Help!Crazy criticizing the tyrant, he spoils me every day

Chapter 161
No one has ever said these words to Xiaowei.

Because of their position, those brides who were paid tribute feared and hated Ye Di from the bottom of their hearts, how could they love him and give him happiness.

Xiaowei didn't know why the old man thought she would love Ye Di, but because of some understanding, she made a choice and would try hard.

"En!" Xiaowei nodded, as if she was responding to the old man.

When she left the house, the old man's words were like a stone smashed into her heart, and her heart was surging to understand him better.

Alai also came out, he continued to cook porridge and invited Xiaowei to stay for breakfast.

Xiaowei sat on a small chair brought by Alai and watched him throw vegetable leaves and cherry tomatoes into the boiling pot of water. These foods were the rewards he got for working in the fields.

"Alai, why haven't you seen your parents? What about them?" Xiaowei has known Alai for quite a while, except for his grandma, she has never heard him mention other family members, and now she doesn't see anyone other than grandma when she comes to the house.

"My mother was taken as a slave by a foreign race when I was three years old. I don't know where she is now, whether she is dead or alive. My father later joined the army and died in the war." Alai's nose was sore when he mentioned his parents, but he didn't cry. Continue tending to the food in the pot. "Now I only have my grandma as a family."

Xiao Wei couldn't help but look into the room. The old man lying on the bed looked at the pot of sunflowers on the table obsessively, and fell into a distant memory.

The old man wouldn't last long, and Alai was alone when she died.

"Your Highness, I heard that you can cure illnesses?" Alai confirmed, thinking of something.

Xiao Wei's heartstrings tightened slightly, and she nodded weakly.

"Can you treat my grandma?" Alai begged.

"Alai, I can't cure your grandma's illness, she is very old." Xiaowei apologized.

Alai's expectant eyes dimmed instantly.

Everyone said that the spiritual power of the princess can nourish life and cure all diseases. If such a person who can make miracles happen in the 500-year-old Dark Night Empire can't cure grandma, then he really has to accept that cruel reality.

Thinking that the grandma who raised him will pass away soon, Alai's heart hurts so much.

Holding back his tears, he sprinkled some salt into the overcooked vegetable porridge, and then turned off the fire.

He brought a bowl and spoon, first filled a bowl and handed it to Xiaowei.

"Thank you, I have to go to the field to do some work, you and grandma can eat." Xiaowei just wanted to accompany Alai, but she saw that it was almost time, so she said goodbye.

Alai didn't force it, and only went into the house with food after seeing off the princess.

"She's gone?" the old man lying on the bed asked softly.

"Yeah." Alai sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of vegetable porridge, and brought it to grandma's mouth.

"Eat later, while grandma still has some strength, talk to me."

Alai had to put down the bowl and spoon.

"The princess is a good person. She is different from those bullying aliens. It is not without reason that she was recognized by His Majesty."

Ali nodded in agreement.

"I know you are filial, but you have to accept some things calmly, so you gave her a problem just now."

Alai finally couldn't hold it anymore, and rinsed his eyes with tears.

The old man raised a hand with difficulty to wipe away his grandson's tears.

Alai took the hand that was caressing his cheek and held it tightly in his palm.

"Alai, without grandma, you have to live strong, grow up, get married and have children...I, your grandfather and your father will bless you."

Alai pressed his teary face to the back of the old man's hand.

The pain, the reluctance to give up wrapped him like a dense net, strangling him to the point of suffocation.

After going through too many life and death partings, he was so afraid of being alone. It wasn't that he couldn't accept it, but he was unwilling to do so. The fate was unfair, and even the last thing he had was cruelly deprived.

(End of this chapter)