Chapter 949

"What? Are you distressed?" Ye Qingyan watched Zhou Zhuang slowly walk towards him, a softness flashed in his heart, but this softness was all wrapped up by that layer of hardness, no matter if it was the white eagle underneath , or Zhou Zhuang in front of him, he can't see it, because he knows that as the prince of Qianye Kingdom, he can't show any state of falling, because he knows that everything is his own. Breaking out, he couldn't have ruined everything because of such a man.

Zhou Zhuang glanced at him and didn't say anything, but he looked back at Bai Ying who was kneeling at the bottom and said, "Come on, I have nothing to do with you here, go and monitor Zhan Glacier closely, and report back as soon as there is any news. "

"Yes, thank you teacher..." Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ying wanted to bite off his own tongue. He said one more sentence, because he was so grateful, so he called Zhou Gong's usual title directly. Master, it is said that the crown prince hates being called Master Zhouzhuang the most, because... it's too ambiguous.

Therefore, the white eagle still did not see the moon that night, no, or the person who saw the moon again was no longer this white eagle.

Ye Qingyan put away the smoking gun from her hand, threw it on the table in front of her, and snorted coldly, "No matter how busy you are, I hope that next time you will find someone who will be trained by you. Okay, don't do things beyond your head, just come here to court death."

"If they are all as you want, or you can use the roundworms in your stomach to train them, so that they will know what you want, what you are angry about, what you are laughing at, what you are happy about," Zhouzhuang said lightly Dan, but from his tone, Ye Qingyan could tell that he was angry.

He is angry, he is not happy.

No, it should be said that he is also angry, because no one can take away his Zhouzhuang, not even his white eagle, red eagle, they can't do this, because they are nothing, Because they are just tools, and in this world, the only person who is good to him can only be himself.

"Qingyan, when will you be able to learn to restrain your own temper, from the first day of this year, you can calculate by yourself, how many white eagles have you killed, and the number of red eagles is also quite large, But at least, they can still operate normally, if you keep killing like this, I can’t find so many people to train, let alone train them to suit you, some things require experience and patience.”

"That's your business," Ye Qingyan looked at him and sneered, "For so many years, you have been training the white eagle under my command, I have never worried about it, now you are telling me , you can't do it?"

Zhou Zhuang frowned and looked at him: "You know I don't mean that."

He didn't speak, just looked at Zhouzhuang quietly.

In his eyes, Zhouzhuang has always been a man as pure as a young man, even if their encounter was not so clean at first, but in his eyes, Zhouzhuang was a gentle boy, a warm boy. He hasn't turned into a cold-blooded demon because he is by his side.

But looking at the white eagles and red eagles around him, he really can't stand it, can't stand him being so swaggering beside him, can't stand him living in a dark place like this, can't stand being someone else beside him, Even if those people were prepared for him.

So what, Zhouzhuang can only be his own.