Quick Pass Raiders: Sick Villain, Please Calm Down

The sedan chair was swaying, Qin Zhi threw herself on Qin Yiran wholeheartedly, and never looked at Jun Wuyuan.

Jun Wuyuan smiled wryly, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaozhi, do you really want to talk to me that much?"

Qin Zhi had a cold face, "I just want to treat Ranran, I don't care about other things, other people, not to mention, don't you understand what you have done to me?"

Jun Wuyuan stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder, "Xiaozhi...you listen to me..."

"Don't touch me!" Qin Zhi moved her position and scolded in a cold voice.

Jun Wuyuan opened his mouth and nodded, "Okay, okay, I won't touch it, don't get excited."

The people outside the sedan chair listened and bowed their heads silently.

Fan Li couldn't help but sigh, Mrs. Qin Zhi's temper is also stubborn enough.

You can be so careful in front of her, you can see your intentions with a clear eye, but Mrs. Qin Zhi doesn't know it.

However, what he didn't understand was that Qin Zhi attributed Jun Wuyuan's humility and tolerance towards him to the guilt of destroying her clan.

It's just that she didn't realize that she was confident in front of him, not just because of this.

Jun Wuyuan looked at the very resistant Qin Zhi, helpless.

He lifted the curtain and waved to Fan Li.

Fan Li understood, Mercedes approached, respectfully said: "Please show me."

Jun Wuyuan looked solemn: "Let the team speed up and return to Beijing as soon as possible, the widow's children can't wait."

"My minister understands, Your Majesty can rest assured."

Fan Li rode his horse, conveyed his will loudly, and drove his horse faster.

The monarch returned to the capital and quickly passed all the checkpoints. In just three days, the group arrived at the palace of Fengyu Kingdom.

The first thing Jun Wuyuan did when he returned to the palace was to summon the doctors in the palace to treat Qin Yiran with all his strength. For a while, everyone knew that their lord brought back a wife and son, and he loved and valued him very much.

The wives and beauties in the other palaces were too angry to speak, they could only secretly poke and hope that Qin Yiran would return to the west as soon as possible, so as not to wake up and block their way.

However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations, under the careful care of Jun Wuyuan and the doctors, Qin Yiran's body gradually recovered, and he got along well with Jun Wuyuan.

As time goes by, seven years have passed in a flash, and the peach blossoms in the royal garden in the palace have blossomed and withered several times.

It's another year when peach blossoms are in full bloom. After the baptism of the night rain, the petals fall all over the gravel path.

Treading, hurried footsteps sounded, a few pairs of feet stepped on the gravel road covered with petals, the petals were instantly crushed and lost their beauty.

"Ninth Young Master, Ninth Young Master, where are you? Something happened, Your Majesty asked the servants to invite you to the hall to discuss state affairs!"

The man who was shuttling among the flowers and collecting nectar paused slightly when he heard the sound.

He was dressed in white brocade clothes, his hair was tied with a jade crown, and a red bead hung on his chest, which was extremely eye-catching.

Qin Yiran put away the porcelain vase containing nectar in his hand, lifted the hem that dragged the floor, and walked slowly out of the flowers with one hand behind his back. Looking at the palace people who looked like ants on a hot pot, he frowned slightly, "The main hall is here."

The palace people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him come out, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, "Young Master Ninth, Your Majesty ordered me to invite you to the meeting hall to discuss state affairs."

"Well, lead the way, the hall will go right away."

The palace people heard the words and said yes again and again.

It is also strange to say that the king's sons are all addressed as His Highness, but this Ninth Young Master is called a Young Master. I heard that Mrs. Qin, the biological mother of the Ninth Young Master, had a rift with their King a few years ago and refused to Change surname and title.

So in order to respect and make up for Mrs. Qin, Jun Shang followed her will, and thus the Ninth Young Master became a special existence.

Moreover, I heard that the ninth prince was seriously injured when he entered the palace, and it took five months of treatment before he recovered, but he suffered from amnesia after waking up, and he didn't quite remember many things.

Thinking about it, the Ninth Young Master and Mrs. Qin had a lot of ill-fated fates, and they were so beautiful, the King should cherish them.

What's more, the Ninth Young Master has outstanding talents, benevolence and justice, and has won the hearts of the people. I am afraid that the next king is very likely to be him.

Because of this, everyone flattered his wife one after another.

The meeting hall has arrived, and Qin Yiran is standing under the stairs outside the hall, waiting for the summons.

"Your Majesty ordered that the Ninth Prince, Qin Yiran, enter the palace."