Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

After saying that, Lin Yanqing left without caring how ugly Lin Feichen's face became.

"That's fine, Lin Yi won't say anything more. Now you want to climb over my head too?"

Lin Yanqing looked around and found Shen Xi standing at the door of the hall looking at him.

"Teacher, are you waiting for me?"

Shen Xi nodded slightly.

"Well. Let's go back to the palace first."

Lin Yanqing nodded and followed Shen Xi obediently. He no longer showed the aggressive attitude he had just shown when facing Lin Feichen.

Lin Yanqing's palace is still some distance away from here, but Lin Yanqing feels that it passes by very quickly.

Looking at the palace gate so close at hand, I felt indescribable emotions in my heart.

"Why so fast? I haven't seen enough of the teacher yet."

Shen Xi went in first, and when he noticed that Lin Yanqing had not followed in yet, he turned around to look at him.

I saw him staring at his toes in a daze.

Shen Xi sighed helplessly and stretched out a hand to him, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you catch up?"

Lin Yanqing woke up as if from a dream, hurried forward to hold the hand, and followed Shen Xi into the palace step by step. When they entered the inner room, Shen Xi let go of his hand and turned to look at Lin Yanqing.

"What did the Fourth Prince say to you just now at the palace gate?"

Lin Yanqing's handsome face revealed grievance, "He said a lot of excessive things, and said that I was not worthy of taking on this task at all."

"Don't pay any attention to him. Just do your own thing. Do it well this time. When you come back, your position in His Majesty's heart will be higher."

Of course Shen Xi knew that he was pretending. After all, in his eyes, Lin Feichen was not stupid enough to fight with Lin Yanqing in front of everyone.

Lin Yanqing looked at Shen Xi in front of him and found that not only did he not comfort her, but his expression did not change at all.

"The teacher doesn't care about me anymore..."

Shen Xi automatically ignored his aggrieved expression.

"Since you want that position, you must do your best. That way, you can defeat them."

"Teacher, do you regret standing by my side now? Don't you believe me anymore?"

Shen Xi looked at his eyes which were gradually turning red, although he knew that he was pretending to be pitiful.

But he couldn't help but soften his tone.

"No, that's not it. I never do anything I regret. If I didn't believe in you, I wouldn't have given you this chance. If I didn't believe in you, I wouldn't have said so much to you. It's just that you've grown up, not a child anymore. You have to fight for what you want by yourself. I can't help you forever."

Lin Yanqing's expression softened a little. He took a few steps forward and hugged Shen Xi before he could react.

"I understand, teacher."

Where Shen Xi couldn't see, Lin Yanqing's mouth corners raised.

"I am now striving for what I want...a teacher."

The flood in Jiangnan was a serious problem, so the next night Lin Yanqing took the relief grain issued by the court and went to Jiangnan.

Before leaving, Lin Yanqing searched for the figure in his heart among the crowd.

Gradually, the expectation on his face turned into disappointment and finally into grievance.

'teacher……'

Just as the horse's reins were being pulled by the servant beside him and they were ready to set off, a shout made Lin Yanqing stop.

"and many more!"

Lin Yanqing's eyes lit up and he looked happily in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw Shen Xi running towards me, panting.

"It's a long journey, I hope everything goes well, Your Highness."

Lin Yanqing nodded seriously, "Don't worry, teacher, wait for me to come back."

Afterwards, Lin Yanqing mounted his horse and led the team towards Jiangnan.

Shen Xi looked at the team going away and prayed silently in his heart that everything would go well.

Along the way, Lin Yanqing was worried about the victims and rode as fast as he could.

However, when he finally arrived in Jiangnan, the scene before him was heartbreaking.

The floods raged, houses collapsed, and people were displaced. Lin Yanqing immediately threw himself into the disaster relief work, directing the distribution of food and organizing rescue, working tirelessly.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The victims held the porridge he donated in their hands and spoke in unison.

"There is no His Majesty here. Just treat me as a normal person. There is still a lot of porridge. If it is not enough, please add more."

Everyone present admired Lin Yanqing, who worked at full speed, day and night, without sleep.

After arriving, he immediately participated in disaster relief work, slept only one hour a day, did everything by himself, and did not have any airs as a prince.

It is hard for such a person to fail to be popular among the people.

"It's enough. I didn't eat so much during previous disasters."

"Yeah, in the past, just having something to eat was good enough. There was no point in wanting to be full."

The two old men were dressed in rags, holding a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun. One third of the porridge was gone, and only half of the steamed bun was left.

They were chewing buns while talking, and their speech was a little slurred.

But Lin Yanqing, who was not far away, still heard it.