Yan Qi chuckled: "If you want to say that, I can still spare you."
Princess Sophie asked tentatively: "Aren't you going to dismantle it?"
Yan Qi nodded: "I won't tear it down."
"Hehe, I'm so happy."
Princess Sophie jumped with joy.
"Ouch, it hurts." She jumped halfway and fell to the ground.
That night, I only focused on tossing and seeking death. I sprained my foot and didn't pay attention to it.
I was angry with Yan Qi just now and ran around the house, but I didn't feel anything bad.
However, I felt much better now and forgot about my troubles, but the wound on my ankle became more and more painful.
She sat on the ground and looked at a swollen lump on her ankle. It was red and swollen, and it hurt like hell even if she touched it.
"Hey, it hurts."
Princess Sophie wanted to cry in pain and could not stand up.
Yan Qi was going to open the door and ask the female guard for help.
"Don't!"
Princess Sophie quickly stopped Yan Qi: "I don't want them to see my embarrassment. I am a princess, so I can't let them look down on me behind my back."
Yan Qi said: "Then get up by yourself."
Princess Sophie tried a few times, but was heartbroken by the pain, blushing, and stretched out her hand to Yan Qi: "You... please help me, okay... okay?"
Yan Qi smiled: "I charge a fee."
Princess Sophie cried angrily: "You will bully me."
Tears fell down.
The face changes so quickly!
Yan Qi couldn't stand the woman crying, so she quickly held her waist and legs and carried her to the bed.
Princess Sophie was lying on the bed, halfway up, looking at the injured area on her ankle, with tears in her eyes.
Yan Qi also learned a few tricks from Hua Yi and stared at the wound for a while: "It's suppurating now. It's very serious. Once it worsens, the limb must be amputated. Oh, by the way, didn't you apply the plaster I gave you? Otherwise, , how could it deteriorate so seriously?"
Princess Sophie was frightened, like a frightened deer: "I...I threw away the plaster."
Yan Qi sighed: "That small bottle of plaster is extracted from 500-year-old ginseng. It is worth thirty thousand taels. It is extremely precious, but you threw it away."
Princess Sophie's eyes widened: "Thirty thousand taels, so expensive? You didn't lie to me?"
Yan Qi pouted: "I'm bad, but I don't lie."
Princess Sophie was confused: "Why are you giving me such expensive medicine?"
Yan Qi blinked: "You are worth the price."
Princess Sophie was ashamed and angry: "Do you think I am the sister of a brothel?"
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "If you go to a brothel to be a young lady, I guarantee that you will work twelve hours a day without any rest. Those girls will be unemployed."
Princess Sophie was speechless.
Yan Qi's words are too degrading. Why would a majestic princess go to a brothel to make fun of her?
However, when I think about it, I feel a little happy.
Yan Qi said in disguise that I am good-looking, so it can be regarded as a compliment.
Princess Sophie looked at the pitiful ankle and was unconvinced: "Just put some medicine on it and it will be fine. I really thought it wouldn't be fine without your plaster."
Yan Qi said: "I don't know if it's good or not, but the scar will remain."
Princess Sophie's face turned pale: "I don't want to leave any scars."
Yan Qi magically took out a bottle of plaster: "By coincidence, I have another bottle of plaster here, worth thirty thousand taels. Do you want it?"
"Thirty thousand taels? It's so expensive..."
"Is it too expensive? Then don't use it. The scar is on your foot and not on your face. No one can see it. Don't worry about it. You really don't need to worry about it."
Princess Sophie was anxious: "It's not expensive. I don't mind it. I want this bottle of plaster."
Yan Qi threw the plaster to Princess Sophie with a sinister smile on her face.
Princess Sophie took a bottle of thirty thousand taels of plaster and wanted to apply it on the redness and swelling on her ankle, but she leaned forward, which was very awkward. Taking advantage of the tendons in her legs, the redness and swelling on her ankle would become special. of pain.
After applying it for a few times, Princess Sophie grinned in pain, almost biting her tongue, and tears fell down.
"You're really useless."
Yan Qi took the plaster over, sat on the bedside, grabbed Princess Sophie's beautiful feet, put them on her legs, spread the plaster on her palms, rubbed them evenly, grabbed Princess Sophie's ankles, and rubbed them gently.
A wave of heat flowed through Princess Sophie's body.
Yan Qi grabbed her beautiful feet and played with them back and forth. Apart from a little pain, she felt more itchiness and comfort alternating back and forth, and she even wanted to cry out.
"Hey, stop rubbing it, I...I feel uncomfortable..."
"If you don't rub it, how can the plaster seep into the veins? I'm willing to touch your feet. Hey, have you not washed your feet for three days? They smell so bad."
"You're talking nonsense! It's your feet that stink."
Princess Sophie's face turned red in anxiety: "I washed your feet just now when I poured you tea. Don't ruin my reputation."
He was so excited that he leaned forward, taking advantage of his tendons, and whined for a while.
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "Don't get excited, lie down, lie down quickly, and enjoy it in peace."
Princess Sophie blushed like crazy: "Enjoy it in peace? Do you think you are my male favorite? However, it is really comfortable."
She was lying down with her chest proudly erect. Yan Qi's eyes would inadvertently turn over and rest on her proud peaks.
The look in his eyes was too hot and she couldn't bear it.
Especially when committing suicide, the clothes were torn and there were many gaps on the chest.
Lying down like this, all the folds are hanging open, and through the gaps, you can see a piece of soul-stirring white.
Princess Sophie blushed and felt hot. She quickly grabbed the pillow and covered her hot face.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.
Princess Sophie was enjoying herself in every possible way, her body felt itchy and numb, and various expressions of Yan Qi's past flashed through her mind.
Sometimes cunning, sometimes sullen, sometimes bad.
In short, in the past, Yan Qi was a bad villain, a cunning scoundrel, and a learned rogue in her mind.
However, now it is extremely gentle.
Not only can I comb my hair, but I can also massage it. The technique is so gentle.
Such a tender side is very different from Yan Qi's former gangster image.
Half fire, half sea water.
In the end, which one is the real Yan Qi?
Princess Sophie became more and more confused. Suddenly, a carp stood up and stared at Yan Qi's clear eyes without blinking.
Yan Qi pouted: "What's the matter? Did the bastard look at Mung Bean and make eye contact?"
Princess Sophie sighed: "Why do you insist on ruining our good things in Xiye Kingdom? Doesn't it hurt if you do this and bully me like this?"
Yan Qi chuckled: "Want to hear the truth? Or do you just talk casually?"
Princess Sophie raised her eyebrows: "Of course I mean it."
Yan Qidao: "I have the softest heart. I hate seeing a woman cry, and I won't deliberately bully a woman. Therefore, if I bully you, my heart will indeed hurt."
Princess Sophie's eyes were full of hope, and she said in a coquettish tone: "Then you are still willing to bully me?"
