I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 185 Revealing the Secret (1)

Ye Sichen's expression changed slightly, he wasn't quite sure if Ye Sibai was joking.

His younger brother is moody and unpredictable, it is really hard to guess what Ye Sibai is really thinking.

After thinking about it, Ye Sichen was the one who was at fault, so the dignified commander-in-chief softened his voice and sat down beside the hospital bed: "What do you want?"

"I don't want to be crown prince."

"No."

"Why don't you show me Xiaoqi's information."

"No."

"The days of enthronement are extended by five years."

"No."

Ye Sibai turned over suddenly, stared at his own brother quietly, and wanted to punch him in the face: "Don't always say no to a real man!"

Seeing Ye Sibai's obviously slender cheekbones, Ye Sichen tried his best to be as tactful as possible: "Third son, you must have the throne. As for Fu Qi, listen to my elder brother's persuasion, don't want her."

Ye Sibai stared at his elder brother for a long time, squeezed the quilt tightly with his fingers, and said slowly: "Give me half of your eighteen teams of special forces."

"That's fine." Ye Sichen nodded, the eighteen special forces were originally prepared for the crown prince, and Ye Sibai accepted them in advance, so it was not considered crossing the line.

Ye Sichen stayed in the ward for 5 minutes before getting up to leave.

Ye Sibai sat up from the bed, picked up the rice porridge left by the bed, and stirred it with a spoon: "You only came here for 5 minutes, and you left again?"

Ye Sishen said: "Chusheng hasn't woken up yet, I'll go and see him."

Who is more important, daughter-in-law or younger brother?
it goes without saying.

Ye Sibai gritted his teeth and watched his brother leave.He was left alone in the room again, Ye Sibai absent-mindedly stirred the rice porridge, subconsciously took a sip, and almost smashed the porridge bowl to the ground!
Only then did he notice that the porridge bowl was brightly red, but it was red bean porridge with a fishy smell. It was true that he liked red bean porridge, but he had never tasted porridge with such a strong fishy smell!
It's unpalatable, and there is still a bit of inexplicable familiarity.

Ye Sibai put the porridge bowl back on the bedside table in distaste, fell back on the bed and continued to sleep, when his strength recovered, the first thing he did was to find Fu Qi.

During the ten days lying on the hospital bed, Ye Sibai felt as if he had been poisoned by Fu Qi. He thought about Fu Qi all the time. Seven beatings.

Not long after lying down, the door of the ward opened again.

Ye Sibai had a keen sense of smell, and in the pungent disinfectant water, he could still smell the light scent that belonged to Fu Qi.

Ye Sibai rolled his black eyeballs, opened them with "difficulty", and looked pitifully at the person sitting by the bed.

"Little Seven."

When Fu Qiyi came in, what he saw was Ye Sibai's pale and handsome face, the slender eyelashes fluttered feebly, leaving dark shadows under his eyes, as if every time he opened his eyes was the countdown of his life.

Weak and pitiful as Lin Daiyu.

The whole body is performing: two dimples are born in the state, and the disease is attacked by coquettishness.Tears dripped, Jiao~ panting slightly.

For a moment, Fu Qiyi felt a rare pity in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it better?"

If it were a normal man, he would definitely hold his head up and his chest high, and say proudly: It's okay, a man, a mere ailment is nothing to worry about.

It's a pity that Ye Sibai is not a normal man, he just stretched out his right arm pitifully, with bruises and bruises from blood drawing and infusion on his arm, and said in a soft voice, "It hurts to death."

Fu Qi: "."

"I'm still hungry." Ye Sibai lowered his eyes and smiled weakly, "It's a pity that I don't have the strength to drink porridge."

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(End of this chapter)