"Little master, just write. Why are you crying?" Dabao Fei flew beside her and asked puzzledly: "The prince is not here now, and he can't see you crying."

Tu Qingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the traces of tears on the paper, "Who said it was invisible."

After the paper was dry, she closed the booklet and said, "Tsk, doesn't this make him feel bad?"

"He doesn't know what's going on in the palace, will he feel distressed?"

"Who says he doesn't know? There is nothing in the entire East Palace that he doesn't know?"

I just want to wait for her to bow her head.

She refused because she wanted to let him know that she already felt abandoned and was ready to die in the East Palace.

"Just wait, he should be able to see this book in the afternoon, and people will come in the evening."

Only when there are quarrels will the relationship go further.

In fact, there’s no need to wait until night at all.

Not long after she finished writing, the booklet was placed on Jiang Jingchuan's desk, and he saw it when he finished handling the matter.

He read the contents of this page back and forth several times.

He obviously knew her situation, but now when he read these words, his heart still felt a slight tingling pain.

She was so stubborn, she thought of sending the palace people away and not follow her to endure hardships, and even thought that she would be beaten to death in the East Palace.

If you don't come to surrender to him, even if you learn from those in the harem, why don't you give him soup once?

Does she really think that she really has no place in her heart?

Forget it, she had always wanted to leave the palace, but he had forced her to stay, so why bother with her?

I thought about going to see her in the evening, but I saw that she wrote in the booklet that the meals for the past few days were something I had never seen even when I was a palace maid.

He wanted to see how bad it could be!

He went over at noon that day, and when he actually saw the food placed in the dining room of Qionghua Palace, his whole body became cold.

Anger surged in his chest.

He thought it would be bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

There are almost no rice grains in the porridge, yellowing vegetable leaves, and a few greasy and white pieces of fat.

How do you eat this?

"Where's your master?"

At this time, the palace servants of Qionghua Palace were already kneeling on the ground. Nanny Yang leaned over and said, "The master is sleeping in the inner hall."

"She... hasn't eaten much these past few days?"

"Back to Your Highness, the food has been like this these past few days. Master, she, she takes a bite occasionally."

As soon as Nanny Yang finished her reply, the youngest Linghua couldn't help it anymore, "Your Highness, the master has lost a lot of weight. Could you please tell the kitchen that if you continue to be hungry like this, your master will have health problems?" Your Highness..."

She spoke choked with sobs and kowtowed.

"Li Shi." Jiang Jingchuan said solemnly: "Go to the kitchen to pass the lunch."

"promise."

Li Shi glanced at His Highness the Crown Prince's face and knew that someone would be in bad luck.

He knew how could this Tu Liangyuan collapse so quickly.

After giving instructions, Jiang Jingchuan pushed open the door and entered the inner hall. He opened the bed curtain and found that the little person was sunk on the plain fur quilt.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but there was no blood at all on the plain fur quilt.

Moreover, it’s already noon, why are you still sleeping?

He turned sideways and picked up her coat hanging next to her, then sat on the bed and leaned over to pick her up.

He put her clothes on bit by bit, and with this movement, Tu Qingyu couldn't explain why he didn't wake up.

She opened her eyes drowsily and whispered, "Your Highness...?"

After seeing it clearly, his eyes widened and his voice became higher, "Your Highness!"

"Why are you here?" After saying this, she pursed her lips, looked aggrieved for a moment, and her eyes were misted.

But he quickly turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Jiang Jingchuan saw her movement clearly, he hugged her lovingly, and then coaxed her softly.

"It's not my fault, I shouldn't be angry with you."

"No." Tu Qingyu's voice came muffled, "It's my fault. I have no right to care about where Your Highness goes. Your Highness wants to come. I'll just accept it. I dare to push His Highness out. Seriously." Don’t know what is good and what is evil.”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He didn't think so before, but now he could no longer hear Tu Qingyu calling himself a slave.

Hearing such self-contemptuous words made him feel depressed.

"This is nonsense." Her voice gradually changed from muffled to a little choked, "Everyone in the palace thinks so."

Jiang Jingchuan said nothing. After all, he was wrong. He underestimated this girl's stubbornness and her position in his heart.

His hands patted Tu Qingyu's back.

Soon I felt some moisture on my clothes.

He sighed softly, "Don't cry. It was Gu's fault this time, and it won't happen again."

For someone as stubborn as her who would rather be beaten to death than bow her head, how dare he use this to force her to bow her head?

Tu Qingyu raised his head and said with red eyes: "I wonder if I can ask your highness for a favor?"

"What?" Jiang Jingchuan asked subconsciously. Only after asking him did he realize what she might be asking for.

"Since His Highness is tired of Qingyu, I wonder if His Highness can..."

"To shut up!"

Before she could finish speaking, he was interrupted in a deep voice.

Her lips were slightly parted, but her red eyes were still there.

Jiang Jingchuan did not coax her immediately. Instead, he held her back with one hand and pressed the end of her eyes with the other, speaking quietly but without hesitation:

"Don't let me hear the words "wanting to leave the palace" from your mouth again. Otherwise, the people in your palace will be punished for you. Do you hear me?"

Tu Qingyu was angry and wanted to turn his head away from him.

He clamped her jaw with his hands and turned her head forcefully, "Do you hear me?"

It doesn't matter if you don't get beaten to death, but do you need to make arrangements for the people in the palace?

"You, you hate it, go away! I don't want to see you!" Tu Qingyu stretched out her hand and pushed him out hard. Unfortunately, even though she tried her best, she couldn't shake him at all.

"It seems that you didn't hear clearly." Jiang Jingchuan let go of her jaw and shouted in a deep voice, "Li Shi!"

Li Shi opened the door and came in, bowed and waited for instructions, "Your Highness, this servant is here."

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