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Following Yuan Xichen's loud roar, the maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

But she was thinking in her heart, could it be that the prince didn’t see my beauty and wasn’t attracted to me?

The fine mahogany door was pushed open by people outside, and several old maids knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

"Your Majesty, spare me! This girl offended you, deal with her immediately."

The old maid in the lead was one of Yuan Xichen’s wet nurses, and her name was “Madame Xu”.

The maid in front of him was none other than the one who had ordered someone to stop Yu Qingqing on the way, named "Lin Lanlan".

Nanny Xu also took a lot of money from Lin Lanlan's father because someone had caught her.

This is how Lin Lanlan, who has always been arrogant and wanted to climb up the social ladder, was arranged to be close to Yuan Xichen.

Yuan Xichen's face turned pale at this time, and he was very embarrassed.

There was no expression on his face, and he said coldly: "Take him away and fight him thirty times!"

Aunt Xu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this. Fortunately, she didn't ask too many questions and gave herself away.

When Lin Lanlan heard that she was going to be caned, she struggled to break free from the hands that were holding her.

She cried in front of Yuan Xichen, her eyes watering, and said pitifully: "My lord, please spare my life! I didn't mean to offend you, please have mercy on me!"

She was unwilling to accept it. She was so beautiful, why could the prince be so cruel?

Yuan Xichen turned his head away in disgust, without even glancing at the woman crying on the ground.

He said again in a cold voice: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and do it!"

Aunt Xu was so frightened that she dared not breathe. She slapped Lin Lanlan in the face, covered her mouth and dragged her out.

Lin Lanlan was beaten with a stick and locked up in the woodshed, where she was kept alive on a diet of thin porridge every day.

Each person on duty that day was fined half a month's salary as a punishment.

The servants in Prince Chen's mansion all knew that the prince was angry, and they became more cautious.

The Chen Palace covers an area of ​​more than one hundred acres, and many rare and precious plants are planted in it.

Yuan Xichen’s bedroom is called “Canglanting” and his study is called “Yatingxuan”.

If it weren't for the physical discomfort caused by the poisoning, Yuan Xichen would spend most of his time practicing calligraphy or reading in "Yatingxuan".

After the farce ended, another maid respectfully lit incense for Yuan Xichen. After a while, Yuan Xichen felt drowsy.

Yuan Yi also explained that this incense helps him sleep. What he needs most now is more rest and let his body recover slowly.

Although I have constant supply of supplements after returning here, I still need to rest more to make up for the previous losses.

At one o'clock in the evening, Yuan Xichen woke up from his sleep. He had been sleeping for a long time and only felt his stomach growling with hunger.

Yuan Xichen's stern face looked sleepy. He pressed his hands on the bed and sat up, then ordered: "Come here, serve the meal!"

Soon after he finished speaking, a group of guards came in and carried Yuan Xichen onto a wheelchair that they had asked someone to make earlier.

The wheelchair is very convenient and Yuan Xichen can turn it by himself.

There are carefully carved tiger heads on the two handles of the wheelchair.

The two tiger heads look very realistic and lifelike. If you don’t look closely, they look like they are alive.

There is also a tiger body carved on the back of the wheelchair. From a distance, the whole wheelchair looks like a two-headed tiger.

Yuan Xichen was pushed to the "Nuanxiang Pavilion", where he usually had his meals.

At this time, there were more than ten maids and old women, all standing by, waiting to take Yuan Xichen's orders at any time.

Yuan Xichen waved his hand, and everyone else went down, leaving only an old maid to serve Yuan Xichen food.

An eight-immortal table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, including pig's trotters stewed with soybeans, tofu and egg drop soup, braised pork, cold cucumber, crucian carp and tofu soup and more than ten other dishes.

Yuan Xichen was not a wasteful person, so he did not ask someone to prepare meals according to the prince's specifications.

After all, he couldn't finish all the more than ten dishes here.

Probably because the weather has been getting hotter recently, Yuan Xichen didn't have much appetite. He just ate half a bowl of rice and didn't move his chopsticks again.

The waiter next to him saw Yuan Xichen put down his chopsticks and didn't eat, thinking that the food tasted bad. He was so scared that he knelt down, feeling extremely uneasy.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life! But the food is not to my taste. I will definitely improve it next time. Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"

Next to him was a man with a big belly who looked like a chef, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy.

This man is called "Fat Chef" because he is fat and no one calls him by his name. Some people have even forgotten his real name.

Yuan Xichen opened his sexy lips and said, "It's okay, it's none of your business! Take it down!"

Yuan Xichen then returned to the study, where a maid was helping him grind ink.

Yuan Xichen began to paint on the rice paper, and soon a young woman appeared on the paper.

A closer look at the woman in the painting reveals that she looks exactly like Yu Qingqing. This person was indeed painted by Yuan Xichen based on the appearance of Yu Qingqing in his mind.

He didn't know when he started to think of her all the time, so much so that the picture he drew was of her.

His mind often recalled the scenes of them being together. For some reason, he would care a lot about any news about her.

Yuan Xichen lowered his eyes in thought, and his gaze never moved away from the woman in the painting.

It seemed as if a pair of eyes wanted to stare a hole in the painting, and no matter how much he looked at it, he could never get enough.

Yuan Xichen gently stroked the person in the painting with his hand, as if he was feeling the inexplicable emotion in his heart.

It was as if I had found a place to vent, and I sighed slightly in my heart.

The servant girl next to him saw her prince staring at the person in the painting, and the jealousy in her heart instantly turned into hatred.

At the same time, I felt a little envious, wondering which lady from a noble family had won the prince's favor.

But she was just a small servant and didn't dare to have any desires towards the prince.

Yuan Xichen looked at it for an unknown amount of time before he pursed his lips and spoke: "Someone, turn on the lights!"

Soon, several maids came in, each holding an oil lamp in their hands.

Yuan Xichen took advantage of the light and began to write a poem next to the painting.

Having said that, stop writing.

When the ink on the painting dried, Yuan Xichen smiled with satisfaction.

This smile also charmed the maid next to her, but fortunately the maid managed to hold back her laughter in time.

After all, I also want to repeat the same mistakes and follow in the footsteps of others.

Waited for a while.

Only then did he carefully put away the painting and placed it next to the table.

Then he stood up and went to "Canglan Court", surrounded by many maids and old women.

It is a dark and windy night, a good time to sleep.

Yuan Xichen came to the bedroom and after a simple wash, he was carefully helped by the guard to sit on the edge of the bed.