Evil Boss Comes Again

Hearing Xiwei's words, Yan Qingyi's heart felt like being caught by a cat.

Why do people put their opinions on his mother on him? He is clearly the most innocent person!

If he can, he doesn't want to live like this, but what can he do? He has been born into this world!

Can't everybody do the same to him as Izzie?

"Your Highness, I don't think you can be like this. If you go on like this, people will look down on you more and more. In front of your father, you will always be a person who can't get on the stage."

"It doesn't matter to me. I've been used to it for a long time. Xiaomin, let's not continue this topic, OK?"

"You are so stupid, why do you want to bear all this willingly?"

"If I didn't bear all this, I would have died long ago. In order to survive, I can only do so."

Such Xiwei, really let Yan Qingyi good heart.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her hands like jade grease on his shoulder, patted them twice and took them back.

"No matter what people think of you, you will always be a noble prince in my heart, and I will always be on your side."

"Good."

"Mm-hmm." Yan Qingyi looked at the wound on his back and said, "the effect of this medicine is very good. After a few days, your injury will be cured. What would you like to eat tonight? I'll make it for you

"You can eat anything, as long as you make it."

Yan Qingyi's lips bent and left.

After returning to his room, he let 003 open the space and go in to make dinner.

Now the king didn't send anyone, so he didn't want to punish Sylvie and her any more.

After finishing eating, when the sun goes down, Yan Qingyi sends the food to Xiwei.

Every time Yan Qingyi does something, he can arouse his great interest.

The chicken stewed for him this time, because he was injured, he had to eat some good tonic, so he was busy all afternoon.

"Is it good to drink?"

"Well."

Sylvie enjoyed the chicken soup in his bowl. He swore that it was the best soup he had ever had.

The small half pot of chicken soup was drunk by Sylvie and half of the chicken was eaten at the same time.

Seeing that he ate so much, Yan Qingyi felt that the busy work in the afternoon was worth it.

After eating, Yan Qingyi helped him to the yard.

After wandering for half an hour, it was getting dark, and he was sent back to the house.

After he was well healed, Yan Qingyi went back to his residence.

As soon as we got to the door of the room, Isis stood pacing back and forth, looking worried.

As soon as Isis turned around, he saw Yan Qingyi coming back.

He strode to Yan Qingyi and asked eagerly, "Xiaomin, where have you been? I've been waiting for you here for a long time and I haven't seen you! "

"Can I help you?" Yan Qingyi took a look at him, went to the door of the room, opened the door, and went in.

Isis followed closely. "Xiaomin, my father wants me to go to the earth. Would you like to go with me?"

"I'm not going." Yan Qingyi shook his head, went to the table and sat down, "you go by yourself."

You're kidding. Sylvie's here. What's she doing on earth?

After hearing this, Isis was not in a hurry. After sitting beside her, she explained, "Xiaomin, I want you to go to the earth with me. That's your home. Don't you want to go back and have a look?"