The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

Chapter 11 Empathy
Prince Fei Naer frowned. Thinking of what the captain of the personal guard said just now, he snorted coldly and raised his chin. The phoenix mask on his nose trembled slightly with her movements as if flying high, revealing a sense of arrogance and disdain: "Huh , acting so infatuated with Rourou's child, and saying that this life is not Rourou's marriage, originally the prince changed his opinion of him, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

Prince Feina'er didn't know what he thought of. He turned his head and glanced at her husband who had been silent all the time. Although his presence was extremely low, like her shadow, he still couldn't hide his handsome face.

Hum, man.

Prince Feiner closed his eyes.

However, which family's child could make that cold-blooded dog so moved?Even Rourou's child didn't dare to be so rampant when he was most favored by the devil.

Or is there some conspiracy...

Prince Fina'er, who had been in the center of power for a long time, subconsciously preferred the second idea.

She frowned, as if thinking of something, her face was gloomy for a moment, she was frightened by a thought that suddenly flashed by herself, the face under the mask twisted a few times, the fine lines at the corners of the forehead and the corners of the eyes deepened a little.

But it was fleeting, and Prince Feiner quickly returned to normal.

impossible.

She did this matter in an extremely secretive way, except for himself, not even his close followers, including her husband, knew about it.No matter how sophisticated Zhong Jinping's methods are, it's impossible to know, and he doesn't have the ability to predict.

Prince Fei Naer smiled slightly, showing his usual pride and nobility, raised his hand, raised his chin and said: "The Patriarch of the Zhong family probably wants to play a joke on Rou Rou, after all Rou Rou has ignored him for several days. Well, noble ladies should be sought after, but it's a pity that the Patriarch of the Zhong family is not good at pleasing ladies, I'm afraid Rou Rou won't even bother to talk to him."

The subtext is that just now Zhong Jinping's abnormal behavior under the watchful eyes of everyone was for Yuan Rourou, playing hard to get, trying to arouse her attention and jealousy.

The more Prince Feiner talked, the more he felt that this possibility was even greater.

She has always been very proud. She personally taught Yuan Rourou, who was no less noble than a princess, to fascinate this vicious dog of the empire, so she was constrained by her everywhere.

Before Zhong Jinping wanted to marry Yuan Rourou, Prince Fei Naer claimed [-]% of the power of the Zhong family, and they ended up breaking up.

This farce was probably deliberately played for her, pretending to have another new love, and not paying much attention to Yuan Rourou.Do you think you can easily marry Rourou?
ridiculous!

Prince Fei Na'er thought he had seen through Zhong Jinping's thoughts, and the contempt in his green eyes could not be hidden.

Her words sounded so naive and ridiculous, they didn't sound like Zhong Jinping at all.But Zhong Jinping did hold Yuan Rourou in his hand before, pampering and indulging, not to mention that His Royal Highness the Prince with the highest status at the banquet said so, no matter what he thought in his heart, the surrounding guests showed a very cooperative smile.

"Miss Yuan is still infinitely charming."

"So it's all for the beauty."

"No wonder no wonder..."

"Master Zhong left so soon, probably because he didn't see Miss Yuan."

"Miss Yuan is worthy of being the pearl of the empire, she is outstandingly beautiful."

"It's still Yuan's family who taught her daughter well. I heard that Miss Yuan grew up in the Prince's Mansion when she was a child. It's still His Royal Highness and the Prince's husband who taught her well."

As he talked, he started to praise Yuan Jia and Yuan Rourou, and indirectly flattered Prince Fei Na'er and the prince's husband who had a very low sense of presence next to her.

Prince Fei Na'er's husband is from the Yuan family, and is Yuan Rourou's second uncle. Because of this relationship, the Yuan family has always been in close contact with the prince.

Because Prince Fei Na'er has no children, he dotes on the nephews of the Yuan family very much, especially Yuan Rourou, the most beautiful eldest daughter of the Yuan family's generation, who has frequented the Prince's mansion since she was a child, and Prince Fei Na'er treats her as her own She also attaches great importance to her marriage.

Yuan Rourou's ex-fiancé, Gu Yanheng, was carefully selected by Prince Fei Naer to marry Yuan Rourou.The Gu family was originally one of the three great nobles in the empire, and they had always been close to the Prince's Mansion.

The band on the stage played soft music, and the banquet hall resumed its bustle, revealing what happened just now.

With Zhong Jinping leading her, Ye Luo left the Prince's Mansion in a hurry.

There are a few low-key black cars on the side of the road that have been waiting for a long time. They look low-key, but the big red Zhong family emblem pattern on the car is unassuming and domineering, as if soaked in blood, exuding a biting aura.

"Patriarch." The guards of the Zhong family who had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward to salute respectfully. From the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of the girl who was almost held in the arms of their patriarch, and the ten fingers of the two intertwined. They all showed shocking and unbelievable colors.

Are they dazzled, or is the Patriarch in front of him impersonated?
If this girl was Miss Yuan Rourou, they might not have been so surprised.After all, the head of the family made exceptions again and again for the sake of Miss Yuan Rourou, no matter how abnormal it was, there were examples to follow.

But the girl in front of me, although wearing half a mask, can't see her face, but she has short shoulder-length black hair, which is obviously not Miss Yuan Rourou with golden soft long hair, a very strange face, and a pair of exposed black eyes There was disgust and vague hatred in the eyes.

Hatred!

The head of the guard is Zhong Jinping's confidant, a civilian officer who has retired from the battlefield, and has always been very sensitive to people's emotions and killing intent.

He stared at this girl who made him feel very bad with sharp eyes, without any doubt in his heart, if given the chance, this girl would definitely kill the Patriarch!
"Patriarch, this is..." He couldn't control his fingers, ready to touch Wu at his waist, once he threatened the Patriarch, he would be killed without mercy!

This girl felt very dangerous to him, with slightly callused fingers and walking posture, it was obvious that her strength was not low.Especially when the young girl looked at the Patriarch, the strong hatred in her eyes was undisguised.

Even the extremely arrogant Miss Yuan Rourou, who claims to hate the Patriarch to the bone and clamors to kill the Patriarch from time to time, doesn't have such real hatred in her eyes.

"She is my wife, the future mistress of the Zhong family." With a smile on his face, Zhong Jinping stretched out his hand to take off the mask on Ye Luo's face, and held Ye Luo's waist close to his chest in an intimate and ambiguous manner, not caring about such things at all. In an unguarded state of intimacy, she might stab him with a knife.

His eyes greedily fell in love with her face, even though this face had long been deeply engraved in his mind for countless nights.

The head of the guard and his team were stunned by these words, and their minds went blank for a moment. Before they could react, Ye Luo turned her wrist, and a dagger with a cold light was firmly pressed against Zhong Jinping's neck.

"To shut up!"

"stop!"

The chief guard's voice sounded at the same time as Ye Luo's, and at the same time, rows of cold muzzles aimed at Ye Luo.

"Let go of the Patriarch!" The head of the guard is a middle-aged man with rigid facial features and a scar across his face. The evil aura from the battlefield makes his whole face serious and cold, full of killing intent. When he is gloomy, he reveals a strong emotion Deterrence, the eyes are like thunder and lightning.

Ye Luo ignored him and fixed her eyes on Zhong Jinping.

Zhong Jinping was calm, with a smile on his lips, as if he was not the one who was threatened with his life. He turned his head and glanced at the guards, and ordered: "Put down your weapons, who will allow you to be disrespectful to the mistress?"

The head of the guard frowned, and put down his weapon despite the absolute obedience of the Patriarch.

Zhong Jinping didn't pay attention to the dagger that could take his life if he moved forward half a centimeter, raised a hand to touch the corner of Ye Luo's tight lips, and caressed her lips intimately, a little pale , but still soft and sweet, I don’t know what I recalled, Zhong Jinping’s eyes deepened, he rolled a few times against the dagger’s throat, and said dumbly: “Luoluo, don’t make trouble.”

Ye Luo's whole body was forced to stick tightly to her, feeling the scorching heat on his body, and trembling violently.

She gritted her teeth tightly, the hatred in her eyes condensed into burning flames, almost gushing out.

kill him!

Must kill him!

Otherwise, when she was reborn, she would only experience repeated nightmares. In her previous life, she tried every means to get rid of revenge by committing suicide. In this life, unless she killed Zhong Jinping, she would never be able to escape his shackles and cage...

Ye Luo's wrist holding the dagger trembled, and a light bloodstain immediately appeared on Zhong Jinping's slender and fair neck.

"Patriarch!" The head of the guard shrank his pupils, and couldn't help but draw out his weapon, but was abruptly stopped by his sweeping eyes.

"Luoluo..." Zhong Jinping lowered his head and pressed against Ye Luo's ear, spraying warm breath on her earlobe, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Kill me, Zhong Jin'an will be worse than death." He touched Ye Luo Luo's hair, the corners of her mouth curled up, her cold and dark eyes full of affection, staring at her as if there were stars in her eyes, but the words she said made Ye Luo's whole body shudder, and her bones radiated a chill.

"Bang!"

The dagger fell to the ground, Ye Luo's body trembled violently, her eyes were red, she stared at Zhong Jinping, "Damn you! Why...why did you come back?"

God was cruel to her.

When he came back from rebirth, he even met Zhong Jinping who was reborn.

Ye Luo's body trembled violently, her past and present memories were mixed with emotional turmoil, her chest heaved violently, and her emotions collapsed.

Zhong Jinping hugged her tightly, his strength knew that he wished to integrate her into his body and bone marrow, so that they would never be separated. He put his chin on Ye Luo's head, and smiled softly and cruelly, "Luo Luo, you are me. Yes, even death is mine.”

Luoluo, you can't escape.

The familiar feeling of despair and suffocation like a maggot attached to the bone once again enveloped Ye Luo tightly, and every breath was extremely difficult, like an invisible shackle, trapping her.

Ye Luo is good at combat and assassination by force, but unfortunately, none of these are effective against Zhong Jinping.

He pinched her acupoint.

Zhong Jinan.

One move is fatal.

The head of the guard felt that his brain was not enough, and the scene in front of him was beyond his understanding. Is there something wrong with his eyes, or something wrong with the Patriarch's brain?Why did he see this picture?
Glancing out of the corner of the eye, I saw the same expression on the faces of other guards, always somewhat comforting, fortunately he wasn't the only one who lost his composure.

Isn't the head of the family always pursuing Yuan Rourou from the Yuan family, and is crazy about her?
Is this empathy?
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