He nodded and agreed to her request to burn incense, "Okay."

Tu Qingyu didn't speak again and just sat there blankly.

"How about Dabao, how do you establish the image of me as a simple, soft-hearted but filial person?"

"It's great, great little master. There is no better acting. If this piece is translated into modern times, it can really compete for an Oscar."

"I also think that I didn't expect that a little hobby before the disaster could have such an effect."

What you really learn is yourself, no one knows when the knowledge you learn will help you.

"It's just Master, my aunt and her family are so outrageous, are they really not going to do anything?"

Although the original person's wish did not mention his aunt's family, but the other party did such an outrageous thing, it would be okay to help the original person get revenge, right?

"Revenge? Do I need to take action?"

"Oh~ I understand, the prince will take action."

"Well, although he asked me if I wanted to do anything on the surface, I know that if I really agreed to him, he would definitely be disappointed."

Men are like this. On the one hand, they want you to be pure and flawless, but on the other hand, they hate you for being angry and unrepentant.

But in comparison, she knew that the other party would definitely prefer not to fight or grab.

For such people, she doesn't have to do anything. Most of the time, if she doesn't fight, she just fights.

After offering incense and returning to the East Palace, she began to cry again and suffocated herself in her room without taking any food or medicine.

The main theme is a heartbroken one.

Jiang Jingchuan came back after handling the matter, glanced at the people hugging their knees and crying, and then glanced at the cold meals and soups.

"Go, make another hot one and bring it in."

The nun in charge bowed and said, "It's all hot. I'm just waiting for His Highness to come back."

After saying that, she winked to the side, and someone immediately went out and led others in to set up the meal.

"You all get out." Jiang Jingchuan ordered in a deep voice.

When others walked out, he bent down, reached out and pulled Tu Qingyu out, who was leaning on the corner of the bed.

The movements weren't exactly gentle, but they weren't very forceful either.

"what--!"

Tu Qingyu was startled and tried to shrink back, but his ankle was grabbed.

Jiang Jingchuan grabbed her ankle with one hand to prevent her from shrinking back. He picked up the medicine bowl with the other hand and took a big gulp.

Then he leaned over, grabbed the top of Tu Qingyu's head, pried open her teeth, and forcefully poured the medicine in.

The bitter concoction entered his throat, and Tu Qingyu's eyes widened, full of resistance.

After taking a sip of medicine, Jiang Jingchuan stood up. He looked down at the girl who was crying on the bed and said coldly: "Are you going to drink it yourself, or do you want me to do what I just did?"

Tu Qingyu turned around and ignored him. The next moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw him picking up the medicine bowl again and sitting up immediately.

Choking, "I, I drink it myself."

Jiang Jingchuan stared at her for a while and then handed the medicine bowl to her. She took it and drank it in one gulp.

Then he glanced at the food next to her in surprise.

"Your Highness... this slave has no appetite, can you..."

"Okay." Jiang Jingchuan nodded, "I will ask someone to bring you porridge. If you don't eat it, I will be the same as before."

Tu Qingyu looked at him with moist eyes. After confirming that he was not joking, he silently picked up the bowl.

Just crying, tears rolled down again and fell into the rice.

The man looked distressed and sighed, "Eat at least half a bowl. After finishing half a bowl, I won't force you anymore."

Tu Qingyu tasted the food delicious, but he pretended to be unable to swallow it and swallowed half the bowl.

After finishing half the bowl, he raised his head and looked at the man eagerly, with obvious questioning in his eyes.

"let it go."

She put down the bowl and then wanted to retreat to the bed.

"Sit down." Jiang Jingchuan said, "I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Tu Qingyu looked over, "Your Highness, you said..."

"I have already asked my father to confer you the title of Liangyuan. The conferment will be issued soon, so be prepared."

"What?" Tu Qingyu opened his mouth, "Your Highness, slave... Liangyuan..."

As if she had finally come to her senses, she spoke hastily, "Your Highness, how can I be so virtuous and capable as a servant? I beg your Highness to explain to Your Majesty that I and your servant do not want to be a good wife. Your Highness, you know that I have no such intention."

"Is it possible that the imperial decree was retracted just because you wanted to? Your cousin is already married, and you still want to leave the palace?"

"Even if I don't marry my cousin, slaves don't have to stay in the palace. The world is so big, is there no place for slaves?" She was a little angry and her voice was louder.

"Oh, a place to stay? You and I are already close to each other, who else do you want to marry?!"

"Don't marry, I won't marry!" Tu Qingyu stared at him and raised his voice, "Don't you have to marry to live? I can't live by myself for the rest of my life? If it doesn't work out, can't I go up the mountain to be an aunt?"

"you!"

Jiang Jingchuan couldn't believe that such a skinny little girl could have such treacherous thoughts.

Do you want to never marry for the rest of your life?

He gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You don't want to marry an orphan even if you go up the mountain to be an aunt?"

"Then, is that marriage? How does being a concubine count as marriage?"

"You care about this?"

"Slave, can't you care? Yes, I am a palace maid and a good lady is already as powerful as the sky, how can you still dare to care about this?"

That beautiful face was full of stubbornness, and Jiang Jingchuan suddenly thought that she had written in that booklet that she did not want to be trapped in this square palace wall for the rest of her life.

It doesn't matter if you go out and marry an ordinary family and become a decent wife, even if you are poorer.

But so what, he will tie her to his side for the rest of his life!

He leaned down and brushed Tu Qingyu's cheek with his fingertips, "Whether you want it or not, the imperial edict will come down. On the day the imperial edict comes out, I will perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou with you."

"You'd better be more willing. You're right. A good lady is already worthy of the sky. If I can only let you be a good lady, I can also destroy this good lady."

"You are a smart girl. You should know what life is like for a nameless concubine in the East Palace. You don't want to end up in that situation, right?"

He said this, but he knew very well in his heart that this was all to scare the little girl.

However, in just a few days, he felt that the person in front of him was worthy of everything good in time.

He wanted to put something better in front of her, just a good woman, but nothing was enough.

But this is all he can give now, and wait for the future...

"You..." Tu Qingyu's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

He stood up and glanced away, not looking at the hurt eyes of the little girl.

Still threatening: "Also, don't think about doing anything that will hurt your body. Although your aunt's family has deceived you, the friendship in the past is still there. You don't want them to be executed by the whole family, right?"

"And those neighbors who watched you grow up. I heard that some of them helped you and your mother. You don't want anything to happen to them, right?"

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