A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

The Jinwu Guards of the Shenji Camp are under his control. If Prince Gong kills himself, then he can kill Prince Gong in a clear and reasonable manner, and there are high-sounding excuses. More importantly, there is only one gun in Prince Gong's gun. A bullet fired and killed himself, but Ye Qianjin was safe. With his ability, he could beat Prince Gong.

However, he actually gave up such a good opportunity, even to save himself, the person who tried to put him to death again and again.

The emperor was crying all the time. Perhaps, one had to stand on the brink of death in order to see who was the one who really loved and cared about him, and then he could recognize clearly what he cared about.

"Qianjin..." The emperor was filled with remorse.

Prince Gong seized this opportunity and raised his gun to shoot at Ye Qianjin.

Ye Qianjin couldn't avoid it.

No matter how fast his hand is, it is not as fast as the bullets. The previous two shots were pure luck.

When the loud noise came out, Ye Qianjin's body moved, and Prince Gong had a smug grin on his lips. He missed two hits, so he naturally understood his escape technique.

The emperor closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch.

In the next second, a figure rushed over quickly, supporting the emperor's slumped body.

"Father...are you injured?"

It was Ye Qianjin's voice, and the emperor thought he was hallucinating.

When Youyou opened her eyes, she met Ye Qianjin's concerned eyes, the admiration in her eyes was real, it was a son's expectation for his father.

"Qianjin, you...you are not dead."

The emperor asked with difficulty, disbelief, and joy.

"Father, my son is doing well." It was the first time for the emperor to show his affection for him at such a young age. The reason for his sincere joy was that he was safe and sound. How could he not feel sad or emotional?

Then the emperor looked at Prince Gong on the ground. On the back of his head, there was a blood hole that was bleeding gurglingly. His heart was filled with grief. This was his son who had been hurting him for more than twenty years. in front of my own eyes.

The emperor couldn't help but look sideways, and saw Ye Qianyu stupidly standing at the entrance of the hall, beside him stood a strange man, a beautiful woman.

"Thank you." Ye Qianjin sincerely said to Han Shi, who was holding the grab in his hand.

"You're welcome, if I don't save you, my wife will definitely hate me again." Han Shi said expressionlessly, but his eyes looked fondly at Pei Xiaoqing who was standing aside.

Ye Qianjin was startled when she heard that, then frowned and said, "You are..."

"Chu Yunxi, you're playing this trick again. Are you amazing at disguise?" Pei Xiaoqing was furious, and she threw her palms at Chu Yunxi who was made up into a cold stone.

Chu Yunxi slowly tore off the human skin mask on his face, and seeing Pei Xiaoqing turn around to run, he quickly grabbed her hand and said, "If I don't turn into a cold stone, will you let me follow? Are you stupid? When you come to Dachu, there is no one who can protect you, can I rest assured?"

"Chu Yunxi, you lied to me not once or twice, I hate the feeling of being deceived." Pei Xiaoqing wanted to break free from his hand angrily, but the guy let go first, and when she thought she had broken free, he held it again in time. Hold it tightly, so that she can't get rid of it, and it won't hurt her hand too much.

Like a cat playing with a mouse.

Pei Xiaoqing was even more angry, she raised her other hand and slapped him hard on his chest, this guy is so irritating.

Thinking about how she lost her temper because he was too close to him before, and said such righteous words in the freshman year, he must have laughed at her in his heart, must have been very proud and pissed off.