"So I figured it out, and I don't blame you anymore, but I know that my uncle will not let you go, so I will wait here every day. I hope to see you one day. Did my uncle bully you? Did he let you go? Great, Qianqian, come with me, I will treat you very well..."
Tuoba Zheng kept chattering, but the Thousand-faced Young Master just wanted to take a knife and cut off his tongue to turn him into a mute.
"Let me go." He struggled again, but Tuoba Zheng held him tighter and pulled him towards his mansion.
"Qianqian, I have so many things to say to you. I can't finish them in three days and three nights. It's great. I finally see you. It's great." Tuoba Zheng was obviously overjoyed, and even his words changed. You have to be confused.
The two people were fighting on the street, which had attracted the attention of passers-by.
Tuoba Zheng is the second prince, and his face is his symbol. Everyone in the capital recognizes him.
They were all surprised to see the second prince and a girl dressed in women's clothes having sex and talking affectionately. They all stopped to watch, and cheered Tuoba Zheng from time to time.
Tuoba Zheng doesn't have the airs of a prince, and he is not as arrogant as other royal families. In addition, he is brave and good at fighting and has won many battles for South Vietnam, so he has a good reputation in the eyes of the people.
"Second Prince, have you fallen in love with someone?"
"Is this girl the one you like? She is so beautiful."
"Girl, the second prince is very skilled in martial arts and has a great body. You won't suffer any loss if you follow him."
"Yes, it's rare that the Second Prince likes you, so just go with the Second Prince!"
Audiences who don’t know the truth have been croaking.
The face of the Thousand-faced Young Master turned green with anger.
Tuoba Zheng smiled brightly: "Qianqian, you see everyone is praising me, why are you being so coy? Come on, let's go home and talk if you have anything to say. Don't let others laugh here."
"Tuoba Zheng, do you still want shame?" Master Qianmian gritted his teeth and cursed.
"I'm shameless, I only want you." Tuoba Zheng answered without thinking.
"Pooh!"
Young Master Qianmian was so disgusted that he almost vomited.
"Were you kicked out by my uncle? Are you homeless? Qianqian, I know you don't want to be a killer. Since I've known you, I've never seen you kill anyone. Don't you? If you are willing to return to your killer organization, just go to my place. As long as you follow me, I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt a hair of yours."
Tuoba Zheng's expression was very serious, and every word came from the bottom of his heart.
Although what he said sounded so ridiculous, it made the Thousand-faced Young Master extremely disgusted.
But for some reason, deep in his heart, there was a strange warmth.
He had no father or mother, and grew up among beggars. He was later adopted by the Master of the Zixiao Pavilion. If it hadn't been for the Master of the Zixiao Pavilion, he might not have survived this long.
The experience of begging since childhood told him that no matter what he wanted, he had to fight hard to grab it. If he couldn't get food from others, then he would have no choice but to starve to death.
No one has ever protected him or said such heartwarming words to him.
Not even his adoptive father, the master of Zixiao Pavilion.
After arriving at Zixiao Pavilion, although he was the adopted son of the pavilion master, the training he received was the same as that of the killers. The law of the jungle was a life-and-death struggle. If he had not had an experience since childhood, he would not have stood out from the other killers. .