This statement is simply equivalent to killing everyone.
Zhu Chi could not understand the importance that Princess Mumu held in the prince's heart.
At such a critical moment, if such a big mistake happened, if the prince knew
His neck felt cold, and his hair stood straight up. He felt that the head on top of his head was about to be separated from his neck.
Zhu Chi rushed back to the place where the prince temporarily lived as quickly as possible.[
When he reached the door, he stopped and did not dare to open the door and go in. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
Qin Shi glanced at him through the opened window, and his cold eyes immediately became more condensed.
Putting down the half-read secret letter under his hand, he raised his voice slightly and said, "Zhu Chi, come in."
Zhu Chi's feet softened.
Painful scalp and buzzing sound.
Despite this, he didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly opened the door and entered.
Kneeling straight at the door, he was still far away from the prince, a psychologically safe distance.
"Speak." Qin Shi slammed the table.
There was a snap, and a crisp sound of breaking came from somewhere.
A good desk, finely carved from mahogany, will not be damaged for decades if used normally.
After being photographed by Qin Shi, he was about to die soon.
"Yes... my subordinate said, tell him immediately..." Zhu Chi was about to cry but had no tears. He wiped his forehead vigorously with his sleeves. He really didn't know where to start with his first sentence. "Prince, I have something.
If you know about the matter, don’t be anxious or get angry.”
Qin Shi lost all his patience. There was an iceberg hidden in his dark eyes. Stormy rain and shards of frost came out. He held a small knife and shot it out fiercely.
If Zhu Chi keeps talking nonsense, he will probably explode on the spot.
"Princess Princess...she sneaked out to look for you while the servants were not paying attention."