Chapter Eight: Patience

Yu Shiyan sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"I don't know what's wrong with you so early in the morning. It's just the two of us now, so let's fight if we want. There's no need to keep pretending."

Yu Shiyan raised his head and stared at Yuan Siyin with hatred.

Yuan Siyin understood his feelings, after all, there were many descriptions in the book about how he struggled to survive in the deep palace since childhood.

It's all the fault of the original owner being so vicious. Now that I am the original owner, I can't help but feel a little guilty. Even the words I had prepared in my mind couldn't be uttered.

Are you really going to tell him that you've transmigrated from a book and that the Yuan Siyin in front of him is no longer the Yuan Siyin of the past?

Should I sincerely apologize to him and swear that I will never bully him again from now on?

Who would believe that?

She herself didn't believe it.

"Get up, I won't hit you."

She gasped, pinching her temples with a slight headache.

If this trend continues, she's definitely headed for death.

A troublesome person.

"Hurry up and finish, then I'll leave."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Siyin was instantly amused.

The little guy is quite stubborn.

"Kneel if you want, but if I see you get up, I'll beat you up."

After saying that, she got up and quickly walked out of the hall, leaving him alone to kneel there.

Yu Shiyan pursed his lips tightly, wishing he could tear this vicious woman to pieces immediately.

But reason told him no, this was the palace.

He was the unfavored seventh prince, while she was the legitimate daughter of the Yuan family, the great general of the cavalry, and had the Empress Dowager's support.

If I really kill her, then all my years of forbearance will have been for nothing.

Thinking of this, Yu Shiyan had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart.

Before long, footsteps came from outside the hall, breaking the silence inside.

"Hey, hey, Miss Yuan, slow down. I'm carrying a medicine chest, and it's heavy..."

Yuan Siyin wrinkled her nose in disgust, snatched the medicine box with a wave of her hand, pushed the door open and slammed the medicine box on the table: "Hurry up, you're out of breath after walking a few more steps. Does the Imperial Hospital lack exercise? How are you going to deal with emergencies like this?"

How about we organize a morning run for your company?

Although Liu Huai couldn't understand what she was saying, he still firmly refused when he heard the words "morning run".

"This...the Seventh Prince?"

Upon catching sight of the person kneeling on the ground, he was momentarily stunned, then looked at Yuan Siyin with surprise and doubt.

Everyone knows that Yuan Siyin is used to being domineering in the palace, and even the emperor can't do anything about her.

The Seventh Prince was bedridden for a month last time, and it was he who treated him; the culprit was the very person standing right in front of us.

Now that she's suddenly pulled him over, what is her intention?

Could it be that they beat him even harder this time, and were afraid of killing him, so they specially called him over to save his life?

Liu Huai couldn't help but shudder.

The ancients were right; only petty men and women are difficult to deal with.

"Are your legs numb from kneeling? If they are, get up."

Please.

Yuan Siyin squatted down in front of him, trying her best to put on a kind smile.

Now, it's their own fault for offering kindness only to be met with indifference.

Who told her to end up in such a mess?

Yu Shiyan gently turned his head away, ignoring her.

Good grief, so you're forcing her to use the tone of a villainous supporting character in order for her to listen to people properly, huh?

"Get up when I tell you to!"

Yuan Siyin shouted angrily, picked up the blue robe and threw it into Yu Shiyan's arms, then forcibly pulled him up.

With her other hand, she grabbed Liu Huai and kicked him into her side hall, slammed the door shut, and then slowly called out through the door.

"Bandage his hand, check for any other injuries, apply the medicine, and then he can come out."

If you don't put your mind to it, you'll be running in the mornings.