Chapter 1110 The Banished Prince Is Paranoid 55
After Bai Sang's thoughts began to stir, she continued quickly: "I originally wanted to recognize His Highness earlier, but I couldn't protect myself, so I kept delaying coming to find His Highness until now."
Wen Ze's body began to tremble, and his cold eyes were full of surprise and excitement. His eyes quickly turned red and slowly filled with tears.
He believed it.
Because at that time, not many people knew that Sangsang died in his arms.
"Sang-Sang Sang?" Wen Ze's voice was dark and hoarse, and his emotions were strongly suppressed.
He staggered over and reached out to push Duan Cheng away who was about to hug Bai Sang.
Kneel down on the ground.
His long fingertips wanted to touch Bai Sang's cheek, but he was dreaming.
When his trembling fingers were about to touch her cheek, he still didn't dare.
A pair of hands pinched a piece of her clothes, and she began to cry.
"Sangsang, I miss you so much." Wenze burst into tears.
Bai Sang felt heartbroken when she saw Wenze returned to his former self, crying pitifully. She hugged him hard and said, "Your Highness, I miss you too."
Duan Cheng was also crying beside him.
Crawling over excitedly, "Sangsang, you - you are not dead, you really are not dead."
"I'm not dead, really not dead."
The three of them hugged each other for a long time.
I don’t know how long it has been.
Bai Sang saw the corpse on the ground again. She pushed him away slightly and said, "Your Highness, why did you kill so many people? You just wanted to kill me."
Wen Ze shook his head violently, "No, I didn't mean to kill Sangsang, I -"
There was a snap.
He slapped himself hard.
He also had to get a sword and cut off the hand that was about to stab Sangsang.
The action is very fast.
Bai Sang also reacted quickly and grabbed his hand, "What are you doing!"
"I just wanted to kill Sangsang. I can't take this hand. Sangsang, don't stop me."
Wen Ze's eyes were serious, he must destroy his right hand.
"No!" How could Bai Sang let him cut off his right hand? "No, no, I don't blame you. I really don't blame you. Your Highness, don't."
Wen Ze still shook his head. Duan Cheng came to stop him and said lightly, "If you lose your right hand, you will not be able to hold Sangsang's hand or touch her face. When you get married in the future, you can only let Sangsang hold it." Holding you."
This sentence hit Wenze's Achilles' heel.
"Yes, and a broken hand is ugly. I don't want His Highness to be ugly, I want His Highness to be good-looking."
Bai Sang nodded in agreement.
Only then did Wenze give up the idea of cutting off his right hand.
But in the end there was a click and it was dislocated.
The hand that was still very energetic just now became weak now.
"This hand almost hurt Sangsang. I don't want to use it now."
Bai Sang held his unresponsive hands with both hands, "You——"
I want to curse, but I don’t know what to say.
Duan Cheng next to her was also afraid that she would think Wen Ze was a murderous maniac, "Actually, these people are a bit damned. They said bad things about you. If His Highness hadn't taken action, I would have taken action."
Bai Sang cried out again.
She shook her head and nodded.
Finally, the smell of blood in the yard was too strong, and the three returned to the room.
The corpses outside were also cleaned up within a stick of incense.
There was only a faint smell of blood in the air, and it was blown away by a breeze.
But before the three of them said anything, a eunuch came outside to urge him over.
As a prince, he must attend the banquet after his father's conquest.