After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Outside Fuyun Courtyard.

Ye Feng slowed down his rapid heartbeat, let out a breath, and walked into the yard.

However, the yard was in a mess.

Wang Huan fell to the ground in a mess, with blood on his mouth and clothes. Not far from him, three women were sitting on the ground in a mess, staring at the door with empty eyes.

The court doctor was standing aside, looking extremely angry and serious.

In Fuyun Courtyard, several of Shen Guidi's maids stood in a daze under the corridor, only one of them was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand. In the yard, the guards he arranged were all injured and had gloomy faces. From time to time, there were roars coming from the house.

There was also a woman's weak voice begging for mercy.

After seeing this, what else does Ye Feng not understand?

He glared at Wang Huan, his anger rising, but now was not the time to get angry. He turned around and walked quickly to Yaoshu who was holding the medicine, took it, and quickly went into the house.

The scene inside the house was far more tragic than what he saw outside.

The tables, chairs and bathtub were broken and scattered all over the floor. If you didn't know, you would think a big battle had taken place there.

He Qingchen's clothes were soaked. He sat on the edge of the bathtub with his head lowered. His hands were covered in blood. One of his hands was holding something. The thing was stained with blood, and only a little bit of it was exposed. For a moment, it was impossible to tell what it was.

The blood was still flowing. Not far in front of him, a woman wearing only a bellyband embroidered with peonies and a pair of underpants fell to the ground.

Her body was also covered in blood, and the huge wound on her neck looked like it was caused by broken porcelain.

now.

The woman stared ahead with her eyes wide open, humming as if she wanted to say something.

Her eyes were filled with tears, filled with unwillingness and fear of death. Beside her was a broken porcelain vase with a green plant lying next to it. It was a plant that Shen Guidi had specially placed in the clean room.

It was also this thing that injured the people in front of me and in the yard.

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't care about the woman who was only breathing her last breath. He hurried to He Qingchen's side. He put Yao Wan down first, then carefully reached out to touch He Qingchen's nose.

Before her hand reached his nose, He Qingchen raised his eyes: "Ye Feng?"

His voice was hoarse, his tone was weak and empty, and his eyes were unfocused, as if he was testing who was in front of him.

"Yes, it's your subordinate, Your Majesty, how do you feel now? Can you get up? Can you take some medicine? The doctor said that the medicine can relieve the pain for a while. Your subordinate has already sent more people to find the princess and bring her back."

He talked a lot, but He Qingchen didn't listen.

He always felt that Ye Feng's voice was vague and far away, and his eyes were hazy, as if he was in a dream. There was a buzzing in his ears, and only the last sentence remained, "The princess is back."

princess?

Yes, his Ah Di has always been his princess.

Where has she gone?

Why did you come back just now?

He Qingchen was in a trance, his free hand climbed up Ye Feng's arm, and he was in a daze, as if he was in a nightmare.

"Ye Feng, are you there? Didn't you fall off a cliff and be killed by He Chengjue?"

Ye Feng looked down at his arm which had been scratched with red marks, and was speechless for a moment: "..."

Is the prince hoping for his death?

Or did he fall off a cliff and be killed by Prince Rong again?

What is this all about?

Is he so lucky?

He can’t even die by falling off a cliff, so he can only die at the hands of Prince Rong?

Ye Feng was lost in thought and was so busy listening to his prince's chatter that he even forgot to give him the medicine.

He Qingchen was obviously unaware of his situation. He was a little confused, and his mind was hazily piecing together his past and present lives, as well as the occasional scenes in his dreams.

"Where is Ah Yi? Don't ask her to come back. Tell her to leave quickly and get out of here."

"Youbai, quickly take A'yi away. He Chengjue's men will be here soon. Go quickly and don't worry about us. We are all dead. What difference does it make whether we are buried or not? There is no need to sacrifice yourself for us..."

"He Chengjue, you are shameless... How could you..."

"Mother, why are you so cruel? What did I do to displease you that you are willing to kill me?"

……

He Qingchen chattered on for a long time. Ye Feng felt a headache listening to his incomprehensible words.

He was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth slightly, then raised his hand and hit him hard on the back of his neck.

He Qingchen choked and his body immediately went limp.

Ye Feng picked him up.

The heat from his body had not dissipated and was still burning, and he had not truly fallen asleep. Instead, he seemed as if he had been forcibly interrupted from a nightmare and was in a daze.

He pursed his lips, glanced at the woman on the ground who was breathing out more than breathing in, and turned his eyes away in disgust.

His gaze paused on the three remaining women in the yard.

He sighed softly.

It seems that these women are not going to work. His prince is in this state now. He can only hope that they can bring the princesses back as soon as possible.

He pursed his lips and said, "Outside, come a few people."

The people outside the door split into two groups. They grinned, looked at each other, snorted in tacit understanding, turned their heads away, and casually pointed at the two people beside them to go in.

The four people who entered the room looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses. No one dared to speak or look up.

Ye Feng snorted coldly: "Carry the person down and ask the doctor if he can be saved. If he can be saved, then save him. If not, then find a place to put him first."

The four men took one look at the woman on the ground and immediately went over to lift her up.

"Two people are enough." Ye Feng reminded.

Two of them tacitly let go and let the other two carry the person away, while the remaining two stood there trembling.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at them and said, "Come and help me hold the prince. I will feed him medicine. As for the rest, go outside to see if the princess has returned. Also, ask someone to clean up this place. It's a mess, and you're not afraid that the prince will blame you."

The remaining two people are in sync with each other at this moment.

One of them ran out to ask people to clean up and to find out the news about Shen Guidi, while the other cooperated with Ye Feng to feed He Qingchen medicine.

It took a while.

After drinking the medicine, Ye Feng still had no idea how effective the medicine would be.

His heart was in his throat, and he stared at He Qingchen without blinking. Fortunately, it seemed to be effective. He Qingchen closed his eyes after drinking the medicine, and he felt a little calmer.

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at He Qingchen quietly for twice, then reached out and tried to take down what he was holding in his hand so that the doctor could apply medicine.

However, as soon as he moved, He Qingchen's hands immediately clenched.

Ye Feng was stunned.

The next moment, he met He Qingchen's suddenly opened, sinister eyes. Ye Feng paused and called out softly, "Prince?"