Chapter 1110 The fairy prince is paranoid 55

   After Bai Sang's thoughts moved, her mouth quickly continued: "I wanted to recognize your Highness earlier, but she couldn't protect herself, so she dragged it all the way to find His Highness now."

  Wen Ze's body trembled, surprise and excitement in those cold eyes, his eye sockets quickly turned red, and tears slowly gathered.

  He believed it.

  Since Sangsang died in his arms, few people knew.

  "Sang-Sangsang?" Wen Ze's voice was dark and hoarse, and his emotions were strongly suppressed.

   Came staggeringly, and stretched out his hand to push away Duan Cheng who was about to hug Bai Sang.

   Plop to kneel on the ground.

  The slender fingertips want to touch Bai Sang’s cheek, but this is what he is dreaming.

   Trembling fingers, when they were about to touch her cheek, they still didn't dare.

  Pinching a corner of her clothes with both hands, she started crying.

   "Sangsang, I miss you so much." Wen Ze burst into tears.

  Bai Sang saw Wen Ze returning to the way he was before, crying pitifully, her heart ached, she hugged him hard, "His Royal Highness, I miss you too."

  Duancheng also shed tears nearby.

  Excitedly climbed over, "Sangsang, you—you are not dead, you really are not dead."

   "I'm not dead, I'm really not dead."

  The three people 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 the people away slightly, "His Royal Highness, how did you kill so many people? You just killed me."

  Wen Ze shook his head violently, "No, I didn’t mean to kill Sangsang, I—"

   There was a snap.

  He slapped himself hard.

  Go 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, grabbing his hand, "What are you doing!"

   "I wanted to kill Sangsang just now. You can't take this hand, Sangsang, don't stop me."

  Wenze's eyes are serious, and he must abolish his right hand.

   "No!" How could Bai Sang let him cut off his right hand, "Don't don't, I don't blame you, I really didn't blame you, Your Highness, don't."

Wen Ze still shook his head, and Duan Cheng next to him stopped him and said lightly, "If you abolish your right hand, you won't be able to hold Sangsang's hand or touch her face. When you get married, you can only let Sangsang hold him. To you."

  This sentence hit Wen Ze's death.

   "Yes, and it's ugly to be severed. I don't want Your Highness to be ugly, I hope Your Highness looks good."

  Bai Sang nodded in agreement.

  Wen Ze was relieved and wanted to cut off his right hand.

  But after all, there was a click, and there was a dislocation directly.

  The hand that was still very vigorous just now became weak.

   "This hand almost hurt Sangsang, I don't want to use it now."

  Bai Sang held his unresponsive hand in both hands, "You—"

  Want to curse, but don’t know what to say.

Duan Cheng next to    was also afraid that she thought Wen Ze was a murderous madman, "In fact, this group of people are a bit damn, saying bad things about you, if it wasn't for the little majesty to take action, I would have to take it."

  Bai Sang cried again.

  She shook her head and nodded.

  Finally, the yard was too bloody, and the three of them returned to the room.

  The corpse outside was also cleaned up in a stick of incense.

  Only a faint smell of blood was permeated in the air, and a light breeze blew by, and then it was blown away.

  It's just that the three of them haven't said anything yet, and an **** has already come over to urge him to pass.

  As the prince, he must have attended the banquet after his father’s establishment.

  (End of this chapter)