After the prince can read minds, he quietly watched his tricks to commit suicide

"The owner of Renyi Gambling House." Fang Zhuchen replied bitterly.

A blind person actually dared to attack Nan Sheng. He didn't kill anyone, so he was already very restrained.

Forehead......

Chi Nansheng looked embarrassed, that's fine, it was him who was in trouble again.

He touched his nose uncomfortably and said bravely: "What about that? You guys can talk, I'll go to the mansion for a walk."

Fang Zhuchen cast his faint gaze, and the resentment in it made Chi Nansheng's scalp numb for a while, and he successfully pressed him on the chair without moving at all.

Chi Nansheng sighed, tonight...

It's probably another sleepless night.

[Host, Fang Zhuchen seems to be jealous of that young master. 】The system said something very untimely, which successfully added fuel to the fire.

The cold air on Fang Zhuchen's body was getting heavier and heavier...

Chi Nansheng was speechless for a while: [Please shut up, thank you. 】

Doesn't he know?

I want you to remind me.

The system curled its lips and hung aside. Shut up, just shut up, hum!

I won’t help you recover your body tomorrow, so that you can.

"Your Majesty, Princess, we have brought you back." Youhan came in carrying a ragged man.

Luo Heng was the first to rush over, reaching out to support the shaky Qi Jingchuan, his brows filled with distress and anxiety.

"Chuan'er, how are you?"

Qi Jingchuan raised his eyes slightly and shook his head at him: "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry."

When Fang Zhuchen saw this, he frowned fiercely: "How did it happen like this?"

Didn't he ask him to be thrown into the death camp for training?

How could it be like this?

Youhan lowered his head and replied: "Back to the prince, my subordinate..."

After saying that, Youhan paused, looked at the person lying on Luo Heng's arms, and then continued: "This subordinate brought the person out from the execution room of the Death Soldier Camp."

"When did I say that I would enter the torture chamber?" Fang Zhuchen shouted angrily.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

Before Youhan could say anything, Qi Jingchuan stood upright from Luo Heng's arms, and then slowly knelt down: "Your Majesty, Princess, Jingchuan is the one who asked for punishment on his own, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Jingchuan is in a stateless manner and has lost his sense of propriety." , you should be punished, please don’t anger my brother."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, his eyes fell on Chi Nansheng, with a deep apology in his eyes, and then he leaned over and kowtowed: "Princess, Jingchuan understands his mistake, please forgive me."

......

There was silence in the hall, and Fang Zhuchen's breath was cold. Luo Heng just looked at Qi Jingchuan who was kneeling on the ground with distress, but did not say anything about pleading for him.

After all, Chi Nansheng couldn't help it anymore. This was Fang Zhuchen's matter, and he shouldn't get involved, but for some reason, the atmosphere between the three of them seemed a bit strange.

It's like, something stuck.

Qi Jingchuan's injury was serious. If he didn't get medicine, he might not be able to hold on.

"Achen, let him go back for treatment." There is really no need to be so over the top about such a small matter.

Perhaps it was Chi Nansheng who handed the steps to Fang Zhuchen. He waved it casually, as if he was very impatient: "Take him down and call the doctor."

Luo Heng looked at Fang Zhuchen in surprise, then a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly picked him up and left quickly.

You know, the torture chamber of the death camp is almost impossible to get in and out. If you come out, you can't expect to be treated by a doctor. If you can survive it, you are lucky. If you can't survive it, you will die.

Fang Zhuchen's words to the doctor were telling Luo Heng that he could treat him.

[Tongzi, do you have any medicine? Give me some, the kind that recovers more slowly. ] Chi Nansheng said in his heart.

[The host also gave him medicine? 】The system asked in surprise.

[I don’t give it to you, I let Fang Zhuchen give it to you. 】If he wants to give it, won’t he give it here?

【Ouch. ] The system suddenly realized: [Just let Fang Zhuchen be a good person. 】

Chi Nansheng hummed, [Remember to put it in a small porcelain bottle. 】

【knew. ] The system curled its lips in disgust, but still neatly prepared the medicine and gave it to Chi Nansheng.

Chi Nansheng walked to Fang Zhuchen with the medicine: "This medicine is very effective. Let Youhan send it to you. Just say it was from you."

After saying that, without waiting for him to say anything, he directly pulled Fang Zhuchen, who seemed to be still angry, towards the courtyard: "Let's go, come with me to the Dead Soldiers Camp to have a look."

Fang Zhuchen heard his conversation with the system and naturally knew how the medicine in his hand came from. If Nan Sheng didn't want him to ask, then he wouldn't ask.

"Youhan, send the medicine over and do as the princess said."

"Yes."

......

"Didn't you say you wanted to choose someone for me? This is the Death Soldier Battalion, right?"

Fang Zhuchen calmed down his aura and nodded slightly after hearing his words: "Well, do you want Nan Sheng? Their strength is stronger than Youhan Youyue and others."

"Go and take a look first." No matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than a plug-in.

Going to the Dead Soldiers Camp was just an excuse. The two of them passed through a small gate in the backyard and headed to the back mountain. On the way, Chi Nansheng asked about the confusion in his heart:

"Tell me, what's going on with Luo Heng and Qi Jingchuan?"

Fang Zhuchen was surprised by his sensitivity, but he felt that it was expected. Nan Sheng was never stupid.

"Nan Sheng, do you know why I am making such a fuss?"

Chi Nansheng shook his head: "I have always thought that you are not a person who is so crazy that you will not recognize your relatives."

In Chi Nansheng's eyes, Fang Zhuchen had always been calm and self-possessed. Although he was irritated by his departure, it was far more than what made him so angry.

After all, Luo Heng and Qi Jingchuan were the few close and trusted people around him.

"Actually, I was the one who brought Qi Jingchuan back to the City Lord's Mansion." Fang Zhuchen sighed and slowly told the story of the incident.

"At that time, I was forced into a desperate situation by the Wei family. I met Qi Jingchuan halfway. He took me to hide in his dilapidated thatched house for nearly a month."

"After I recovered from my injury, I thought about taking him to Wuding City and letting him find a job in the city."

"Unexpectedly, I ran into an assassin from the Wei family again on the way. I was defeated by myself. He was the one who blocked my sword and was injured and almost died. After that, I took him back to the city lord's palace and handed him over to Luo Heng."

"I never thought that Luo Heng would actually have feelings for this boy. When I heard that Luo Heng asked me for someone, I was surprised, but I didn't say much. He is just a little beggar."

"After that, Qi Jingchuan has been following Luo Heng, and Luo Heng has been patiently teaching him martial arts. Who would have thought that this kid is still a martial arts prodigy. In just a few years, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Youhan and the others."

Fang Zhuchen's voice stopped suddenly, and Chi Nansheng turned his head suspiciously: "Then what?"

Fang Zhuchen laughed, "Nan Sheng is so smart, doesn't he know why I'm angry?"

Chi Nansheng shook his head: "I don't know."

He really didn't know, but after listening to Fang Zhuchen's words, he felt a strange feeling.

"Because he was originally a beggar. How dare he look down on others? After all... he was still raised by Luo Heng."

Chi Nansheng suddenly realized that it was because of this: "So you took advantage of the opportunity?"

As he said that, Chi Nansheng stopped suddenly, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "So, you're not angry because of me?"

Fang Zhuchen was momentarily speechless and felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead. No, how could you say this?

Chi Nansheng pretended to be hurt: "Tsk, tsk, tsk...it turns out I'm just being sentimental."

Confused Fang Zhuchen:...