Chapter 417: struggle

When this question appeared in the adjutant's mind, he said smoothly: "My lord, is that Dieyi?"
As soon as these words fell, Qin Che stopped, while Han Fei stiffened angrily.
She didn't understand what she was angry at.
Does Dieyi seem to prove something just because the first person the other person thinks of is Dieyi?
Thinking about it this way, it's so stupid, so I'm so angry that I'm so stupid.
Han Fei closed her eyes and laughed at herself silently, but her eyes were blocked and she did not see Qin Che's expression at the moment.
The adjutant was stiff. When he was stared at by those eyes, the adjutant thought he was going to die. This feeling was like dying. He believed that he had fought blood with the prince on the battlefield, and he hadn't experienced any big winds and waves. , But never met such a sense of threat that is about to die.
Qin Che's eyes were red and black, just staring at him so quietly, and then whispered: "No."
It was just two words, but it seemed like a century had passed. Even if Qin Che had gone far, far away, the adjutant still didn't recover, and fell to the ground embarrassedly, but his back was all over. Cold sweat.
The entire camp had seen King Qin coming back with a man in his hand.
All the soldiers were stunned.
When King Qin, who has always been self-controlling, did such an extraordinary move? Come back holding a person in the crowd?
Not to mention that the gentle posture does not show the momentum of beheading the enemy on the battlefield!
Are they dazzled, or the sky has changed, or is it... King Qin’s peach blossoms?
When Die Yi heard the whispered comments outside, she was a little bit disbelief. She opened the curtain and ran over, just to see King Qin holding Han Fei into the tent from the back. Then the curtain was lowered and nothing was seen.
Dieyi was blindfolded suddenly, as if something was about to be lost. She couldn't calm down anymore and set off to chase after her, but when she approached the tent, she was stopped by the guards.
Die Yi was angry and said: "Get out! I want to go in!"
The guards were selfless, and did not relax at all because Dieyi was a woman, saying: "The prince said, no one can approach tonight."
Die Yi snorted in her heart and became more panicked, and said: "Don't you know who I am?! You dare to stop me! I'll tell the prince! Get out! I want to go in!"
"Please don't embarrass us. If the prince blames it, we will not be able to do it. The order is so, please don't force the girl in Dieyi."
Seeing that the guards were not eating, Dieyi's expression was about to cry, she gritted her teeth, turned her head and ran away, she was going to find grandfather! Absolutely not! Qin Che can't be with other women!
After seeing Die Yi running away, the two guards both showed sympathy and exchanged a few words secretly.
"Tsk tusk, this Dieyi girl has been so long, still don't understand what the prince means?"
"I'm afraid I just understand and pretend to be confused."
"That's too pitiful. The good girl doesn't care about any face, who dares to ask for it."
"Shhh, stop talking, that's not our responsibility."
Inside the tent.
Han Fei was put on a soft mattress, and then the cloak on her body was pulled away. She gasped and stared at Qin Che, and said, "What on earth do you want to do?!"
Qin Che didn't speak, but got up and poured water to Han Fei and drank it. Han Fei wanted to refuse, but she still swallowed it stubbornly. After tossing all the way, she died of thirst.
After feeding the water, Qin Che sat down like this. He didn't know when he was holding a dilapidated book in his hand. Then he waved his hand and hugged Han Fei directly. The whole person was surrounded in his arms and very domineering. It's fixed, and there is no room for rejection.
Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was uncomfortable to be held in this way, it was much better than what she had expected.
Qin Che just lowered his eyes, quietly looking at the book in his hand, very absorbed.
Han Fei tried to break through the acupuncture points again, but after failing, she really gave up. Then she twisted her head slightly, and she felt Qin Che's breath blow down on the top of her head. The hot, his breath, flows slowly in her ears.
After Han Fei imagined their pose at the moment for a moment, his face instantly blushed, and the whole blush was very charming, and couldn't help saying: "Qin Che! Can you let go of your hand? If you have anything to say, let's say this. It's not good to hug and hug!"
Qin Che finally moved the realization away, but as soon as he spoke, the hoarse aura in his tone betrayed his calm face.
"If you want to do something else, then please tell me."
Han Fei's face stiffened, she suddenly understood what other things in his words meant.
Han Fei obediently said nothing, now Qin Che was not the one she knew, she accepted it.
When Han Fei finally calmed down, the atmosphere in the tent had a strange sense of warmth, and the two figures nestled together seemed very harmonious.
Han Fei glanced boredly at the book in Qin Che's hand, and was a little surprised. It was a book about marching formations. It was about a very old formation, which was very difficult and very rare. The requirements are very high.
Han Fei couldn't help watching it seriously.
Qin Che’s light saw Han Fei’s little head slowly approaching the book in his hand. He smiled silently and moved the book in his hand farther away. As expected, Han Fei’s head also moved away. It's a bit scary.
The smile on Qin Che's mouth deepened, and the violent mood tumbling in his body was almost suppressed.
Han Fei wouldn't know what he could almost do to her when he was just beside the river.
But no matter which Qin Che is, he knows that once he does it, nothing can be undone between them.
The two of them just looked at this book of war in this way, with the same serious expressions. They didn't have the arrogance and domineering when they were by the river. Time passed slowly, and Han Fei couldn't hold back the sleepiness after all. So fell asleep deeply in Qin Che's arms.
Qin Che put down the book in his hand and moved his eyes to Han Fei's face.
Those big eyes that had always been radiant had been closed at this moment, and the extremely beautiful face had a quietness that had never been seen in the day, but it seemed to have a special charm.
Qin Che couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently touched her warm cheek.
The temperature from his fingertips seemed to burn Qin Che, and his eyes slowly deepened.
"Fatty..."
He called out this name, gentle and lingering, seemingly with a little nostalgia.
Qin Che didn't know what he needed to do to suppress the darkest thoughts in his heart.
"Sure enough, do you want to come out..."