Chapter 1842 Wife, It Hurts Me so Much (24)

At that time, Jun Shaomei was drinking tea and said calmly, "If she doesn't come, she won't come. Can I still force her?"

The male attendant was a little worried and said, "I heard people say that the prince has been to Mr. Yin's house several times recently."

Jun Shaomei couldn't help but look away and said, "These flowers are pretty good. How many flowers will brother Xueyuan pick?"

Perhaps thinking of something, the young man pursed his lips and smiled a little sweetly, "My wife has a nice fragrance on her body. I don't know if it's a touch of flower fragrance. I want to pick some and put them in the house. I feel like I'm smelling sweet every day." He is with his wife."

He said, a little annoyed at his talkativeness, "I just stay in the yard for a long time on weekdays... so I talk a lot today, so I won't disturb Brother Shaomei."

Ji Shuiyan picked some peonies and winked at the woman with a smile, "Your Majesty~"

Shen Mubai quickly turned his face to the side and covered his eyes.

Ji Shuiyan pouted, pointed at the orchid, "I hate it!"

Shen Mubai was so tired, she quickly waved her hands and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Ji Shuiyan blinked her eyes and said, "Isn't she beautiful? Are people more delicate than flowers?"

Shen Mubai nodded weakly, "Yeah, everything you say is right."

Putting the peony behind her ear, Ji Shuiyan waved and said coquettishly, "My lord, look at the slave family. Is it more beautiful than others?"

She had a wooden face.

"Yeah." Suddenly a small exclamation came.

Shen Mubai looked at it, and the young man withdrew his hand in pain.

She quickly stood up and walked over, "Xueyuan?"

Yin Xueyuan raised his face, his eyes a little watery, "My wife..."

Shen Mubai lowered his head and said, "What's wrong?"

The young man put his hand away, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"Show me." She squatted down and said suspiciously.

Yin Xueyuan clenched her hands nervously, "Master Wife?"

Shen Mubai frowned.

The young man then stretched out his hand hesitantly and slowly, and the blood beads on his fingers overflowed, "This... I didn't expect this flower to have thorns..."

He said a little sadly, "I don't want to cause trouble to my wife."

Shen Mubai sighed and said, "It's okay. In that case, just let the servants take you there later. I'll take you back to bandage it first."

Yin Xueyuan nodded.

Seeing that the woman went to ask someone to call a sedan chair, Ji Shuiyan sneered and leaned over, "Oh, you really know how to pretend."

The young man looked at him blankly.

"You still pretend to be like that." Ji Shuiyan said disdainfully, "It's a pity that someone like you who can only win the prince's sympathy won't be favored for long."

Yin Xueyuan was a little uneasy and said, "Brother Ji?"

Ji Shuiyan snorted, shook the peony in her hand as if to show off, and said proudly, "The prince said, I am as beautiful as this peony, what kind of thing are you."

The young man pursed his lips and turned a little pale.

Ji Shuiyan smiled and said, "How long do you think the prince will keep you fresh?"

Yin Xueyuan raised his face slightly and glanced at the peony in his hand.

Ji Shuiyan is secretly happy.

"The flowers in Brother Ji's hand..." The young man opened his lips, "You can see them everywhere in Beiqing Kingdom..."

Is this an allusion to his vulgarity?

Ji Shuiyan's face was so angry that he twisted his face. His pretty face flushed, and he pointed at the young man and said, "You, you, you..."

The young man coughed and said softly, "Brother Ji... I know you don't like me..." He coughed violently and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ji Shuiyan was splashed all over and was dumbfounded.