the time being. Haifeng preferred his own defiance of the order in exchange for the death penalty, and he also obliged to kneel on the ground and request the withdrawal of the order to force the palace to rescue Han Fei.
Even Jifeng didn't understand that the prince was so suspicious, but in the midst of repeated doubts, he still spared no effort to hide Girl Han, even if no one knew, even Girl Han himself had misunderstood.
While unable to restrain the doubt, while unable to restrain the protection.
Such a contradictory and antagonistic prince has never seen before.
Haifeng was silent, withdrew his divergent thoughts, and slowly returned to the door with the word ‘roll’ from the prince, defending firmly.
At this end, after everyone retreated, only Han Fei and Qin Che remained alone.
Han Fei's mood is very complicated, she has never seen such an angry prince.
As if even the cold breath of the past had turned into a low pressure, she couldn't help but float closer, looking at the mask on the male god's face, wishing to take it off immediately, to take a good look at what his look was like at the moment.
But she can't do it.
Her fingers passed directly through his face.
Han Fei withdrew his hand in a daze, and slowly clenched it into a fist, her eyes couldn't stop sadness, yes, she is now in the state of soul body, she can't touch it at all.
Han Fei never felt that the distance between her and the male would be so far away. The far away was clearly close at hand but could never be touched. He would never know, she was standing in front of him.
Han Fei reddened her eyes and couldn't help shouting, "Qin Che, look at me, look at me..."
Of course, her cry was like a stone falling into the sea without any waves.
Han Fei's heartache was terrible, so she suppressed her crazy thoughts and looked at the male quietly. She didn't know why the male had such a bad temper, and she didn't understand why Haifeng had the thought of death.
After a while, a breeze blew into the window, blowing Qin Che's hair up, and the loose white ribbon wrapped around his black hair was blown away, fluttering. Flew up.
A pale and slender hand suddenly stretched out, seeming to want to grab the silk ribbon.
Han Fei's eyes widened, trying to grab the silk ribbon, but her hand passed, but Qin Che's hand caught a hole, and there was a sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.
Han Fei shouted: "Qin Che!!!"
At this moment, Qin Che fell to the ground, his wheelchair turned over, hair draped over his shoulders, but the mask quietly fell off, and the silver mask rolled to the other side gruntingly.
He covered his face with one hand, blocking the face that was not covered by a mask, but the leaked part was very white.
Han Fei was anxious. She wanted to reach out to help him up, but she forgot that she was a soul at this moment. She could only pass through in vain. She trembled so panicked that she couldn't control it, and she shouted: "Qin Che, Qin Che, are you okay, don't scare me, get up quickly, why are you going to catch it! That's just a ribbon! I can give you countless pieces! Are you stupid! Qin Che!"
A wry smile slowly overflowed.
"Really... So, it's like this again."
Han Fei stared at him stupidly, looking down at his head, while drops of blood fell to the ground from between his fingers, smudging into dazzling red circles.
Han Fei's heart ached suddenly, painful, even more painful than being drawn by the golden light of a bald donkey.
"The things I treasure will leave one by one."
Qin Che slowly raised his head, his helpless face still bleeding from his hands. It turned out that during the fall just now, his forehead hit the foot of the table on the ground, he broke a hole, and was dripping. blood.
His other hand, still stubbornly stretched out, seems to want to pick up the white ribbon that fell on the ground.
But the ribbon is always a distance from his fingertips.
He stretched his arms desperately, spreading his fingers, as if he was going to get the silk ribbon.
But his lower body couldn't move, he fell to the ground, his pale thin lips pressed tightly, as if he was enduring great pain.
Han Fei couldn't help yelling: "Don't pick it up! Qin Che! Don't pick it up! I'll tell you to stop! Stop!"
Qin Che was still wriggling his already mutilated body, approaching little by little. Those eyes that appeared between his fingers were filled with almost pathological obstinacy, full of them, and nothing else.
"Qin Che! Enough! Enough! Qin Che!"
Han Fei cried, tears falling down, and she couldn't wipe it off.
She shouted in her heart...
It shouldn't be like this!
The male in her mind shouldn't be like this!
He is aloof!
He is cold and indifferent!
He shouldn't be treated like this male god!
Just like when he first saw him, he was like a god, watching the world, and the scenes in the world were nothing but coldness in his eyes.
Han Fei was crying hard and her eyes were dim. She stretched out her hand desperately, trying to lift him up, trying to lift up the man she loved so much, but her hand still penetrated again and again.
Han Fei collapsed.
His arrogance shouldn't become the creeping ants like it is now!
Just for the silk ribbon she made by herself!