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[64] The screen suffers

"My lord, the concubine said there was no need to investigate further. She asserted that it was the court official who poisoned you."

With a bang, the man kicked the screen beside him into pieces.

His eyelashes were lowered, his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were as cold as the stars on a winter night: "I don't want to hear such words again, especially from your mouth."

"Yes." Minghan lowered his head and did not dare to say more.

When the atmosphere was extremely tense, Yun Xiangshang entered the dining room carrying the snacks she had just made.

She glanced at the damaged screen on the ground and felt a little nervous, but the prince had ordered her to make snacks, so she didn't dare not come.

Sure enough, as rumored, he is a violent man. Looking at this screen, innocent people suffer.

He knelt down on the felt on the ground and held up a tray. There was a plate of exquisite sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the tray.

"Your Majesty, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you ordered your slave to make."

He lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look directly at the superior man.

Fu Jiuchen's anger subsided a lot, and he calmly ordered: "The princess has left. You can eat this cake by yourself."

"Slave, thank you for the reward, Your Majesty." Yun Xiangshang kowtowed to express his gratitude.

It turns out that he asked her to make this snack to prepare for Rong'er, and he was kind to Rong'er.

"Get up."

Yun Xiangshang stood up and held the tray in his arms. He didn't tell her to leave, and she didn't dare to leave.

"Raise your head." Fu Jiuchen continued to order Yun Xiangshang.

Yun Xiangshang slowly raised his head and looked at her.

The man's handsome face, like a jade carving, caught her eyes.

What a handsome man. Is such a handsome man really the cruel and cruel man in the rumors?

This was the first time she looked directly at Fu Jiuchen's face.

During the days after entering the palace, I first worked as a maidservant, then was transferred to Jiuyuan as Mu Wanqing's maidservant, and finally, somehow, I was appointed to the Feilong Palace by Fu Jiuchen.

"What's your name?" the man asked expressionlessly.

"Yunhe."

"Well, let's go down."

"Yes, please leave." Yun Xiangshang bowed and prepared to leave.

Because I was walking backwards, I accidentally slipped and fell forward.

There was a clang, and the tray and cakes in his hands were scattered all over the floor.

Her knees were also bruised, and her blue skirt was stained red with blood.

But she didn't care that she was injured, and crawled on her knees in fear: "This slave deserves to die, my lord, please forgive me."

Fu Jiuchen frowned, looking at the mess scattered on the ground, feeling a little irritated, but considering that this maid was the one the woman cared about, he didn't feel discouraged.

He just said lightly: "Okay, clean up and go down."

Minghan stepped forward, squatted down, and helped Yun Xiangshang up, "Come on, be careful, I'll help you."

He helped Yun Xiangshang up, helped her clear away the cakes and plates scattered on the floor, and then walked away with eager eyes.

Fu Jiuchen glanced at him and asked casually: "You're not young anymore. You're old enough to start a family."

"Being humble and fearful."

Minghan's heart skipped a beat before he noticed that he seemed to have done something consistent with his status just now.

But the little maid looked so pitiful just now and was hurt again. He couldn't bear it for a moment, so he helped her.

You won’t get scolded for this, right?
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