Even Yu Xing couldn't bear to see Ye Qingying's desperate look.
However, their prince has never been a soft-hearted person.
Seeing Ye Qingying like this, Feng Yexuan smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Oh, since you are a waste, why should I kill you and dirty my hands?"
Ye Qingying didn't react at all, he just squeezed his palms tighter.
"I never pity people who feel sorry for themselves. I keep you here just because I need to use you in the future."
Feng Yexuan suddenly tightened his fingers, and the necklace around Ye Qingying's neck was pulled off by him.
"You!" Ye Qingying was so angry that his whole body tensed up.
It was a necklace Xiaoyao gave him, and it contained medicine. She asked him to apply it on his face, saying it could heal the scars on his face.
But this period of his life was of no use at all.
He kept this medicine.
He was reluctant to destroy any part of the chain, including the pendant containing the medicine!
This damn Feng Yexuan actually tore it off!
"Is it important?" Feng Yexuan looked at the chain in his hand coldly.
At first glance, you can tell that it is something only a girl would make.
"Did she give it to you?" His eyes darkened, half angry and half angry.
I can't wait to crush the pendant directly!
"It has nothing to do with you!" Ye Qingying gritted his teeth and said.
"Humph!" Feng Yexuan snorted coldly again, turned around and left.
Behind him, only cold words were left: "If you can't even protect the woman you care about, you are worse than trash!"
He just left.
The moment the stone door was closed, Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now Jian Wuying angered the Fire King, and he was really worried that the prince would kill him with one palm in a fit of anger.
Ye Qingying was still lying on the stone bed, looking at the cold stone door, with clenched fists and exposed veins.
Feng Yexuan was right, he couldn't even protect the woman he cared about.
What's the point of his life?
"Actually, the prince is just encouraging you to live. His original intention is not to scold you."
Yu Xing sighed silently, knowing a little more about his own prince.
"Our prince is busy with things, so he won't have time to talk unnecessary nonsense."
Ye Qingying said nothing, but his eyes flickered a little darkly.
Yu Xing added: "Of course, our prince is not letting you live for your sake. He just doesn't want Miss Xiao Yao to be sad."
At least until Miss Xiaoyao remembered that she was Li'er, Jian Wuying was probably the person she was closest to.
If Jian Wuying dies, it is still unknown whether Xiaoyao will fight against the prince.
At that time, it will be difficult for the prince to keep a crazy and desperate person.
"Do you just want Miss Xiao Yao to fight tooth and nail for you and the prince? You know very well that Miss Xiao Yao is absolutely no match for the prince."
Ye Qingying's fingers continued to squeeze.
Yuxing added: "Even if the prince is reluctant to hurt her, but if she goes crazy and fights for her life, do you think the people around the prince will give her a chance to hurt him?"
"The prince's rich body must not be damaged, so the one who is damaged must be your disciple Xiaoyao, do you understand?"
"Needless to say." Ye Qingying closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and finally slowly loosened them.
"She needs me to live, and I will definitely work hard to live! Go back and tell your prince that as long as Xiaoyao doesn't really stay with him, one day I will take her away so that Feng Yexuan will never find her!
"
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"Master!" Xiaoyao suddenly opened her eyes.
As soon as I was about to get up, I found that my whole body was sore.
My body felt like it had been run over by a wheel, with no intact place anywhere.
My legs, especially, were so sore and unbearable.
Memories of last night flooded in instantly, Xiaoyao's heart felt sour, and she felt weak, and she fell back on the bed softly.
She was really, by that bitch man...she was no longer the simple Xiaoyao she was before, who could follow her master without any distractions...
