The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

"Sister Xiu, as soon as the princess came back, she locked herself in her room and didn't eat anything. I'm a little worried."

Yue'er looked at the closed door, pouted her lips, and said to A Xiu.

Ah Xiu's face was also full of sorrow. She bit her lip and said to Yue Er:

"Yue'er, go and warm the soup slowly over low heat.

I'll be waiting for the princess here. When she comes out, you can bring the soup."

Yue'er blinked her big eyes and nodded in response, "I understand, Sister Xiu."

As Yue'er turned around, she saw a figure falling from the sky. She was so shocked that she shouted:

"what!"

After seeing who was coming, Yue Er was so scared that she immediately knelt down and said:

"Your servant...Your servant...Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

When Ah Xiu heard Yue'er's frightened voice, she immediately turned around and looked at Qian Wushang, who had a cold face.

Then she bowed and said, "This servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Qian Wushang looked at the startled Yue'er, frowned, and said, "Get up... Where's the princess?"

Ah Xiu replied: "Your Majesty, the princess is in her room!"

Qian Wushang nodded and raised his foot to leave.

Then Ah Xiu said again: "Your Highness, the princess has not had her meal yet..."

Qian Wushang paused and turned his head slightly: "You haven't eaten yet?"

Ah Xiu nodded: "Yes, Your Highness, the princess has seen it outside today..."

Ah Xiu hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether she should tell His Highness what happened during the day.

After all, Princess Liuyang has now become the Crown Princess, and was canonized by His Majesty's decree.

Even though Ah Xiu knew that the Crown Prince had special feelings for the Princess.

She couldn't be sure how her princess compared to the crown princess appointed by the emperor.

Who will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince prefer?

If the prince blamed her princess for teasing the princess, how sad the princess would be.

Ah Xiu was so confused that she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Yue'er didn't think so much after hearing Qian Wushang's question.

Without any hesitation, she excitedly told Qian Wushang everything that happened in Wanzhuang Pavilion.

At this time, Yue'er showed the benefits of loving to listen to storytelling.

Telling a story in a vivid and vivid way can especially resonate with people.

Even though Ah Xiu was clearly there that day, she was still indignant after listening to Yue'er's description!

Not to mention Qian Wushang, ever since he returned to Fengyao this time, he always felt that something was going to happen.

And his Mo'er must be hiding something from him.

Qian Wushang has been restless these days, not just because of Leng Xinmo who is unwilling to confess to him.

Also, there is his father, the emperor, and his mother, who always put pressure on him.

After listening to Yue'er's vivid and emotional description, Qian Wushang's face turned darker.

After Yue'er finished speaking, she couldn't help but shudder as she looked at Qian Wushang, who was full of anger in front of her.

"So, the princess hasn't eaten anything since she came back?" Qian Wushang asked in a deep voice.

"Yes! Your Highness! The soup is still hot, but the princess won't open the door. We asked twice, and the princess said no."

Ah Xiu said anxiously.

After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Your Highness, I seem to smell alcohol."

Qian Wushang looked at the tightly closed door and said, "Bring the soup over!"

Yue Er was startled, then understood Qian Wushang's meaning, and immediately nodded in response:

"Oh! All right, Your Highness, I'll get it right away!"

Yue'er happily ran to serve the soup, thinking about the presence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

I will definitely let the princess eat more.

......

Qian Wushang pushed open the door with a bowl of soup in his hand, and a strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face.

Qian Wushang frowned slightly, looked around, and saw a figure sitting on the ground behind the screen.

He paused, closed the door, and walked behind the screen.

There were already four empty jars on the ground, and Leng Xinmo was holding a jar of white wine in his hand.

He lowered his eyes and rested his head on his knees.

Feeling the tall figure beside him, Leng Xinmo was a little confused.

Looking up slightly, the usually deep and cold eyes seemed to be covered with a thin mist.

He struggled to identify the person in front of him, his confused eyes looking back and forth at Qian Wushang.

After a while, he smiled awkwardly at Qian Wushang.

Leng Xinmo actually doesn't smile often, and even if he does, most of the time it's a cold smile.

But now, her face is flushed, her eyes are tearful, and her lips are clear and red.

Enchanting and indulgent, seductive and alluring, yet also a little naive.

This was something Qian Wushang had never seen before.

Qian Wushang was stunned for a moment, his heart beating wildly.

Leng Xinmo seemed to recognize who was coming. He smiled innocently and said in a hoarse, drunken voice:

"Qian Wushang, you are here?"

"Oh.... No, you are not Qian Wushang, you are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your Highness, haha...what's so great about that? I've also met Your Highness!"

"Not only have I seen him before! I've even assassinated him! However, in that world, he's not called His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but Prince!

Yes, yes, your highness."

"Haha, what's the use? I still shot you in the head."

"Haha, Qian Wushang, be careful if you bully me!"

"I.....hiccup...I'll just shoot you in the head!"

Leng Xinmo said this, stretched out his hand and made a shooting gesture.

She pouted her red lips, tilted her head back, and tried to aim: "Pah..."

"Are you afraid?"

Leng Xinmo spoke incoherently while Qian Wushang just held the bowl and watched.