"I'm just your bodyguard, not your princess. Don't let these servants call me princess in the future. It's so annoying." Feng Yiying's dark eyes narrowed. This damn girl wants to break up with him in a hurry.
To clear up the relationship? For some reason, he felt extremely unhappy when he heard her say that she was unwilling to be his princess. He said lazily: "Girl, not just any cat or dog can be my princess. It was just the servants who misunderstood."
That's it." Yi Qingchen nodded: "It's just a misunderstanding... Hey, wait!" She finally woke up and said: "Damn it! You actually changed the way to say that I am a cat or a dog?!" Feng Yiying laughed.
Laughing: "You said so yourself, not me. Haha, okay, you can rest here temporarily." He patted his hands twice, and a dozen maids and servants came in. His eyes were light.
He swept the floor and ordered: "This girl will be my king's bodyguard from now on, not the princess. You can call her Miss Yi from now on." Those maids and servants were all drawn from various courtyards. At first, everyone thought that
Now that Yi Qingchen has entered the Ziluan Pavilion, she is the real princess. Even the servants like them will be proud of themselves, but they never thought that this girl turned out to be just a bodyguard of the prince! Their full hopes were dashed,
Feng Yiying couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but in front of the third prince, he naturally didn't dare to show his disappointment on his face. He knelt on the ground and agreed to a few words. "Oh, by the way, where is Dr. He Shouwu?" Feng Yiying
Having already stepped out of the door, she suddenly thought of something and asked this question. Lian Xin hurriedly took a few steps forward and replied: "Replying to the prince, Doctor He wrote a prescription for Miss Yi and is currently meditating in the west wing.
"Feng Yiying nodded and walked away. In the blink of an eye, five or six days have passed. There is no TV, no computer, no KTV, no DVD, no friends to go crazy and make trouble with... everything is modern.
There was nothing but a broken mobile phone, which was out of battery. Yi Qingchen's injuries had almost healed, and she was almost going crazy from being locked up in a hospital every day.