(MTL)Marry the villain, Uncle Sick Jiao

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Repayment

    Ning Wanwan immediately got up and nodded when she heard that she had something serious to do, "Okay, Uncle Huang, walk slowly."

    Before Si Zhan turned around, as if afraid of Ning Wanwan's misunderstanding, he hurriedly added, "Thank you for your drive away from the cold. Soup, this is the best soup I've ever had in my life."

    Hearing this, Ning Wanwan's depressed face suddenly lit up.

    Fuyi looked at the back of Si Zhan's master and servant leaving, and stopped talking for a while, and finally said, "Girl, there are some things that a slave can say, but the slave is really anxious. In my heart..."

    Ning Wanwan interrupted Fuyi leisurely and said, "You mean to say that I am too good to His Royal Highness Prince Yi, right?"

    Fuyi sucked in a breath of cold air, her almond eyes were round and round, " It's more than good, it's simply too good."

    "If it wasn't for His Royal Highness Prince Yi, maybe... I would have died long ago." Ning Wanwan turned her head, her gaze followed the misty lake not far away. When he landed at the end of the sky, he said faintly, "And what I'm doing now is not even one ten thousandth of what he did to me, so it's nothing."

    Fuyi didn't expect that he was rescued on the Shangyuan Festival. The lady's benefactor turned out to be His Royal Highness King Yi.

    She is also very grateful to King Yi for saving her girl, but she always feels that the girl's kindness to this King Yi is beyond the scope of a repayer.

    "Even if you want to repay your kindness, there are many ways. As long as you tell the old lady about it, I believe that the old lady will definitely do her best to thank His Royal Highness King Yi for saving her life. But why should the girl do it herself all day long, just for the sake of Doing these little things, you will lose your identity, girl, don't forget that you have a marriage contract with His Royal Highness."

    "No, you don't understand." Ning Wanwan shook her head and sighed, "Yi What Wang lacks has never been gold, silver and jewelry, power, position, and wealth. What he lacks is care, which is flesh and blood. He is too lonely, and what I do is to make him feel lonely from now on."

    "The county . Master girl!" Fu Yi was in a hurry.

    Ning Wanwan turned her head to look at Fuyi, her tone was light, but she couldn't say anything, "Also, the prince is not my beloved, it's only a matter of time before my engagement with him is cancelled, and you don't have to worry about reminding me all day long."

    Fuyi's breath was stagnant, and he hesitated for a while. He wanted to persuade Ning Wanwan to be more cautious, but he suddenly remembered the cold and fierce attitude of His Royal Highness towards the county master in front of the Shi Shantang that day, and suddenly felt in his heart—

    Perhaps the county lord's decision was right.

    She moved her lips and finally chose to close them tightly.

    As soon as Si Zhan turned out of the backyard, his calm expression suddenly cracked, he stroking the wall in a hurry, leaning over and bowing his head, facing the corner of the wall with a "vomit--" and vomited up.

    Yuanbi stepped forward and stepped forward to help Si Zhan.

    Si Zhan vomited and stopped in a hoarse voice: "Don't come here first." Yuanbi

    had to stand anxiously not far away, frowning as Si Zhan stroked the wall and vomited hoarsely.

    After a quarter of an hour, Si Zhan finally stopped vomiting and straightened up, his face pale as if he had just been fished out of an ice hole.