Help!Crazy criticizing the tyrant, he spoils me every day

Chapter 11 He Has No Other Woman

The room was gray, and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

Turning his head to look out the window, the flame that tore the sky had been extinguished at some point, and it had become as black as ink.The flames receded and the temperature dropped, and she could even feel a slight breeze blowing into the house and brushing against her face.

His anger subsided.

However, she paid a heavy price.

She didn't inherit the excellent genes of her parents. In the technological city led by industrial development, her abilities are useless, and she is called a waste lady by everyone.Even so, she was sheltered by the Lin family and grew up without any worries.

No matter how useless she is, she is also the daughter of a nobleman. How could she have suffered such inhuman humiliation?

Ye Di is a terrible nightmare, mercilessly destroying her life and future.

She, like those who paid tribute, could not escape a miserable end.

She doesn't want to die here.

After half an hour's delay, Xiaowei finally got up and sat on the edge of the bed with her knees hugged.

She regretted so much, she shouldn't have treated the curly hair with compassion, and she shouldn't have tried to calm Yedi's anger with kisses, so that she caught fire and was mercilessly swallowed alive.

In just one day, she was dragged into hell twice by Ye Di, and each time she had to use all her strength to crawl back from the gate of hell.

She was afraid, she would never dare to cause trouble again, never dare to approach him again.

The knock on the door disturbed her thoughts, she suddenly came back to her senses, stared at the closed door with wide eyes, and subconsciously pulled up the quilt.

"His Royal Highness?" Jin'er called out worriedly from outside the door.

Seeing that it wasn't that man, Xiaowei's constricted body relaxed.

"Can I come in?" Through the door, Jin'er could feel a slight movement in the room, and she knew she was awake.

Xiao Wei hummed weakly.

Jin'er came in with a bowl of decoction and sat down beside the bed.

"Drink this." Jin'er scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Xiaowei's mouth.

"what is this?"

"It's a thousand-year-old ginseng soup. His Majesty specially ordered it to be boiled for you to nourish your body."

When the man was mentioned, Xiao Wei felt lingering fear and turned her head away in repulsion.

"Your body is weak now. Without this thousand-year-old ginseng, you may not recover your strength for a month. Drink it." Jin'er advised her.

"Women who paid tribute from other countries... died like this?" Xiao Wei sucked her sore nose.

"Those women don't have the good fortune to be pampered." Jin'er loved and pitied Xiao Wei.

"You mean he has no other women?"

"They don't deserve it."

"I'm not worthy either." Xiao Wei shook her head. "Are those women alive? How did they survive..."

"His Royal Highness," Jin'er interrupted Xiao Wei, "You are His Majesty's bride, why don't you deserve it? Stop thinking about it, drink this ginseng soup obediently, take good care of yourself, and don't bring unnecessary troubles to Your Majesty it is good."

Being reminded, Xiao Wei bit her lip in grievance.

It took her some time to adjust her mood before she drank the bowl of ginseng soup.

After drinking the ginseng soup, Xiaowei lay down again.

Jin'er picked up the items scattered on the ground and put them back into the backpack.

After the things were packed, Xiao Wei, who was watching silently, subconsciously touched the head of the bed. She vaguely remembered that the photo camera was dropped nearby.

The camera was not on the bed, so she moved around to search around, and then probed under the bed, but she still couldn't find it.

"Have you seen my photo camera?" she asked the officer.

"Huh?" Jin'er came over with the packed backpack, "Everything is here."

Xiao Wei rummaged through her backpack and shook her head.

She described in detail what the photo camera looked like, and Jin'er searched the entire room but found nothing.

Was it taken by that man?
Xiao Wei looked out of the house, tightly clutching the quilt with her small hands.

Isn't it rare?

(End of this chapter)