My princess is too naughty

Chapter 222 Miss Good Temper

Rarely did Si Yuan not despise his stinky beauty, Le Yao was so surprised that he almost fell off the bench.

She quickly jumped off the bench, walked up to Si Yuan, put her hand on Si Yuan's forehead, and muttered. "It's strange, you didn't make fun of me today. Could it be that the leg injury has shifted, and there is also a problem with the brain?"

Si Yuan took her hand away.

"You have a problem with your head. Is it normal for others to make fun of you?"

Could it be that he is really so bad that in her impression, he only makes fun of her?
"But you always put on a bad face, as if someone owes you millions of taels. Or you speak mean and naive, which makes me, who is called a good-natured lady, always want to quarrel with you. People who don't know see it You must think that I am fierce. In fact, you forced me to do that."

Le Yao pushed away all her nonsense.

"I'm so naive, I'm so young. Hmph..." Si Yuan snorted coldly, and walked forward self-consciously.

For a proud and confident person like him, how could Biren demean himself like this.

"Look, look, you're putting on a bad face again, and you still refuse to admit it." Le Yao chased after him, shouting loudly.

After a short trot, Le Yao caught up with Si Yuan.

"Hey, cheapskate, walk slowly if your leg is injured. If I become disabled, I will have a bad conscience." Le Yao unconsciously looked at Si Yuan's leg.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still made of meat. If he is injured, he should be careful, why is he walking so fast.

Doesn't he know that he, the person who accidentally injured him, has been roasted by his conscience?

Why is the time of peace always so short?
Si Yuan sighed helplessly in his heart.

"How can this king become disabled so easily? Your worries are unnecessary." Why is he so bad, he becomes disabled after being stabbed.

When leading troops to fight, I suffered ten times worse than this, didn't I survive it?
Why does she keep nagging about this little injury? It's even worse than the queen mother.

"Who knows, life is very fragile. If the wound is not treated properly and you get tetanus, you will die."

The level of medicine here is so low that many minor diseases in modern times were terminally ill in ancient times.

How could he really not cherish life?

(End of this chapter)