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"This King does not need it."

He didn't need her to help him in this way.

Xiao Qing Ran's eyes flashed. She was afraid that she had misunderstood his meaning. The fire in her heart surged: "What do you mean by this? I helped you make a mistake, didn't I? "

She shook off his hand and coldly said like a child, "You're right, who is Duke Han? You're too skilled, why would you need the help of someone like me."

"This King does not mean that." Su Qianhan frowned. He did not want to make a mistake with his words and tried explaining, "You can't take off his clothes, this way... "Not appropriate."

"Inappropriate? What's wrong with that? Could it be that he would jump up and shout 'molest' after this person died? " Xiao Qing was obviously not in a good mood.

Su Qian Han's face changed, he clenched his fingers tightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Anyway, it's not right!"

Hearing his tone, Xiao Qing Ran became even more confused. She sized him up for a while and suddenly said with an extremely strange tone of voice: "I say, are you … "Scared?"

Su Qianhan was stunned. "What did you say?"

He waved his hand and said: "Alright, I got it. You don't need to feel embarrassed. For princes and princes like you, who grow up dressed in luxurious clothing and food, to not be able to see corpses for such a long period of time even though you guys are training in martial arts and fighting, it's normal that you guys don't want to see corpses. It's not a big deal, you just have to wait for me at the side."

Su Qianhan unnoticeably slapped him on the back of his head, "You might have forgotten how you got the title of King Han."

He was indeed a prince, but he wasn't someone who would get rich easily. He had followed them into the battlefield as a teenager, and his current status was based on fighting with both his hands.

Let alone a corpse like that, he had already seen rivers of blood on the battlefield more than once.

"Then why did you …"

"I just don't want you to do it. There's no reason why." Su Qian Han did not intend to continue the discussion on this topic. He frowned slightly and said, "What do you want to know? This King will do it."

"You?" Xiao Qing widened her eyes in disbelief, "Is that alright?"

Su Qianhan was patient at first, but when he heard her skeptical tone, his pride immediately surged, "Can this small matter make me feel troubled?"

He lifted his foot and walked to the opposite side of the coffin. He stood on her side and instantly pulled this person behind him. He stopped in a place that could perfectly block her line of sight: "Stand back."

"You're blocking me like this, I can't see it." Xiao Qing frowned and wanted to lean forward.

Su Qianhan pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, spreading out her arms in front of her, "You are not allowed to look, otherwise I will knock you out and bring you back!"

Xiao Qing was stunned as she stared at him, "On what basis?"

"Based on the fact that This King's strength is higher than yours and my inner strength is deeper than yours."

Xiao Qinggran: "... Is there a f * cking reason for you to have such high martial prowess? "

The truth was that she had her reasons. Xiao Qing didn't want to waste her time arguing with him over such a small matter. She didn't want to do it anyway, but it was a good thing that she had help now.

It was fine if he didn't want to see it, but she just wanted to be sure of one thing.

"Have you taken off your clothes? You don't have to take it off, just your top. Is there anything wrong with his chest? " Xiao Qing's back was facing him as she commanded.

Su Qianhan had expended a great deal of effort to strip off Zhao Chen's clothes. The reason for that was because this was the first time the Duke of Han had done something like this. "This is …"

Xiao Qingran subconsciously turned her head when she heard his sudden two surprised words.

Su Qianhan quickly reached out his hand to stop her, but before he could say anything, he heard a voice from outside.

"My Chen'er, why did you leave just like that? How am I supposed to live in the future?"

"Mother, don't be like this. People can't be revived."

"What are you saying? He's your brother! "Now that he's dead, you don't look sad at all. Are you still my daughter?"

"So what if I cry? The person is already dead, what can we do now? "

"You … Hey, what's going on? What's wrong with these two servants? "

The noise from outside came closer and closer. It was the voice of two women.

The two men in the room looked at each other. Su Qianhan reacted first and quickly put Zhao Chen's clothes back on.

"Let me help you." Xiao Qing stepped forward and did the details. Then, the two of them put the lid back on.

The moment the two of them hid on the rafters, the door was pushed open from the outside. Ma Ying ran in sobbing with a handkerchief in her hand. Zhao Xin'er followed behind with an impatient look on her face.

"My Chen'er is really pitiful. Even after death there aren't many people to worry about, why is your life so bitter?" Ma Ying was vexed as she scolded, "And there are those two damned servants outside. How can they not understand the rules and guard their master's mourning hall and fall asleep? We cannot allow this kind of blind servant to live in our mansion. "

Zhao Xin'er crossed her chest as she stood at the door. She casually glanced at the coffin and said in a low voice: "Even if there is someone guarding the coffin every day, isn't it useless? Isn't everyone already dead? Do you think you can extort the corpse and blame others?"

Although her voice was low, Ma Ying heard her, "What are you saying? Are you not sad at all when your brother dies? You must know that the culprit who harmed your brother is still out there free! "

The two men on the beam looked at each other.

Xiao Qing then raised her eyebrows and smiled. She opened her mouth and said those words silently, repeating those four words: "I'm at large."

A helpless smile flashed in Su Qianhan's eyes. There was even a hint of love in it, but he did not say anything.

The voice continued.

"Don't speak carelessly, mother. Even though he had an argument with Duke Han when he was still alive, that doesn't mean he was beaten to death by him, right?" "It's fine if the people outside say what they want, but even if they say thank you, they won't be able to find out anything. Our identities are right here. If what mother said just now were to spread …"

"So what if it spreads? It's not the first time that Su Qianhan has done this. Could it be that he's afraid of others saying it? "

Ma Ying was so angry that she lost her mind. To call a prince by his name without respect was taboo. If people heard about him, they would immediately blame him for being disrespectful to the royal family. Of course, Xiao Qing was an exception.

Zhao Xin'er frowned and said, "Mom, you should pay more attention to your words. There are no outsiders here, if you let outsiders hear it, it would be no joke. Mother, do you want us to die for you alone?"

"Zhao Xin'er, are you trying to teach me a lesson? Look at you now! Your own brother is dead! "Because of an outsider, you actually …"

"Then if Duke Han is not an outsider, would I be able to protect him?" Zhao Xin'er threw out these words.

These words caused the three people in the room to be stunned.

"What do you mean?" Ma Ying looked at Zhao Xin'er with her eyes wide open in shock. She had completely forgotten to cry.

Zhao Xin'er looked at her and said, "Mother thinks that a useless son is better than the current Crown Prince, who was once the Crown Prince's son? Which one of them is more powerful than our Zhao Mansion? "

She pursed her lips to the side and calculated with her eyes, "Besides, didn't I say that one cannot be revived when dead?"

However, she did not show it. Instead, she raised her head with a disguised smile towards the man in front of her, continuing to speak in silence: "I can't see it, Duke Han. Your peach blossoms are quite flourishing."

Su Qianhan was stunned. This was not the first time he came into contact with her, and he had long since noticed her little tricks.

For example — when she was upset, she would laugh like this, pinching her thumb and forefinger together.

Was she — jealous?

A smile appeared in his eyes. He felt that the Zhao Mansion had not come for nothing today.

However, she didn't know that this man had also seen that she was unhappy. Thus, when she saw this person's smile, she became even more unhappy.

There's something wrong!

The third young miss silently cursed, then bitterly turned her gaze away.

Ma Ying's heart shuddered. "What do you mean …"

Her eyes widened in shock as she shook her head in disbelief. Her voice trembled as she said, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Given Duke Han's character, how could he be threatened by us? If …"

"Don't mention the future." Zhao Xin'er said unhappily: What's wrong? Before you become a mother, you're already frightened of yourself? "

Ma Ying's face changed a few times. She turned around to look at her son's coffin and suddenly realized something. She completely forgot to cry.

Seeing her conflicted expression, Zhao Xin`er smiled and said, "Alright, it's getting late, I need to go back and rest. Mother, you should go rest as well. Maybe there will be something big going on in the next two days."

As she spoke, she yawned and walked out of the room. As for her brother, who had already entered the coffin, she did not even glance at him once.

It was true that there were many children in the family who fought, and there were also many who were unfeeling. However, this was the first time Xiao Qing saw such a brother and sister being so heartless.

After Zhao Xin'er left, Ma Ying also quickly calmed herself down and left. The two people on the beam jumped off the room. They looked at each other and didn't say anything. They quickly left the house while the people outside were changing shifts.

The moonlight was intoxicating, and the street was covered with a bridge of moonlight. It was rare for them to walk side by side in such silence. At first, neither of them wanted to break it.

However, Xiao Qing Qing quickly thought of something important. "What's the situation on Zhao Chen's chest?"

"Didn't you already guess that?" Su Qian Han stood beside her and glanced at the two men's shoulders from the corner of his eyes.

She was not much shorter than he was among the women, but she was half a head shorter. They walked side by side, her shoulder against his arm, making her seem even more petite.