Chapter 95: Cruel Prince 44

Tang Wan patted his back lightly, and said softly, "Okay, let's take a shower first. Isn't it uncomfortable to be bloodied?"
Feng Qitong just let go of her and walked towards the tub.
But this time, he changed the water twice before finally washing the blood off his body.
Looking at the bright red bath water that was dyed, Tang Wan felt a little heavy.
Although I couldn't see the battle last night with my own eyes, I could infer from the blood on Feng Qitong's body how cruel the battle last night was.
After wringing Feng Qitong's hair with a cotton pad, Tang Wan filled him with a bowl of soup to drive away the cold, and took care of it herself.
Before long, Feng Qitong went out again.
After he left, Tang Wan said to Little Cutie: "Little Cutie, what's the matter with Feng Qitong? Is he sick today?"
Upon hearing this, Little Cutie quickly replied: "Yes, the host! Blood and killing will expand Feng Qitong's inner violence factor. In the original plot, he will go crazy after a year, and this is also the reason."
"Then what should I do?"
A war almost wiped out the results of her months of kissing and hugging. If there are more wars, her role will be limited, right?
Little cutie hurriedly said: "The host doesn't need to worry, as long as you stay by his side, it's okay to clear his violent emotions all the time! Feng Qitong knows this, and if something is wrong, he will come to you ! So the host only needs to practice the 108th formula and wait for him to find you!"
Tang Wan:...
Ha ha!
Are you already impure? Have you made it?
I think you should change your name to the little dirty woman!
...
However, even though Tang Wan did not agree on her face, at night, she took the initiative to reach out and touch Feng Qitong's chest.
Feng Qitong was surprised.
He has been pestering Tang Wan after being married for so long, and she has never taken the initiative.
Tang Wan seemed to be aware of Feng Qitong's surprise. For a while, she couldn't help her cheeks being hot, and she felt ashamed.
But still whispered to Feng Qitong: "Husband, I heard that seeing too much blood tends to accumulate negative emotions, but just let it out..."
Feng Qitong immediately understood what she meant.
In the next second, she rolled over and pressed herself against Tang Wan.
"Wanwan..." Feng Qitong called out her name and bowed his head.
When he came back in the morning, he thought so.
But at that time, he was in a bad state, afraid of hurting her, and even made her mistakenly think that he let her come over to let her vent her fire, so he held back.
She didn't expect to see it all.
The big palm lingered on Tang Wan, Feng Qitong was obviously very anxious, but his movements were extremely gentle.
He really fell on her.
Even on the bed now, I can't bear to use a little more energy on her.
...
The next day.
When Feng Qitong woke up, his eyes were full of clarity, and the irritability and irritability that had emerged yesterday was wiped out.
After a light peck on Tang Wan's lips, he lightly got out of bed and dressed, and before going out, he ordered the maid to take care of her.
Seeing Feng Qitong came out, the Seventh Prince leaned forward immediately, "Brother Emperor, are you all right?"
The condition of the emperor brother yesterday really scared him.
Since the outbreak of the war, he has been killing the enemy, as if tirelessly. Finally, after general statistics, he killed almost three or four thousand people by himself last night.
But after daybreak, he didn't seem to kill enough, his eyes were bloodthirsty and he looked at himself.
Fortunately, he didn't really cut off his own people.
...
"Lonely, have you found the rape?" Feng Qitong asked.
The seventh prince nodded immediately, "Well, I have a clue."