Sang Zhi’s gentle face was startled, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: “You don’t want me to be with you?”
“I still have some things to do.”
“Whatever you want to do, I’ll help you.”
“Just little things.”
“Eighth Prince, you must come back to Beili with me. If you stay with Qian Ning, it will be like having a few more pairs of eyes around Qian Ning. You don’t want her every move to be reported back to Beili.” Zhan Chi. It means something.
Sang Zhi’s expression turned gloomy: “I will take care of it.”
The mouth of the dead is the most severe.
“What the Eighth Prince wants to do, but after returning to Beili, you must come back to Beijing with me now. If you insist, you will only bring trouble to her.” Zhan Chi no longer cared about etiquette, and his voice was filled with anger.
“father…”
“Don’t interrupt.” Zhan Chi glared at her.
Ye Qianning pursed her lips and said nothing. This was the first time Zhan Chi had scolded her and got so angry in front of her.
“good.”
Sang Zhi’s red eyes surged, and there was a cold look on his face.
He really needs to clean up the people around him…
“Xianhai Tower has been taken out. The Eighth Prince will follow me back to the inn now.” Zhan Chi could not tolerate him staying with his daughter for any longer.
Zhan Chi looked at Ye Qianning.
“Dad Gu and I will leave the city tomorrow to visit the fourth wife.” Ye Qianning said.
Zhan Chi put his hands on Sang Zhi’s arms, unable to tolerate his refusal: “Eighth Prince, let’s go.”
Sang Zhi turned around and said, “I’ll take you out of the city tomorrow.”
Ye Qianning: “Okay.”
Zhan Chi half-tugged, half-tugged and quickly took Sang Zhi out. He was still making love to his daughter in front of him. He might have been there for a long time while he was away… He thought of Sang Zhi’s smile when he just entered the room.
Zhan Chi felt even more depressed, and he tightened his grip on Sang Zhi’s hand—
Ye Qianning stood in the room, raised his hand and pressed his head. It was rare for Zhan Chi to get angry.
The four royal hidden guards around Sang Zhi are all top-notch, and their kung fu is higher than that of Du Yi and the others. It would be really difficult for them to take action.
Her next trip is indeed not suitable for those people to know.
“The Eighth Prince is gone?” Mr. Chen came in and looked a little unhappy.
“My father Zhan dragged him away.” Ye Qianning took out the teapot, took out the cup and put it down: “Master, have you finished packing everything?”
“There’s nothing to pack, just a few books. I asked people to put them in the car.” Mr. Chen walked over and sat down.
“Well, is Master’s matter settled?”
Mr. Chen’s face was ugly: “Master Zhang went to the Zhan family via the capital. A few days later, Master Zhang’s body appeared in Hanoi, west of the city.”
Ye Qianning was shocked, with disbelief in his eyes: “Master Zhang is dead? Who did it?”
“The Zhan family is still investigating. Dachun said it was the day before he came to the capital.” Dean Chen thought for a while and said, “Girl, Dachun and I will go to the capital together.”
Ye Qianning was very sad about Master Zhang’s death, not to mention Master, but…
“Master, please wait for me for two months. As long as it takes two months, I will let you go to Beili openly.”
“Hey, what about reputation and scolding? I don’t care about that as a teacher.” Mr. Chen is also almost a hundred years old. When he was young, he pursued fame and fortune, and when he is old, he also pursues fame.
But in the past ten years, he has seen more than when he was young, and his life has become more and more transparent, and finally he feels indifferent.
“I care, and I believe Master Zhang cares too. He definitely doesn’t want Master to be reviled and slandered by the world. Master, Master has taught me and is very important to me. I will definitely find out about his death.”
(End of chapter)