Your Majesty, you’re under arrest - Chapter 696

Zhao Ye let Xia Jin take his arm, Junlang soft face always keep a shallow smile.

When they get out of the bar, the parking younger brother drives the car quickly. Zhao Ye opens the front passenger’s door for Xia Jin, and a gentleman asks her to go up. After closing the door, they just go around the front of the car and get into the driver’s seat. Tired, they start the car and drive to the Lepai hot pot shop in the university town of Ancheng.

When I was a student, Xia Jin, he and a group of friends often went to this hot pot shop on weekends.

Now think about it, the past scenes like in front of us, as if it was yesterday.

Zhao Ye can’t help thinking that Xia Jin has a fatalistic love in her life, no matter how time and space change, it’s impossible to change.

Zhao Ye used to think that his grandfather’s words were so eloquent that he couldn’t believe them at all.

But this time Xia Jin disappeared for two months, after returning, his heart’s idea completely changed.

He understood that he and Xia Jin could never go back.

The relationship between them will always be the brother sister relationship Xia Jin said in the hospital that day.

He doesn’t want her to avoid him, and he doesn’t want to be hated by her, so he won’t try to change the relationship defined by Xia Jin.

Although the distance between the slow shake bar and the Lepai hot pot shop is only 10 kilometers, the evening peak has not yet receded at this time. There is almost a traffic jam in the whole city in the distance of 10 kilometers, and the speed is comparable to that of ants.

When the car stopped outside the Lepai hot pot shop, there were no customers in the hot pot shop, and the shop assistants were cleaning up the mess in twos and threes.

“It seems that it’s a vain trip tonight.”

Xia Jin looks at the scene of the hot pot shop through the window and spews out a sentence.

“What else would you like to eat? I’ll take you

Zhao Ye hands lying on the steering wheel, then turned to look at her.

Xia Jin slowly shakes her head, moves her body, leans back comfortably, closes her eyes and sighs

“I’d better go back. I just want a bowl of noodles cooked by my mother.”

“… good.”

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ye spits out a monosyllabic word. He suppresses his negative emotions and tries to be gentle. Then he starts the car and goes to Jiayuan community.

As the evening rush hour recedes, the car is driving rapidly on the broad city streets. In less than 20 minutes, with the sound of the tire rubbing against the ground, Zhao Ye’s car stops at the front door of Jiayuan community.

“It’s too late, so I won’t send you up. You just leave the hospital. Go back and have a rest earlier. Don’t stay up late to pursue drama.”

Zhao Ye looks at Xia Jin with a gentle tone of bitterness.

“Well, thank you today, and you should remember to rest early.”

Xia Jin gently nodded her head, only when she didn’t hear the disappointment in Zhao Ye’s tone.

She quickly opened the car door and got off. After Zhao Ye waved from the car, she quickly walked towards the community. Every moment, she turned a corner and disappeared in Zhao Ye’s view.

Zhao Ye looked at the place where Xia Jin’s figure disappeared for a long time, until a sharp whistle came from the rear. He just realized that he was in the way of the car entering the community.

“Ah ~”

He laughed at himself, stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the black car quickly left Jiayuan community, merged into the avenue, and drove to the deep neon.

That’s it, even if it’s just brother and sister!

……

Stone city

Nearly four months have passed since the day of the celestial anomaly.

Since that day, Xia Jin was stabbed in the chest by guaerjia Zhaosheng with a dagger. He wanted to help but could not break through the obstruction of the aperture. Finally, the aperture disappeared with Xia Jin and guaerjia Zhaosheng. After leaving only a pool of blood, Xiao Yiyuan was completely depressed.

Shi Wushuang and Ling Miao united to save him from a coma because he vomited blood in grief and anger. After he woke up, Qin Fengmu took him back to Liaoyang, the city’s main residence.

But four months later, Xiao Yiyuan’s health was not improved at all, but worse.

He lay in his room all day, sad, and even let the people under him send wine to his room every day. However Qin Fengmu and others tried to persuade him, he was always depressed. He was dead and had no desire to live.

On this day, Qin Fengmu received a letter from DIDU, and quickly read it.

The letter is written by Xiao Yiqi, king of Qi. It says that the mausoleum of the former Emperor has been built. After the emperor’s selection, the date of his funeral will be in January.

Xiao Yiqi first conveyed the news by flying pigeons. The official official official documents of the imperial court have arrived 800 Li in a hurry and will arrive in a few days.

After reading the contents of the letter, Qin Fengmu thinks that although Xiao Yiyuan is in despair and pain because of Xia Jin, as the most beloved son of the former Emperor, he will not ignore the funeral of the former Emperor. Maybe this is the only chance to cheer him up again.

So Qin Fengmu took the letter paper and rushed to Nanyuan as soon as possible.

When he arrived at Nanyuan, he heard the sound of the broken wine jar coming from Xiao Yiyuan’s room, and Xiao Yiyuan’s roar sounded the next moment.

“I don’t think you are a slave to control whether you drink or not? Go and get the wine for the king at once, or you will go away forever and don’t follow the king any more

Xiao Yiyuan’s roar aimed at Wan Ke.

“Master, you have vomited blood. The world doctor said that you will die if you drink like this…”

In a messy room full of pungent wine smell, Wan Ke kneels on one knee in the middle of a pile of broken porcelain pieces, regardless of his clothes wet with wine and knees scratched by broken porcelain pieces.

However, how could Xiao Yiyuan listen to his persuasion?

He got drunk and climbed down from the bed. He picked up a wine jar on the ground and was about to hit him.

He is already drunk. He looks like Xia Jin when he is drunk, but when he gets close, he thinks that he is guaerjia Zhaosheng.

So, repeatedly, Xiao Yiyuan is just like a madman.

When Qin Fengmu entered the room, he happened to see Xiao Yiyuan holding a wine jar in his hand, smashing at Wan Ke, and whispering “guarjia Zhaosheng, I’m going to kill you”.

Pull Ke back straight, unswervingly kneel.

Even in the face of life-threatening, loyalty to their own masters has not changed at all.

“Xiao Yiyuan!”

Qin Fengmu’s heart is full of anger. He suddenly stops drinking and uses his internal power to generate wind at his feet. The next moment, he appears between Xiao Yiyuan and Wan Ke, grabs the wine jar in Xiao Yiyuan’s hand, hits him in the face and knocks him to the ground.

“When are you going to be decadent? Qin Yu has said that the medical technology in the 21st century is very developed. Even if Xia Jin is stabbed in the heart, she is very willing to survive. You torture yourself so much that you don’t even care about nianqin in King DIDU’s mansion. Is that what Xia Jin wants to see? ”

Qin Fengmu’s eyes were red and he roared at Xiao Yiyuan.