His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

"The war is merciless, the yellow sand shroud, countless generals and soldiers under the silent loess, there is a drum called the war drum, the drum sound is loud, spreading thousands of miles, those who hear the drum, the blood is boiling, the fighting spirit is high, the whole army is attacking, the victory is chasing, the drum sound The ups and downs, the warriors charge, for the work of one person, the victory of millions of warriors, the drums are finished, the confrontation is heard, and then fade away, leaving only the drums lingering power, tossing and transferring."

When the words fell, Han Fei couldn't recover for a long time, as if the drum in his words was stirring in her mind.

咚——

The sky is full of yellow sand and millions of soldiers stand on the Gobi Desert.

咚——

The swords were connected, the hissing shouts, and the blood spread all over the three-foot loess.

咚——

Throw your head, shed blood, and dedicate yourself bravely for the victory of the country.

Han Fei heard her heart beat fiercely like a drum. She couldn't recover for a long time, staring blankly at the strangely shining eyes in front of her.

She was startled.

She had never seen... this person with such an expression.

Qin Che has always been indifferent and ruthless. It seems that nothing can attract his attention. This is the first time that Han Fei has seen expectation in his eyes, a yearning.

"Shanhaiguan records once recorded such drums, known as the drum of the goddess, has long been lost."

There was regret in his tone.

Han Fei suddenly said, "Do you want to hear it?"

Qin Che turned his head and looked at Han Fei. The moonlight from outside the window shone in and hit Han Fei's not beautiful face, smudging a layer of light, and those moist eyes flashed like stars. Generally dazzling look.

He paused, saw the seriousness in her eyes, curled his lips, and said, "It's already lost, how can you listen."

Han Fei stubbornly asked: "Just tell me, do you want to hear it?"

Qin Che was silent for a while before nodding under her earnest gaze.

Han Fei took a sigh of relief and said seriously: "The prince likes the Great Wall very much, right?"

Qin Che said mockingly: "Han Fei, if you don't want to die, you should know and shut up."

The hands on the legs suddenly clenched.

Han Fei looked at his clenched hand and pursed his mouth, knowing that he was asking the wrong question. This person can't even walk. Being locked in such a place, no matter what the reason is, he can predict the result. He is a Abandoned prince.

Such people are afraid that they will grow old and die in this palace.

No, maybe his weak body can't support it for a few years.

Thinking of this, Han Fei's heart felt uncontrollable and distressed.

Obviously a proud soul, but being imprisoned in such a broken body and enduring such a long time, she didn't know how deep the cold eyes and hurt this man was enduring.

Yes, she asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

can……

Han Fei couldn't ignore the look in his eyes when he said those words. With every word and sentence of him, it seemed that such a scene could appear in her mind—the frontier fortress.

Qin Che let go of his hand, half-closed his eyes wearily, when he was about to send Han Fei out, he heard her say.

"Master, do you believe me?"

Qin Che raised his eyes and looked at her in silence. Han Fei asked again, "Do you believe me?"

Time seemed to stand still, and Han Fei didn't know where she had the courage to say such words. She just couldn't accept this man's lonely look, it shouldn't be the emotion that appeared on him.

"Han Fei, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Han Fei always knew what the prince did, what Han Fei said."

The tone paused, and Han Fei said word by word: "Han Fei once said that she would like to go through fire and water for the prince, and will not hesitate."

Suddenly, Qin Che smiled and said, "In your original world, did you make promises so easily?"

Han Fei shook her head heavily, and said, "It has never been so."

Qin Che closed his eyes and said, "Then, I believe it."

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her face, and said: "Then Han Fei will not let the prince down!"

Having said that, Han Fei got up, but squatted for too long, suddenly she got up and her eyes turned black. He heard a movement in her ear, and almost fell off. Fortunately, there was a table beside her. She supported the table with both hands. As for the fall.

Only when Han Fei slowed down, Yu Guangzhong saw the man's weird posture.

The position where he was doing came out a little bit, his hands were still in an extended posture, and some strands of hair that had been hanging behind his head slipped off.

Han Fei was startled and looked at him blankly. A weird thought came into her heart. This person... just wanted to hold her back?

Qin Che noticed her gaze, his heart tightened, and endless sadness surged up. The face under the mask turned pale. He held back the bitterness and said in a cold tone: "How are you doing?"

Han Fei couldn't recover for a long time. After hearing his words, she said grimly: "Master, do you want to help me?"

Qin Che smiled bitterly in his heart, doesn't this person know how reserved?

Han Fei didn't wait for the answer and took another sentence: "Master, is it?"

"As you can see, I can't do it."

This sentence, endless mockery.

There were strange feelings in Han Fei's heart. She looked at him in a daze, but the next moment she made a mental twitch.

I saw Han Fei let go, and her legs that were still a little soft fell to the ground all of a sudden, causing a loud noise, shocking the gust of wind waiting outside the door, and seeing Han Feiman. Falling to the ground in embarrassment.

This fall was quite weighty, and just by listening to the sound, I knew how painful it was.

Qin Che stared at Han Fei who fell on the ground in a daze, his outstretched hand froze, and his always calm expression was broken.

On the ground, Han Fei hissed and gasped with pain, but she moved her body and pressed her old waist. Fortunately, she was fat enough, with a pile of meat under her ass, and the sound was loud, but she didn't hurt herself from the fall. The bones are a bit painful at best.

Han Fei sat on the ground neatly, no matter how dirty her clothes were, she raised her head and met Qin Che's stunned eyes. She pulled out a brilliant smile, and she had a clear view of her big white teeth. The sullen posture seemed a bit ridiculous.

"It's okay, prince, I'm strong, I don't need your support, you just sit on a chair in the future, I'm not afraid."

With that, Han Fei’s big white teeth were getting bigger, and she didn’t know why she did it. She was just simple, she didn’t want to see his helpless expression, so she would be uncomfortable, even if it was such uncomfortable, she didn’t know where it came from. Come.

"Really, I'm very strong!"

For fear that he would not believe it, Han Fei emphasized it again.

The rushing wind stared at Han Fei sitting on the ground with a complex expression. He had served his master for so many years. There were countless women who wanted to get close to the prince, either sincerely or pretendingly, or harboring ghosts, or sympathizing. Pity, but, he has never seen such a woman.

Is this woman really a fool?

Until, a chuckle broke the silence of the whole house.

Haifeng raised his head like a thunder, he saw...

The prince smiled.