Zheng Yeheng saw the smile on Wang Yi's face disappear instantly the moment she saw him, and he suddenly felt a little depressed.
In order to avoid the same incident as last time where he was captured by the rebels, he disguised himself as a craftsman, hid in the odd-job team and ran over. He also stood in the first row and hid quietly, just to be the first to see the surprise on Wang Yi's face after seeing the things he brought.
Wang Yi was indeed very surprised. Seeing so many new bricks and tiles, he felt that his work was not in vain.
But what does it mean that his expression changes the next second when he sees him?
Is he that hateful?
The smile on your face won’t disappear all of a sudden, right?
"Why are you here, Your Highness?" Wang Yi raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, the smile only reaching below his nose and not reaching his eyes at all.
As the saying goes, a smile on the outside but not on the inside, a smile on the outside but not on the inside, his smile is as bitter as a bitter melon, and extremely polite.
I had already cursed Zheng Yeheng in my heart.
How did this troublemaker, this troublemaker, who has a jealous wife who kills people and sets fires, end up here?
I spent so much time hiring craftsmen to build my new home, only to have it burned down by his wife!
The princess is almost about to stab me with a knife, and you still come to me.
I am just an older woman, but I can't stand the torture of this kind of family ethics drama.
"Sister, are you unhappy to see me?" Zheng Yeheng walked out of the team and waved his hand behind him. Hong Jiu immediately led the craftsmen to the construction site.
"Happy! Your Highness, look how happy I am."
Wang Yi once again put on a forced smile.
Happy, happy as hell!
Troublemaker! Unlucky star!
"elder sister--"
"Stop! Your Majesty, please just call me Li Wangshi normally."
At this moment, Wang Yi suddenly thought that the name Li Wangshi was not bad. When Zheng Yeheng was in the palace, he always called her Li Wangshi on the surface. But every time he saw her in private, he would start calling her sister, just like he did that day in the rebel camp.
Zheng Yeheng's voice is indeed somewhat magnetic - it sounds even more perverted.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with Hong Jiu and the others calling Wang "Sister", but as soon as Zheng Yeheng called her "Sister", she got goose bumps all over her body.
"...I have already investigated the fire and found that it was indeed the Princess's fault. I have already sent her back to Kyoto."
Wang Yi turned around, her back to Zheng Yeheng, unable to even put on a forced smile.
Are you blind?
Is it necessary to check with Yue'er in such a state?
It's obvious that it was the princess's doing. She didn't even bother to hide it, using Yue'er as a shield just to give you face.
"Then you shouldn't have come here in private. I've already said that if you give me the farm and the land, I'll treat you. The grudge between me and the prince has been written off. Why would you come again, my prince?"
If there hadn't been a pond in her space, it would have been unknown how many members of her family would have survived the fire.
This is revenge for genocide!
If it weren't for the fact that Zheng Yeheng was unaware of the situation, Wang Yi would never forgive their family in her life.
Zheng Yeheng frowned and raised his head slightly. Even in the craftsman's clothes, he still looked different from others because of his big frame, broad shoulders and waist. This luxurious temperament made the linen clothes look like Milan haute couture on him.
Unfortunately, Wang Yi doesn't buy it.
The puppies she has raised have all kinds of faces. What kind of people has she not seen?
Men, haha, no matter how much they look like clothes hangers, are actually just like that.
It depends on the inner qualities, personality, temperament and values. Good men like that would have married early, she just didn't catch up.
Zheng Yeheng's eyes for choosing a wife weren't very good, and his values and temperament were definitely not up to par either. Besides, she hated getting entangled with married men.
What sister? Bah, so despicable.
"I am only here to live with the soldiers and train with them. Sister Wang, you are overthinking it."
Zheng Yeheng was a little angry. He hadn't intended to come, but when the team set off, he somehow changed his clothes and followed.
If Hong Jiu had not greeted him, even the craftsmen would not have known he was there.
I went to great lengths to find Wang Yi, but she treated me like this.
"Then please go about your business, Your Highness. Thank you for the craftsman you brought with you."
Wang Yi casually bent his knees, bowed, and turned away.
As he walked, Zheng Yeheng suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and started coughing violently.
"Master! Why did you suddenly become ill?"
Hong Jiu had arranged for the craftsmen to come over. When they heard Zheng Yeheng coughing violently, they rushed over and shouted exaggeratedly.
Wang Yi frowned. This shouldn't be the case. Her detoxification grass was produced by the system. How could there still be any toxic residue?
So Wang Yi turned around and without caring about anything else, pulled Zheng Yeheng's arm to feel his pulse. There couldn't be any problem with the magic herb produced by my system!
The "Qie" you get when you sign in today is pulse diagnosis.
You can judge Zheng Yeheng's physical condition more intuitively.
Zheng Yeheng lowered his head and looked at Wang Yi who suddenly turned around to feel his pulse. With his back to her, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was coughing loudly, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.
Wang Yi frowned a little. She took Zheng Yeheng's pulse and found that there was nothing wrong with him, but his heartbeat was accelerated, as if his blood was flowing too fast.
Hypertension? Coronary heart disease?
The Chinese medicine skills she had just acquired made her doubt her own judgment. After all, there was still a step between theory and practice.
So she moved closer to Zheng Yeheng's chest, stopped ten centimeters away, and listened to the noise in his lungs and his heartbeat.
There is nothing wrong with the lungs, all that is left is recuperation.
Why is your heart beating so fast?
The closer she got, the faster she jumped.
No, I was fooled!
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