If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

The guard outside the door heard the noise, quickly opened the door and rushed in.

Zhou Min didn't even raise his head, he reached out and grabbed the wine glass and threw it out, shouting angrily: "Get out!"

The door slammed shut.

Taking advantage of this moment, Qin Shu successfully freed her wrist from Zhou Min's grip.

Seeing him leaning down and pressing down on her again, Qin Shu raised her hand and waved it in desperation.

There was a loud "bang" and Zhou Min's red eyes froze for a moment, and he stopped tearing her clothes.

Qin Shu held her breath, widened her eyes, and looked at him carefully.

Just when she was about to hit Zhou Min again, Zhou Min closed his eyes and fell down with a "bang".

This blow almost made Qin Shu vomit blood.

She grimaced and coughed twice, using all her strength and finally pushed the unconscious Zhou Min aside.

Just as Qin Shu was about to stand up by holding the table, she suddenly heard Zhou Min snort softly, and then his body moved slightly.

Qin Shu was so frightened that her scalp went numb. She jumped up and ran without thinking.

As a result, an arm moved faster than hers and grabbed her waist with a little force.

Before Qin Shu could finish her scream, she saw a flash before her eyes and was thrown to the ground.

Zhou Min looked very abnormal. His face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was distracted.

He frowned tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and his breathing became rough and heavy. Ignoring Qin Shu's struggle, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Qin Shu was so frightened that she dodged Zhou Min's lips, screamed in shock, and shot arrows left and right without caring about anything.

There was a loud "boom boom boom" sound, and Zhou Min's body sank and he became completely motionless.

Qin Shu had never experienced this in her two lifetimes.

Naturally, I didn't know what that thing against my waist was, but it made me feel extremely ashamed.

Her whole body was shaking. She pushed Zhou Min away and struggled to sit up. She swung her arms while crying, aiming at Zhou Min's face and slapped him a dozen times.

Qin Shu stopped panting until her hands were numb.

She wiped the tears from her face and was about to stand up when she found that Zhou Min's legs were pressing down on her skirt.

Qin Shu pulled at the hem of her skirt, raised her foot, and kicked Zhou Min hard on the leg, "Lecher! Scoundrel! Bad guy! Get out of here!"

After four kicks in a row, the skirt was finally pulled out from under Zhou Min's legs.

Thinking of what this bastard had just done to her, Qin Shu was so angry that she kicked him hard a few more times.

Then he spat at him fiercely, "Bah, you bastard!"

After venting her anger, Qin Shu hurried to the door while straightening her clothes that were torn into a mess.

Qin Shu ran to the door before she realized: It's over! Who did she hit just now?

He is an extremely noble prince!

His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin!

She slapped him so many times and kicked him so many times, but he didn't react.

I don’t know if he is dead.

Actually, this guy is too weak.

Thinking back to when Fu Rong was seriously injured and nearly died, she not only gave him a critical strike talisman, but also a lightning talisman.

And so, the next time she went to see him, he was already full of life.

He even pretended to have amnesia and almost gained her sympathy.

and many more!

It seems that she just shot out too many critical hit symbols...

How many are there?

She didn't count.

Can not remember!

Could it be that Prince Jin was really beaten to death by her?

Qin Shu's heart was pounding. She looked back at Prince Jin lying on the ground, then at the door, wondering how likely she was to escape from the palace and the capital city successfully.

After thinking for a long time, it seems that there is no chance of winning at all.

It was estimated that before she could even leave Prince Jin's Mansion, she would have been chopped into pieces by the palace guards!

Forget it, it’s her bad luck!

Qin Shu lifted her skirt and returned to Zhou Min resignedly.

At this time, the finger marks on Zhou Min's face had become swollen and red.

Qin Shu was trembling with fear as she slowly placed her fingers on the side of Zhou Min's neck. She immediately felt the clear and powerful beating of her fingertips.

Only then did she feel a little relieved.

Seeing the wound on Zhou Min's face again, Qin Shu smacked her lips as if she couldn't bear to look at it. She took out some spiritual spring water from the space and carefully fed it into his mouth.

After calming down, Qin Shu felt that something was wrong with His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin.

Based on Qin Shu's understanding of Zhou Min, he is not an impatient person.

I would never develop lustful thoughts towards her just because I had a little drink.

This time, if she didn't have the critical strike talisman to protect herself and knock Zhou Min unconscious, with her physical strength, she would definitely not be Zhou Min's opponent.

If Zhou Min succeeds...

The emperor had been bedridden ever since he fell ill on his birthday, and had only shown signs of improvement in the past few days.

Qin Shu is still in mourning period.

Once this matter is reported to the censors, Zhou Min will basically have no chance of getting that position!

How could Zhou Min not know such an obvious truth?

Just as he was daydreaming, Zhou Min on the ground hummed twice, shook his head unconsciously, and slowly opened his eyes.

Qin Shu shrank back in fear.

Zhou Min held his head, gasped for breath, and struggled to sit up.

He turned his head and saw Qin Shu, and ordered: "What are you standing there for? Come over here and help me up!"

What on earth just happened?

Why does he have headache, face pain, body pain, dizziness, nausea and vomiting?

Qin Shu snorted slightly, walked over tremblingly, carefully supported Zhou Min, and helped him sit on a low stool.

Just as she was about to step back, Zhou Min grabbed her wrist again.

Qin Shu exclaimed, and whispered: "Your Highness!"

Zhou Min let Qin Shu struggle, holding her wrist, and looked at her face thoughtfully.

Qin Shu said anxiously: "Your Highness, what are you doing? Your Highness, don't forget that I am still in mourning!"

Zhou Min chuckled, but accidentally pulled the wound on his face, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

He raised his hand and touched his face gently: his face was numb, painful and tingling.

Qin Shu decided to confess on her own, "Just now, Your Highness suddenly... I was scared, so... I wanted to see if I could wake Your Highness up."

Zhou Min looked at Qin Shu jokingly, his eyes seemed to have substance, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but his tone was not really kind, "Really?"

"Your Highness!" Qin Shu was really scared when she saw that he was still holding her wrist tightly. Tears quickly filled her eyes and she begged in a pitiful voice: "Your Highness, I am still in mourning."

Zhou Min narrowed his eyes, exerted a little force with his hands, pulled Qin Shu to his side, and said meaningfully: "So?"

This person is fucking sick!

A deformed child whose lower body controls the upper body!

Qin Shu bit her lip hard and repeated in a stronger tone: "Your Highness, I am still in mourning!"

Zhou Min's playful eyes slowly became cold, and his brain, which was still a little confused after waking up, instantly became clear.

He let go of Qin Shu's hand, looked thoughtfully at the only remaining wine jug on the table, and shouted, "Someone come!"