For a moment, Ye Weilan's mind was blank.

Those deliberately forgotten memories rushed out, she shivered, threw herself into Qi Ye's arms, her face was pale, and she trembled: "I won't go back......"

"Don't go back......"

"Don't go back even if you die......"

She hugged his back, with more force than she had ever been, and her fingertips burst with green tendons.

Qi Ye's dark eyes were like obsidian, and he gently caressed her face: "No one can take you away from me, not even death." He held her face and kissed her eyebrows: "Lan ......"

"Go home," an abrupt male voice interrupted Qi Ye's words, the voice was a little hoarse, with a strange overlap: "Your Royal Highness Princess." ”

Qi Ye's eyes were cold.

Ye Weilan grabbed his hand in a panic.

A man walked in from outside the door, wearing a black suit and a terrifying ghost mask on his face, he stared at Ye Weilan: "The Lord is very happy to learn that you are still alive, and he ordered us to bring you back intact." ”

"Let him die!!" Ye Weilan picked up the pillow on the bed and smashed it, feeling a little out of control.

Qi Ye pressed her shoulder, looked directly into her eyes, and whispered, "Lan, calm down." ”

Ye Weilan blinked her eyes slowly, her red lips moved, and she slowly recovered, she couldn't act rashly, Qi Ye was still locked here, surrounded by enemies, she had to be calm.

"Your Royal Highness, I don't want to be rude to you." The implication is that if she refuses, he will still resort to some drastic measures.

Ye Weilan sneered, took out the knife he had prepared to use for self-defense, and put it on his neck: "There is poison on the knife that seals the throat with blood, don't threaten me, otherwise what you bring back is a corpse!" ”

Her break obviously made the other party quite embarrassed, the man's eyes fell on Qi Ye, and with one hand, he pressed the power button on the cabinet: "Your favorite brother, you don't care anymore?" ”

Ye Weilan smiled coldly: "Qi Ye, do you mind dying with me?" ”

Qi Ye kissed the corner of her lips: "Extremely happy." ”

The man's hand didn't press, there was more scrutiny in his eyes, and the atmosphere was stalemate for a while, and he stepped forward: "Maybe we can talk." “

There is a chance to live who wants to die.

Ye Weilan's knife never let go: "Let us go." ”

"Impossible," the man said in a blistering voice, "he can go, you must stay." ”

"I'm not so generous," Ye Weilan smiled slowly: "His pride won't allow me to do this, relying on women to survive, he will be laughed at and generous." ”

Qi Ye laughed lowly, his little wife's little head really didn't know how to grow, and she knew exactly what he wanted.

He looked at this confrontation scene, there was no trace of nervousness in his eyes, and he even hugged her comfortably.

No wonder so many men like to eat soft rice, it tastes so wonderful.

There was more anger in the man's eyes: "Then I have to offend—"

As soon as the word "sin" came out, Qi Ye suddenly made a move, snatched the knife in Ye Weilan's hand, and slashed at the man.

He was extremely fast, the man frowned, Qi Ye's hands were handcuffed, and the length of the chain couldn't reach here at all, so he was very relieved.

However, this reassurance stopped abruptly when he saw that the sharp blade was about to reach the door in front of him, and he quickly retreated, finally a step too late, and the tip of the knife tore through the mask and stained a little scarlet.