Chapter 304 Out of Control

Finally getting a chance to be alone together, Han Fei couldn't wait to turn around. As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw the male god lowering his head, as if he didn't want to see her.

Han Fei's original joyful mood slowly sank.

But she remembered her master's words, cheered up again, and said with a forced smile: "My lord, did you leave something behind and forget it?"

Qin Che closed his eyes and said, "I still have things to discuss, Han Fei, if you have nothing to do, please step back."

The smile on Han Fei's face suddenly stiffened.

"My lord, your lord...what are you talking about?"

Han Fei tried to pretend that she heard wrongly.

Qin Che still said in a cold tone: "Han Fei, please step back."

Han Fei's hands were trembling.

This person rarely calls himself the King.

But just now, he no longer used 'I', but 'my king'.

Is he using his identity to separate the distance between them?

Han Fei couldn't accept such a reason. She gritted her teeth and said, "Your Majesty, what did the slave family do wrong? The slave family can accept the punishment."

Qin Che's tone suddenly turned cold, "I said, I still have important things to discuss."

Han Fei's eyes suddenly turned red. She tried her best to restrain her grievance and anger, took a few deep breaths, and then said self-deprecatingly: "Yes, Your Majesty, the slave family is resigning."

Immediately, Han Fei turned around and was about to leave, but she took two steps and stopped again. She took out the white silk ribbon from her arms, threw it on the ground, and said without looking back: "This thing must be something that the prince also has." It won’t be needed.”

Forget it, Han Fei ran away almost angrily, leaving Gao Feng who was standing not far away confused.

Why does this Korean girl seem to be crying?

Something seems not quite right!

Qin Che watched Han Fei's leaving figure slowly go away, and his clenched hands tightened, and even the veins on the back of his hands burst out, as if he was restraining something with his strong willpower.

He lowered his head, then coughed desperately, covering his mouth with one hand, his throat felt sweet, and thick blood was exposed from between his fingers.

His eyes alternated between black and red, sometimes cold and sometimes evil.

"Han Fei...don't come close to me..."

"I'm about to... lose control..."

"He's coming out..."

"He will... kill you..."

The hoarse murmur was almost inaudible.

The approaching wind paused for a moment, his hair stood up for a while, and he felt a sense of extreme danger, which almost made him draw his sword, but when he looked at the prince with his head lowered in front of him, he resisted the urge.

After a while, Qin Che raised his head again, wiped off the blood on his hands with an indifferent expression, and then said: "Blast."

"My subordinate is here!"

"Pick up the ribbon."

Gale lowered his head and saw that the silk ribbon that the prince had treasured like his lifeblood had been thrown on the ground and was stained by the soil. He quickly picked it up and handed it over.

Qin Che took the ribbon and was silent for a while.

At the other end, Han Fei, who was running away for the second time, stopped.

She couldn't figure out how the male god could become like that, as if she had done something wrong and wanted to punish her.

This feeling made Han Fei's mentality collapse for a time. She bit her lower lip fiercely and hit the tree trunk next to her as if to vent her anger. She didn't care even if her hands were red and swollen.

After a few hits, Han Feicui sat on the ground dejectedly, hugging his knees and feeling as aggrieved as a child.

"Boss, why did I see you like this when I came back?"

A very familiar voice sounded behind Han Fei.

Han Fei's expression suddenly changed. She stood up suddenly and turned around. No one was there.

Then he looked up and saw a man squatting on the trunk of the tree, and then jumped down.

Han Fei blurted out: "Little Wukong!"

Qi Wukong staggered and almost fell down. He said with a depressed expression: "Boss, this familiar call is really troublesome!"

Han Fei's expression turned away from the boredom and became extremely surprised. She quickly ran over, grabbed Qi Wukong, looked around, and pinched him hard.

"It hurts, it hurts, boss! Be gentle! Hiss—"

Han Fei shouted excitedly: "It turns out it was not a dream! Little Wukong, you really caught up with me! How did you find me?! Oh my god, I'm so surprised!"

Han Fei once thought that she would never see these people again in this life. She also regretted that the escort team she had finally set up only lasted a few days before she encountered her great escape. They disappeared before she could notify Little Wukong. No trace.

I didn’t expect to see you again!

But after looking behind Little Wukong, there was no one. Han Fei asked with some trepidation: "...Little Wukong, besides you, where are the others? Where are Xiaoyu and the others?"

Seeing Han Fei's cautious question, Qi Wukong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Boss, you are overthinking. They are all fine and alive and well. I caught up with them quickly. They are still behind, it won't be long." I can catch up."

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Great, you are all fine. How did you find me? It's so far away from the imperial capital!"

When Qi Wukong said this, he said in a depressed tone: "Boss, you made such a big noise and didn't inform us in advance! We finally caught up with the news and rushed here. If I hadn't been paying attention to Shuibian Village, The actions of the villagers, seeing that the whole village was moving on their way, they hurriedly followed, but the onset of the disease happened to happen on the way, so it was a few days late."

Han Fei became concerned when she heard the word "sickness" and said, "Oops! I forgot!"

Qi Wukong snorted and said: "Boss, you nobles are so forgetful, but fortunately we are lucky enough to survive, otherwise, you may never see us again!"

When Qi Wukong said this, he really didn't mean to complain, but more of the joy of seeing him again. His shouting to the boss was not in vain. They were worried about the boss along the way, so they just hurried on. How fast, no delay at all.

But in the ears of Han Fei, who was already in an extremely bad mood at this moment, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Tears fell from her eyes.

"sorry Sorry!"

Qi Wukong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to offend the crying leader!

"Boss! Don't cry! That's not what I meant! I don't blame you!"

Han Fei kept crying, thinking of Qin Che who was cold and ruthless just now, and how these few people almost died of poison due to her negligence, she felt a deep sense of self-loathing. This feeling was not temporary. It will be formed. It has been suppressed as early as when he was captured and tortured by the Fang family.

She is uneasy.

Everything is out of control.

Whether it's her or him.