Chapter 1898 My Dear Wife, I Am in so Much Pain (80)

Yin Xueyuan looked at him and said softly, "My wife can only belong to me."

Ji Shuiyan laughed angrily, "The prince belongs to you alone. Why, the prince doesn't like you at all, she just sympathizes with you. If you are exposed, do you think the prince will still look at you?"

"That's a matter between my wife and I." The young man seemed a little unhappy, and then he thought of something and chuckled again, "Brother Ji, when I met an old friend in Tianfeng Village, it seemed that there was a long time. Well-known origins.”

Ji Shuiyan looked flustered, and couldn't help but take a step back, "I don't know her at all, what nonsense are you talking about."

"Really?" Yin Xueyuan hesitated, "She told me back then that you made her bankrupt and she wished she could turn you into ashes."

He smiled and said, "Is that so, Xiao Hong."

A woman came out from behind, locked eyes with her, and sneered, "I love you deeply, and even so, I don't blame you. But you turned around and came to the capital, and even climbed up to the current prince. , You are so capable, I should have broken your legs to see how careless you are."

Jishui Yanhua's face turned pale, "You...why are you here?" As he said that, he wanted to shout loudly, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make any sound.

"Brother Ji, please don't get excited, otherwise my bug will accidentally bite the wrong place." The young man spoke softly, and if it weren't for the look in his eyes, he would have thought he was sincere.

Xiao Hong cupped her fists and said, "Thank you very much."

The smile on Yin Xueyuan's face faded and he said softly, "Everyone gets what he needs. But if you let him appear in the wife's sight again, don't blame the wrong time."

The understatement hides murderous intent as dense as needle cotton.

Xiao Hong knew his identity, nodded, and carried Ji Shuiyan out of the palace.

The young man stood there for a long time and sighed, "How can my wife be so lovable?"

"Master." Qingmu over there came over with clothes and said hurriedly, "Are you okay?"

Yin Xueyuan coughed slightly and shook his head, "Nothing."

"Where is Mr. Ji?" Qingmu couldn't help but ask, looking at his master up and down, fearing that there was something wrong with his thin body.

Yin Xueyuan said softly, "Brother Ji seems to hate me very much."

Qingmu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, why do you have to stick your hot face to your cold butt? Mr. Ji is so arrogant." Then he muttered, "Besides, the prince dislikes him the most, and the prince likes him the most. It’s you, Master. Anyone with eyesight can see this, why don’t you understand, Master?”

The corners of the young man's lips curled up slightly, and he glanced at the male waiter, "You do win my heart, but it's a pity..."

Aoki couldn't help but wonder, "What's the pity?"

He looked over and caught the young man's good-humored smile, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Yin Xueyuan didn't care, and continued softly, "It's a pity...I don't like people who hide their minds deeply."

A trace of panic flashed in Aoki's eyes, "Master, I don't understand what you said."

The young man coughed a few times, his lips turned pale, "Nothing." He turned his head, curled his eyes and said, "If I can stay in the house, can I let the wife marry you?"

When Qingmu heard this, his legs felt a little weak for some reason, and he knelt down with a plop, "Master, I don't dare to think about it. You must not break this slave."