Chapter 1840 Wife, It Hurts so Much (22)

Yin Xueyuan covered his chest and said, his beautiful eyes a little watery, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Aoki exclaimed, "Master? What's wrong with you?"

This movement caused several people to look sideways. Shen Mubai was also startled. He quickly opened Ji Shuiyan's hand and took a step forward, "Xueyuan, are you okay?"

"My wife..." The young man supported by the male attendant raised his face slightly, covering his chest, and said with moist eyes, "I feel so much pain..."

Shen Mubai quickly turned around and said, "Go and call the doctor!"

Unexpectedly, the young man gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, "My wife..." The other party shook his head, his pale face seemed to be transparent, and his lips were light-colored, "I'll just rest for a while."

As he spoke, he bit his lip and said, "My wife, please go with your brothers first. I will arrive later."

Shen Mubai didn't have the guts to go first, so he could only patiently say, "Nothing, we'll wait for you for a while."

She let Aoki support him and sat down. Seeing that there was nothing else around, she had to pull the boy to her side, "If you don't mind, just lean against me for a while."

Yin Xueyuan grabbed the woman's sleeve tightly, nodded, then put his head against her, pursed his lips and said softly, "My wife is so kind to me."

Shen Mubai was worried about his body and asked, "Does it still hurt? Do you want to call the doctor?"

The young man shook his head, "I've seen it before. It's an old problem. I'll be fine after a while."

Shen Mubai was a little worried, fearing that it was a heart attack, so he asked a few more questions. After learning the answer, he slowly felt relieved.

Ji Shuiyan looked at the two of them coldly, snorted coldly, "Why don't it hurt to death?" He kicked the stones under his feet, "Hey, Miao Renmo."

Miao Renmo turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

Ji Shuiyan said, "Tell me, why did the prince suddenly become concerned about this sick man?"

He felt very strange. You know, if he hadn't known that there were so many men in the palace, he wouldn't have known that such a person existed. After all, Nalan Wuyang rarely mentioned young people. Who knew that he would snatch a half-dead man back and send him back? He had no choice but to stay in the palace.

Miao Renmo said coldly, "I don't know."

Ji Shuiyan said worriedly, "He doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. What if he hurts the prince?"

Miao Renmo frowned slightly in confusion, "It's impossible. He doesn't seem to have any inner strength. He is just an ordinary person."

Ji Shuiyan rolled her eyes, "Who stipulates that ordinary people can't hurt the prince? What if it's done carefully?"

"What are you pretending to be?" Miao Renmo said nonchalantly, "Aren't you going to leave the palace sooner or later? What does the prince's safety have to do with you?"

Ji Shuiyan's face stiffened, "Who...who said I was leaving the palace?"

Miao Renmo said, "Aren't you just interested in Nalan Wuyang's wealth? You've taken enough things. If you don't leave, are you still going to stay here?"

Being able to see through her inner thoughts, Ji Shuiyan became a little angry and said, "Why don't you practice your bullshit elixir just for the feng shui of the palace?"

Miao Renmo said calmly, "So what, what does it have to do with you?"

Ji Shuiyan sneered with unknown meaning.

Jun Shaomei watched the woman talking to the young man in a low voice. The softness between her brows and eyes was extremely quiet and peaceful, and he felt confused for no reason.

I don't know since when, the woman's enthusiasm for him has become less than before, and in front of outsiders, it is only superficial.

Jun Shaomei looked away, that's all, no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with him.

Closing his eyes, what appeared inside was the face of another woman.