Author: Qing Yunmo

Chen Shu was about to step forward, but was stopped by Xu Jing.

"Now that we've finished talking, what are you still doing here, Mr. Chen?"

"Is it possible that we want to stay here for dinner?"

"Unfortunately, Master Chen's meals are not prepared here."

Chen Shu looked unhappy, but he did not dare to speak too loudly, so he whispered, "Master Xu, you should also give His Highness some advice."

Xu Jing:???

What does he advise His Highness?

"Isn't it ridiculous to give up business for the sake of the love between your children?" Chen Shu looked sad and angry.

Xu Jing's expression was complicated, "Mr. Chen, you'd better go back. I kindly advise you, don't think about things you shouldn't think, and don't do things you shouldn't do."

Chen Shu disagreed and turned around to leave, still thinking about it.

On the way back, I bumped into Yunyang relaxing, and he couldn't help but cast a dissatisfied look at him.

Yunyang: "..."

What's wrong? Who is this man?

Fortunately, Chen Shu did not lose his mind and left in a hurry after seeing the ceremony.

"Your Highness, the letter could not be sent today." Xie Li said from the side.

Yunyang frowned, "What's the reason?"

"The road there is said to be difficult."

After hearing the reason, Yunyang's brows not only did not relax, but instead furrowed even deeper.

"actually……"

"Forget it, if you can't send it away, then I won't send it away yet." Yunyang shook his head and stopped what Xie Li was about to say.

Xie Li looked solemn, "Wei Chen thought that not being able to deliver the letter was just the beginning."

Worried that Yunyang wouldn't believe it, Xie Li told some trivial details.

"Wei Chen got up last night and found signs that someone had been around the yard."

"And outside... I don't know if it's my misunderstanding, but there are more soldiers guarding it."

Yunyang slowly lowered his eyes and pinched one end of the folding fan carefully with his fingertips.

There were a few "clicks" and the end he was holding broke.

For a long time, Yunyang looked into the distance. The glow in the sky was so beautiful that one couldn't take his eyes away at a glance.

"Just think it's your imagination." His voice seemed to come from far away.

Xie Li was puzzled, "Your Highness? So..."

"Xie Li, I don't want to say it a second time."

"Just treat it as your illusion."

What Xie Li could detect, Yunyang could naturally detect as well.

Just... so what if I notice it?

He can't do anything.

If I try to leave now, I'm afraid it will only cause trouble.

On the contrary, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Xie Li was silent for a while and then said, "Today, no one from the Chu royal family is alive, including the female family members and young children."

When Yunyang heard this, he didn't know what he thought of and fell silent.

…

Yun Zhao pushed Xiao Changyin around for a long time, and when he came back, he was so tired that he lay motionless on the couch.

Qiuyue felt distressed and brought a wooden bucket with hot water and flower petals in it.

"Your Highness, it's true. What's so good about being naked outside in the cold weather?"

Yun Zhao yawned, rubbed the physiological tears from the corner of his eyes, and said something for him, "I want to see it too. It has been difficult to get out of the palace before. I finally got out, so naturally I want to walk more and see more."

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Hearing this, Qiuyue's eyes flashed with smile and she said no more.

After a while, Qiu Yue saw Xiao Changyin coming in. She bowed and called the maidservants to go out together.

Yun Zhao was too sleepy to open his eyes, but he still held a book and read there.

When the man controlled the wheelchair and came to her, she shook her head, tried to wake up and walked to the bed.

Then I brought a bottle of medicated oil over.

"This is what the imperial doctor sent me. He said that if he presses it on his leg, it will help him recover faster."

Before Xiao Changyin could refuse, Yun Zhao moved a small bench and sat in front of him.

She felt a little embarrassed thinking about what she would have to do later.

"Put your pants up yourself."

Xiao Changyin was in trouble.

Should he tell the truth? Should he continue to hide it, or should he continue to hide it.

Yun Zhao saw that he hadn't spoken for so long, so he tied the wide sleeves with a rope, and then pulled up his pants himself.

The wound has scabbed over and the edges are red and white, but it still cannot be pressed.

The area to be pressed is not injured.

Yun Zhao put a few drops of medicated oil on it, rubbed it with his hands to warm it, and then started to massage his legs.

"Hmm..." The man suddenly groaned.

Yun Zhao thought he was pressing on the injured area, so his movements became gentler.

I thought it was no wonder that the imperial doctor ordered me to press it every day.

How rigid is this?

After almost two quarters of an hour, Yun Zhao shook his hand, put the medicinal oil aside, and then took a wet handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Xiao Changyin, who was stiff from beginning to end: "..."

Yun Zhao passed by him twice and finally realized something was wrong.

Where is this man covering his hands?

correct.

He is dying.

Probably because I thought of this, I felt sad.

Yun Zhao glanced over sympathetically, then walked up to the bed with the half-read book.

She was very tired today and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

So when Xiao Changyin came over, Yun Zhao was sleeping soundly with his book in his hands.

She was really defenseless.

There was charcoal burning in the house, so she felt hot and put on a thin layer of underwear.

Because he rolled around on the bed a few times, his underwear was wide open, revealing his round and white shoulders.

And two thin red ropes.

Xiao Changyin almost anxiously took a cup of cold tea and drank it, but he didn't feel any less angry.

When I woke up the next day, there was no one around me.

Yun Zhao got up and washed up. While eating, he heard Qiu Yue say that Mr. Chen had been waiting outside for a long time.

She looked at the door strangely, "Who is Mr. Chen?"

Qiuyue was also surprised, "Master Chen Shuchen."

At first she thought Master Chen was here to see His Highness the Crown Prince, but after asking, she found out that he was here to see the Crown Princess.

Yun Zhao nodded, drank half a bowl of porridge and went out.

Chen Shu had been blowing the cold wind outside for a long time and was trembling all over. When he heard the noise, he looked at Yun Zhao with disapproval.

But I still salute respectfully first.

"Wei Chen has met the Crown Princess."
To be continued...