After recovering, Zhao Yu continued to be as vicious as ever. "You have angered this prince. I can reward you to some servants. Then you will be living a life worse than death."
Jiang Yi was actually very calm at this moment.
"You were the one who attacked me first." There was no trace of apology in Jiang Yi's tone.
"I know that in your eyes, my Lord, a commoner girl is not worthy of being on the stage, so I will play with her if I want to."
"But even someone as humble as me still has my own persistence."
"I don't like you, I don't love you, so you can't touch me."
"If you insist on moving, I will fight you to the death."
"If the prince finds it interesting to force it, then you can come if you can."
"I guess, a guy like you has probably never received a woman's pure and sincere heart."
"Or maybe there was, but now there's probably no you."
"People like you may look glamorous, but they are actually the most pathetic."
Jiang Yi's words touched a sore spot for Zhao Yu. He suddenly grabbed Jiang Yi's neck tightly and said, "You are so bold! Not only did you dare to attack me, but now you are even teaching me a lesson."
"Who do you think you are? A country girl, yet you are so arrogant! Today, I, the prince, will teach you what death is."
The big hand gradually tightened, and Jiang Yi felt that he could not breathe.
The feeling of being on the verge of death made her brain go blank. He really wanted to kill her!
From the emperor's words and her daily interactions with Zhao Yu, Jiang Yi knew that Zhao Yu was a very evil person.
The more you obey him, the angrier he will be.
On the contrary, if you go against him, you may get unexpected gains.
So Jiang Yi was obviously very afraid of death, but she didn't show it at all on her face.
She was afraid of death. After all, her enemies were still alive and well, so she certainly couldn't die.
But she laughed instead, and then she continued to irritate him.
"You're just angry because I hit the nail on the head."
"You've never known what respect is, so naturally you don't know what it's like to truly love someone.
"If you don't have the ability to love, you naturally won't be loved by others."
"And this kind of ability can't be acquired simply by being born into a wealthy family."
“This ability, Xu Youqi doesn’t have, Shen Congyan doesn’t have, and you don’t have either.”
"You can kill me, but it won't change the facts."
She looked extremely calm, and when her eyes fell on Zhao Yu, there was a hint of pity in them.
Zhao Yu suddenly felt that this was quite boring. He had not been such a stingy person before. He didn't know why he suddenly became like this.
Probably because she had always made him very angry, and now he openly expressed his pity for her.
He let go, and Jiang Yi breathed in deep gulps of fresh air.
The feeling of surviving a disaster was so wonderful that Jiang Yi was caught off guard when Zhao Yu suddenly fell on him.
"Prince?"
"Zhao Yu?"
He was just hit on the head by a tile, maybe that's why he fainted?
Jiang Yi guessed this and hurriedly moved the person to the couch.
She wanted to watch him die, but if he died in her place, if the people in the Rongguo Mansion knew about it, she would be in trouble.
So she wanted to call someone over, but when she arrived at the yard, Jiang Yi found that Zhao Yu did not bring anyone with him this time.
She herself didn't dare go out.
She returned to the room, thinking that he was just hit and it shouldn't be a big deal, so she wanted to wait quietly for him to wake up.
But until nightfall that day, Zhao Yu had not woken up yet, and not only that, he also had a high fever.
Jiang Yi was anxious at this moment.
Zhao Yu could die anywhere, but not here. She already had enough troubles.
She fetched some warm water, wet the handkerchief, and placed it on Zhao Yu's forehead.
After doing this for a long time, she couldn't hold on any longer.
But for some reason Zhao Yu grabbed her wrist and called her "Mother".
He was sick, but his grip was extremely strong. Jiang Yi couldn't let go and could only let him go.
She was a little tired, so she just sat there and took a nap.
When Zhao Yu woke up, he saw Jiang Yi's hand being held by him.
There was a red mark on her wrist, obviously caused by his pinching, but even so, she did not pull it away.
And the handkerchief on his forehead still had a hint of warmth.
Realizing that Jiang Yi had taken care of him all night, Zhao Yu had a subtle feeling in his heart.
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