Xuanyuan Yichen walked all the way, tossed in several places, and was hot and tired. The hardest thing he has ever done in his life, except for taking medicine when he was very young, is to practice martial arts for a long time, and the last thing he needs to do is walking. There are carriages, sedan chairs, and horseback riding. There is also a special sedan chair in the house, but you don't need to walk so hard. If it weren't for Liu Qingyan for a few days, he wouldn't have to walk so much at all, and he would have come and gone in a hurry. Who knew that this "culprit" didn't appreciate it at all, and he didn't even have any sympathy, he simply regarded himself as hidden.

Xuanyuan Yichen felt so tired, and even his mood was getting worse and worse. The anger that had been stored up for a long time was expressed through a pair of his eyes, almost bursting out.

Liu Qingyan was there, and he paid attention to it, that is, he turned a blind eye to Xuanyuan Yichen's arrival, turned a deaf ear, and let him sing his own one-man show alone, even if the fire in his eyes ate him, it was none of her business.

It was embarrassing that the man had just woken up from the coma caused by his injuries and fever, and the bowl of porridge in his hand had not had time to drink two more sips, so he was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the bowl of porridge almost didn't spill directly. He suddenly felt that at the beginning, "Sister Qingyan" said that she would let her hold the porridge and feed him with a spoon, maybe he shouldn't insist on refusing.

The young man looked at Xuanyuan Yichen helplessly, and then at Liu Qingyan, not knowing whether he wanted to answer this question or not.

Liu Qingyan was not lively enough, and said as if adding fuel to the fire: "Ignore him, the porridge is almost cold, drink it quickly!" ”

No one has ever taken Xuanyuan Yichen so seriously. Then, he wants to get everyone's attention even more. He stepped forward and directly knocked over the bowl of porridge that the young man was holding in his hand with one hand. The young man was weak and had no strength, and this bowl of porridge was quite heavy. Xuanyuan Yichen's hand fell into the bowl, and the porridge inside spilled out. The bowl fell to the ground and smashed into several pieces.

Liu Qingyan never thought that Xuanyuan Yichen would do such a thing, and stood up suddenly, but fortunately, he reacted in time, and the spilled porridge did not splash on his body. Xuanyuan Yichen, the culprit, didn't leave, just stood in place, and there was a lot of splashes on the hem of his clothes and shoes. But the most affected by the disaster is undoubtedly this teenager. Most of the porridge was sprinkled, and his hands were all over his body. Fortunately, the porridge was no longer very hot, and he was covered with a thin quilt. It will not leave his old wounds unhealed, and add new burns.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingyan scolded angrily, and carefully lifted the thin quilt on the young man's body, fortunately, there was the cover of the quilt, and the body covered under the quilt was only slightly wet, but it didn't get the porridge, only a few on his hands.

Liu Qingyan glanced back at the few people who were standing at the door, led by the first and fifteenth years of junior high school, and Xiao Yue didn't know when she came back and stood at the door. She glanced at Xiao Yue, and just said, "Go and get a basin of water." He looked at the others, "Come in and clean up this place, and then look for a new quilt." ”

A few people went one by one, but only the first and fifteenth were still standing at the door, looking at the two people in the room in a panic.

The boy also had a pair of narrow eyes, and he didn't know what to do at all. He hesitated, and said timidly in a low voice: "Liu ......" only then did he make a faint voice, perhaps thinking of the man Fang Cai, he asked him loudly what he called her. So he immediately changed his words and said: "This sister, this eldest brother, thank you two for taking care of me for the past two days, I feel that the injuries on my body are almost healed, and they don't hurt anymore." I'm really sorry, I'll go home and not bother the two of you. ”

As he spoke, the boy tried to move his left leg, which had been splinted and tightly wrapped in gauze, to the side of the bed, but when he saw that his hands were still full of porridge, he didn't know what to do.

"Lie down, don't move!" Liu Qingyan hurriedly spoke to stop him, and stretched out his hand to stop him, and then stood in front of him with the appearance of a calf protector, looked at Xuanyuan Yichen fearlessly and said, "What do you want?" ”

"Let's go! Hurry up! Xuanyuan Yichen really wanted to say this, but when he saw the mess all over the ground, and the young man's body was indeed seriously injured, not to mention the left leg that the doctor had strictly forbidden to move, he also knew that if he was really allowed to go, it would be really difficult and unkind. Especially Liu Qingyan was already very angry with himself, if he really wanted to come out like this again, would he really let Liu Qingyan have no contact with him. However, he really couldn't swallow this breath. He is such a dignified idle king, no one has ever looked down on him so much, and no one has ever dared to treat him like this. Especially in front of so many people, Liu Qingyan has no intention of giving in at all, let alone wanting to reconcile with him.

"I want to ask, what do you want?" In fact, Xuanyuan Yichen really wanted to ask, if Liu Qingyan was angry because of what she had just said, then her reaction was really much beyond his expectations. It feels like she's not just angry, it seems that there are more secrets hidden in it.

"What do I think? Haven't you already seen it? Liu Qingyan raised his eyes and replied provocatively.

What Xuanyuan Yichen saw, he saw that the young man was drinking porridge, and Liu Qingyan helped him wipe it again. He also heard Liu Qingyan speak to the young man in an unprecedentedly gentle tone, from beginning to end, he still took such care of the young man, and was so close to him...... All of these things have not been experienced and enjoyed by Xuanyuan Yichen, why can this young man who suddenly appeared have such treatment?

"I won't allow it!"

"It's my business, it's none of your business, what do I do, why do I need your permission?" Liu Qingyan said a few words like tongue twisters one after another, and the central idea was one sentence: Her business has nothing to do with him!

"How can it not be related to me? This is the Xian Wang's Mansion, whether it's you or him......"

"Lord Wang! Princess! Seeing that Xuanyuan Yichen was about to say something even more ugly and irrational, the first and fifteenth of the junior high school stood at the door, not knowing what to do, and the remaining few people stood at the door stupidly with brooms, rags and thin quilts in their hands, and did not dare to come in, Xiao Yue hurriedly ran over with a basin of water, and the person had not yet arrived. He had already rushed to shout, interrupting Xuanyuan Yichen's nonsense!

After Linglong freshened up, she changed into clean clothes and rushed over. She originally went directly to Xianting, but when she saw that there was no one inside, she faintly heard a voice from Yunshuyuan here, so she came over and happened to come over with Xiaoyue. Seeing Xiao Yue suddenly speak out, she was still very unhappy and quietly gave her an elbow, blaming her for not interrupting Xuanyuan Yichen's words, let him continue, the worse the relationship between the two of them, the better, and her hope will grow!

Maybe Xuanyuan Yichen finally realized that he said something he shouldn't have said, and quickly shut his mouth. Liu Qingyan stood up straight, looked at him coldly, and said slowly, "What did you say?" ”

"Lord, princess, the water has already come, let Xiao Yue wash the hands of this son first!" Xiao Yue ignored the obstruction of Linglong who followed her closely, and once again interrupted the conversation between the two people, and even squeezed in directly from the middle of the first and fifteenth years of the two petrified door gods, and went straight to the middle of Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan, wishing that she could not directly put the basin of water in her hand in the middle of the two people. Xiao Yue also resolutely turned her head and glared at the first and fifteenth of junior high, "Everyone come over and help1"

Several people agreed again and again, fifteen came over and twisted the towel in the basin, stepped forward to help the young man scrub his hands, and the rest of the people changed the quilt for the quilt, and swept the ground.

Xiao Yue and Fifteen also intentionally or unintentionally squeezed Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan to both sides, widening the distance between them. Only Linglong, she only thinks about letting Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan quarrel, it would be better if she could fight. It's a pity that she has just finished her three-month confinement today, knowing that she is still at the most sensitive time, the slightest mistake or provokes Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan to be even the slightest bit unhappy, it will bring the worst consequences to herself, and she still doesn't dare to do anything on the surface. Secretly, he was thinking about how to make the situation work in his favor!

It's a small thing, and there are a lot of people doing it. It's no better than Xiao Yue and Fifteen, thinking about how to do the work in hand for a longer time, so that the other few subordinates cleaned the ground and beds in three or two clicks, and quickly slipped away one by one, everyone knows that this room is now the center of the storm, no one is a fool, so don't stay here for even a second! Xiao Yue and Fifteen are certainly not fools, but they care more about this prince, so they must stay.

There was nothing to do in the first year of junior high school, so he stood behind a few people and watched, watching how Fifteen washed the towel over and over again, and wiped the young man's hands over and over again, until his hands were red, the young man's face was aggrieved and innocent, and his eyes were also red, he was still washing the towel over and over again, and then wiping it, seeing that he was wiping it again, I was afraid that the young man's skin would fall off. Of course, if the rest of his body is either not medicated or bandaged, I can't wipe him all over his body with this basin of water and this towel in the fifteenth meeting!