Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 341: Force Qi Pan to stay.

Qi Pan’s head only reached Ying Zheng’s chest.

Her entire face was pressed against Ying Zheng's chest.

His hands were pinned to his sides.

Ying Zheng put one hand around Qi Pan's waist and the other around her back.

The wide sleeves covered Qi Pan's entire body.

Only the head is exposed.

The moment he held Qi Pan in his arms, Ying Zheng's heart seemed to be filled with something.

Hear her cry out in pain.

Ying Zheng loosened his grip a little.

"Master...I'm sorry."

"Ugh! Let go...Brother, Zheng! Let me go!"

Seeing the person in my arms still struggling.

Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with anger, and he slashed Qi Pan's neck with his hand.

Qi Pan fainted instantly and his body went limp.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

Ying Zheng whispered something and picked up Qi Pan horizontally.

Light to the touch.

The Imperial Master is still too thin.

When Qi Pan woke up, he found himself trapped in a palace.

She reached out and touched the back of her neck.

There was a sharp pain in my neck.

"hiss........."

"woke up?"

Ying Zheng's voice rang in Qi Pan's ears.

Qi Pan was startled.

Recalling what happened before.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Ying Zheng was full of shock!

"Brother, you actually hit me? You even knocked me out?!"

Ying Zheng also knew that he was in the wrong.

It was wrong for him to knock Qi Pan unconscious.

Lack of consideration.

But considering the situation at that time, if he hadn't knocked Qi Pan unconscious.

There is no way but to keep her here.

Ying Zheng felt a little guilty, but he did not regret it.

As long as we can keep the national teacher here.

Even if the imperial teacher hated him for this, he was willing to bear it.

After all, he was the one who made the mistake first. He really shouldn't have attacked the Imperial Master and knocked her unconscious.

Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan with a guilty look in his eyes.

"Master, I'm sorry. I did something wrong."

"I shouldn't have hit you. I shouldn't have knocked you out."

"Does it hurt?"

Ying Zheng felt extremely regretful.

He walked closer to Qi Pan and reached out to touch her neck to see her injuries.

But Qi Pan subconsciously dodged it.

His eyes looked a little hurt.

"Master, are you afraid of me?"

"I........"

Qi Pan stepped back a little, putting some distance between himself and Ying Zheng.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Ying Zheng was somewhat strange.

"Shouldn't I be afraid of you?"

"I never thought you would stop me from going home."

"You imprisoned me in your arms and knocked me out."

“Is this still the Zheng brother I know?”

"Brother, is this still you?"

"Why are you doing this?"

Looking at Qipan’s face full of hurt and alertness.

Ying Zheng's heart ached.

He didn't understand why he did that.

Ying Zheng took out a bottle of ointment from his sleeve and handed it to Qi Pan.

"Master, if your neck still hurts, apply this ointment on it."

"Maybe it can provide some relief."

Qi Pan didn't reach out to take it.

She turned her head to the side and didn't look at Ying Zheng.

This is what Qi Pan hoped for after traveling through time to the Qin Dynasty.

Since I met Ying Zheng, this is the only time I have treated him like this.

I didn't take the thing from his hand, nor did I want to take it.

She didn't even want to see him anymore.

Ying Zheng silently placed the ointment on the table and turned away.

His steps as he walked out were extremely heavy.

Wait until Ying Zheng leaves.

Qi Pan reached out and rubbed his neck.

My neck still hurts a bit.

No matter how hard you try to make things difficult for others, you must never be hard on yourself.

Qipan picked up the ointment on the table.

He opened the bottle, scooped out a little ointment with his fingers, and applied it to his neck.

Ice and cold.

After a while, the pain in my neck slowly disappeared.

Looking at this somewhat unfamiliar palace, Qi Pan thought for a moment and picked up the suitcase.

He walked out of the hall quietly.

I want to see if there is any way to return to the modern world.

But before he could take two steps, Qi Pan was stopped.

The person standing in front of him was Ying Zheng.

Looking at Qi Pan carrying the suitcase, looking sneaky.

Ying Zheng said: "Master, where are you going?"

“Ah…I…”

Qi Pan felt a little guilty.

She was afraid that Ying Zheng would attack her again and knock her out, so she could only say.

"I can't get used to staying here. I want to go back to my own bedroom."

"No need."

Ying Zheng said: "The Imperial Master will live here and will live here from now on."

what?

Qi Pan was a little confused: "Why?"

"I lived well in my previous dorm, why do I have to live here?"

"What do you say?"

There was no expression on Ying Zheng's face.

"I know you want to leave, to leave here, to leave Daqin."

"Just give up on this idea. I won't let you go."

"As long as I am still here, I will never let you leave here, leave my side."

Looking at Ying Zheng’s eyes.

Qi Pan knew that he was serious.

Qi Pan felt a chill in his heart.

She had never seen Ying Zheng like this before.

"Why? Why do you have to keep me here?"

Ying Zheng said: "Master, don't you understand my intention?"

"I want to make you my queen, and I want you to stay by my side."

Qi Pan refused directly: "No, impossible!"

"I will not be your queen, and I will not stay here!"

Look at Qi Pan’s determined attitude.

Ying Zheng felt anxious.

"So what do you want?"

"As long as you don't leave here, I can give you anything you want."

Qi Pan said coldly: "I don't want anything."

"I just want to get out of here. I want to go home."

"National Master............."

Ying Zheng was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't know how to keep Qi Pan here.

Only then can he keep her by his side.

He couldn't do it and let Qi Pan leave.

There was nothing he could do but watch her leave here and disappear from his world.

Ying Zheng said: "This is impossible. I will not let you go."

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Qi Pan was pulling the suitcase.

He walked past Ying Zheng and wanted to go out past him.

But someone grabbed his wrist again.

Ying Zheng pleaded, "No, Imperial Master, please..."

"Please don't leave, okay?"

Looking at Ying Zheng like this.

The praying heart can't help but become depressed.

"Brother, please stop doing this, okay?"

Looking at the person whom I have always admired, being so humble in front of her, begging in a low voice.

There is an indescribable feeling and discomfort in my heart as I pray.

She said coldly: "Brother, please don't be like this, okay?!"

"Do you remember who you are? How can you say such things in such a tone?"

"Are you still the same Zheng brother I knew?"

Listen to the words of prayer.

Ying Zheng's grip on Qi Pan's wrist tightened little by little.

He said.