As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

By the afternoon, He Yue was still unable to go to Kunning Palace. This was the Queen's intention to embarrass the Crown Princess and imply her dissatisfaction. Any other woman would have panicked. How could a woman who displeased both the Emperor and the Queen still hold on to the position of Crown Princess?

But He Yue just felt peaceful and the sun was warm, so she ordered the palace servants to move a recliner to the small garden behind Changxin Palace and curled up on it to catch up on her sleep.

She never challenged Ning Rusong again. After all, she was young and had a hot temper. Her hands and feet were as soft as noodles. There were marks all over her body, and she didn't dare to wear low-necked clothes for fear of being seen.

He was really a different person last night from usual. He ignored He Yue's panic and weakness, and held her half comfortingly and half forcefully. Her tears flowed down her face. He felt distressed when he spoke, and after kissing away her tears, he started again. It was truly an endless night.

He Yue reasonably suspected that Ning Rushong was a male monster who sucked people's essence. She was listless and didn't want to move, but he went to handle government affairs in high spirits!

The more she thought about it, the angrier He Yue turned over in the recliner, pulling the blanket up to cover half of her rosy face, and said in a muffled voice, "You are two-faced..."

Xiao Nuan and Xiao Hong, who were serving beside them, did not hear the rest of the words clearly, but they thought they were some complaints and grievances against His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It was not a big deal, as the quarrel between husband and wife was not real anger.

No matter how noble and upright the Crown Prince is, he is just an ordinary man in front of the Crown Princess, and men cannot get rid of their bad nature.

The small garden was enclosed within the Changxin Palace, and no blind palace servant dared to disturb the Crown Princess's peace. He Yue fell into a deep sleep.

After the prince dealt with the difficult matter, he hurried back to Changxin Palace. The first thing he did was to ask where the Crown Princess was.

Xiao Ye, who stayed in Changxin Palace, led the way, feeling a little proud. Hey, I knew His Highness would ask this. "Your Highness, the Crown Princess is in the small garden behind the palace. She asked the palace servants to move a recliner over an hour ago. The Crown Princess should be catching up on some sleep and resting her spirit."

Xiao Guanzi standing by sneered in his heart, thinking that this little devil was always good at being clever.

The prince asked again, "Did the Queen Mother send anyone to stir things up?"

Although Ning Rushong was asking, his tone of comment made it seem as if he had expected it.

Xiao Ye reported back, "An hour ago, a nanny was sent over to teach the Crown Princess some manners. I took your order and took them all to the Ministry of Punishment, beat them up, and then threw them back to Kunning Palace!"

He wondered in his heart, why wasn't it Eunuch Qiu who came over to Kunning Palace to show off his power? Otherwise, he could have beaten him up to relieve his hatred.

The old thief Qiu relied on Queen He to show off in front of him and his master. Bah! Don't fall into the hands of his master and his apprentice, otherwise they will make the old thief Qiu taste their tricks!

Ning Rushong arrived at the garden and saw He Yue curled up in a ball sleeping peacefully. He felt warm in his heart and bent down, put one arm through her legs and held her in his arms, pressing the blanket with his other hand.

The movements were gentle and silent, revealing a familiarity, as if they had been done hundreds of times.

Ning Rushong carried He Yue back to the bedroom in the main hall. The cool air in late autumn could easily invade the body. It was already late at night, and he was afraid that she would catch a cold.

She was lying on the bed, her brows slightly furrowed, her fair and smooth face resting on Ning Rushong's palm, her lips a little red and swollen.

Ning Rushong sat on the edge of the bed, staring at He Yue without blinking, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart. It would be best if he could carve a picture of her so that he could take it out and look at it from time to time later.

He couldn't help it, so he leaned over and gently touched her lips, then called her softly, "Yueyue."

Endless love emerged in his heart, he hugged her, and closed his eyes after a while.

Perhaps this life was too good, and God wanted to warn him by making him dream about his past life.

Ning Rushong had no entity in the dream, and his eyes were fixed on the Yongding Palace, which was magnificent and majestic everywhere.

He Yue sat at the desk with a dignified posture, flipping through documents, with a purple jade ring on her right index finger. She looked old, about thirty or forty, and if you looked closely you could see some fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

She had been in this magnificent palace for too long, and there was no longer any ripple in her eyes. When she slightly raised her eyes, there was only a chilling and chilling look.

At this moment, her appearance was no longer important. Her power made people dare not look directly at her. The hall was silent and all the palace servants knelt on the ground, trembling in panic.

They are really afraid, so they lower their heads and humble themselves in the dust, hoping to gain some sympathy from those in power.

The pen made a slight sound when it was placed on the jade pen holder with mountains and seas painted on it. He Yue slowly stood up, the pearls and jade in her hair bun not moving at all. The palace maid who was kneeling closest to her hurriedly stood up from the ground and bent over to support her.

"Young Hui is too old, so I let her leave the palace to live out her days. Are you unwilling to do so?" She finally spoke, but did not look at the palace maid kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I dare not!" The palace servants immediately answered respectfully and fearfully, but still no one dared to look up.

"Oh." The voice was very contemptuous, with a majesty that could not be ignored. He Yue looked at the mountain, pond, pavilion and terrace outside the window, "That's stupid. Without someone leading the way, you can't even do anything. You actually caused all these troubles for me."

The palace servants were even more trembling with fear, and they kept kowtowing and confessing their guilt, "I am a stupid slave, please calm down, Your Majesty!"

The palace door opened from the outside, and the person who came in was wearing the emperor's attire, with dragon patterns shining brightly, "Yueyue."