The lord insists on me being responsible for him

Chapter 85
Coming out of the space, Xiao Qian placed the medicinal materials by the door, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and when he saw Yan Shishi opened the door to leave, he reached out to stop him.

"It's almost dawn, you can sleep here. Jingui will come to transport the medicinal materials after dawn."

Yan Shishi looked at Xiao Qian like a monster, and said, "You let me sleep here?"

Xiao Qian knew that Yan Shiyi had misunderstood again, and said with a smile:
"It's fine if you like to sleep on this bed, I can go to another room." Immediately said seriously:

"I'm telling you the truth, if I don't become a prince, can you live in seclusion with me?"

After Xiao Qian finished speaking, he stared at Yan Shiyi's expression.Yan Shishi was taken aback for a moment, then he looked puzzled and asked calmly:

"Does it matter to me whether you are a prince or not?"

"Yes, but it's very relevant!"

Xiao Qian is clearly formidable. Although he is a prince without power, he cannot decide on his marriage.Now it is very possible for him to marry a foreign princess.Even if there is no foreign princess, the queen mother will definitely propose marriage to him in order to balance the relationship between the court and the court. After all, the title of King Qing can be passed on to the next generation, and some powerful or wealthy businessmen prefer this title.

"But I only care about you, do you understand? If I want to be with you, I must abandon my identity."

Xiao Qian deliberately made the matter of marriage urgent, and also wanted to test Yan Shiyi's views on power and money.

"I didn't want to be with you, isn't it good for us to be friends?"

Yan Shishi really has no intention of getting married, not when he was forced to go on a blind date before, and even less so now.

Xiao Qian's face turned dark immediately, he had never been hit so positively before.He clutched his heart, as if he had been punched hard, it hurt!

"It's getting late, I can go back by myself."

Yan Shixi opened the door and went out.She is indeed not afraid of walking alone. With her rough fists and kicks, it may not be possible to fight with martial arts masters. It is no problem for ordinary men to beat one or two.

Walking out of Prince Qing's mansion, the sky turned pale as expected.

"Wait a minute."

Xiao Qian chased out the door, grabbed Yan Shiyi, and stuffed the small rattan box she was carrying into her hand.

"I think it's more convenient to put this at your place. If necessary, I can go there and directly pick the herbs and put them in the warehouse without the hassle of transportation."

Xiao Qian's face has softened, and his smile has returned to bright.

"Okay, don't worry, I will protect it with my life."

What Xiao Qian said made sense, Yan Shiyi grabbed the little rattan box tightly.

"Stupid words, what is more important than life. Promise me to live well, I believe you will do well."

For some reason, Yan Shiyi felt that Xiao Qian's face looked a little sad in the twilight.She blinked her long eyelashes and looked at him again, but there seemed to be nothing wrong.She nodded with a smile.After walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned around, and sure enough, Xiao Qian was still standing at the gate of the mansion, under the mottled vermilion lacquer gate, his white underwear was very eye-catching.

"By the way, I want to tell you..."

Before Yan Shishi could say anything, Xiao Qian had already rushed forward impatiently, his eyes full of eagerness.

"What? You promised?"

Yan Shishi ignored his words and continued:

"I heard from Mother Xu of the Princess' Mansion that the foreign princess is insane. I suggest you think about it carefully. Even if the emperor bestows a marriage, you can't marry a madman."

"Is that so..."

Xiao Qian couldn't hide his disappointment.

"Farewell!"

Yan Shiyi walked away quickly carrying the small rattan box.Turning the corner of the street, I looked back to make sure that Xiao Qian was not following her, so I walked towards Eleven Herbs at a steady pace.

(End of this chapter)