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

In the Changxin Hall of the Eastern Palace, the Southern King and the Crown Prince were discussing military intelligence. The barbarians in the north had surrendered only a few years ago, but they were getting restless again.

They coveted the fertile land and rich resources of the Central Plains like a hungry wolf that could never be satisfied.

"Squeak."

The palace door opened, and Xiao Guanzi came in, looking a little anxious, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Southern King."

After he was allowed to stand up, he whispered a few words into Ning Rushong's ear.

Prince Nan has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and his hearing is far superior to others. He vaguely caught the three words "Crown Princess" and raised his thick eyebrows with interest.

Well, I'm curious about what happened?

The Crown Prince, who was originally cold and solemn, suddenly changed his expression, and then calmed down, "I will go to see her later."

After saying this, he continued the previous topic with King Nan in a calm tone, and he really didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

The tea maid brought another cup of tea, and after an incense stick of time the detailed discussion was finally completed. The King of the South said he was leaving on his own accord.

Ning Rusong lifted his robe and stood up, his movements were natural and relaxed, he was dignified and awe-inspiring, he said calmly, "Uncle, the Queen Mother has asked the Emperor for grace, you can go to Kunning Palace to see the Queen Mother."

The Southern Prince was a burly man, leaning back in his chair as he looked at Ning Rusong. He waved his hand and said casually, "The Crown Prince has some urgent matters to deal with. I will drink another cup of tea and then go to Kunning Palace. The Crown Prince can go and do his work."

The Southern Prince had not seen his sister for several years, but he did not miss her much. He was aware of his own thoughts and felt a little depressed. It seemed that there was not much left of their former friendship. He waved his hand again and said, "Go, Prince."

Ning Rushong then turned around and left, with Xiao Guanzi following closely behind him.

It happened that the tea maid served the third cup of tea at this time. There are rules for serving tea. If the guest is almost finished, he/she should be served more tea. Even if the guest has not finished, he/she should be given another cup of tea after a specified time.

Coincidentally, it was just time for a cup of tea.

The Southern King placed his hands on the back of the chair and sneered at the palace maid serving tea, "Is this what they call a little affection?"

The maid serving tea did not dare to answer, but the Southern King did not mind. He lifted up the maid's face with his hand and said lightly, "You are pretty and charming, but it's a pity that you have to be a maid."

"Thank you, Your Highness Prince Nan, for your compliment." The maid blushed and boldly used her beautiful peach blossom eyes to seduce Prince Nan.

It is well known that the Southern King loves beauties, but he is extremely sensible. He only plays with them but does not keep them. After they are gone, he gives them wealth and luxury. He is quite a considerate person.

What is rare is that it is never forced.

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Inside the Biyuan, Aunt Lu held He Yue's hands anxiously, "Oh my, how did you get hurt?"

There were some scratches on the smooth, white and slender fingers, which looked a little hideous.

"It's nothing." He Yue comforted her, without a trace of pain on her beautiful face.

She was not being pretentious, she just felt it was exaggerated. She had just some skin abrasions. The palace servants acted as if she had broken her arm. They went to call for the imperial physician and to pass on the message. Xiao Guanzi's legs were really fast, and she ran while holding her hat.

Quite funny.

Ning Rushong saw He Yue in this state as soon as he came in. He leaned on the couch and glanced at the palace maids who were kneeling on the ground, feeling distressed.

The palace servants were not really upset at all; they were just afraid of being taken out on and punished.

But He Yue told them in a very gentle tone not to worry. The stained glass window was half open, and some light shone on her face, while also hiding half of her face in the shadows.

Nanny Lu continued to nag, "How can it be alright? Crown Princess, please wait a moment, the imperial physician will be here soon!"

"Okay." He Yue said in a soothing voice, just looking down at Madam Lu.

Her gaze was gentle, but Ning Rusongduan could see coldness and indifference in the face hidden in the shadows, the two strangely mixed together.

"Are you injured anywhere else?" Ning Rushong didn't want to see her like this, so he asked.

He Yue turned around, emerged from the shadows, and put on a graceful smile, "How did you invite His Highness here? It was just a minor accident. I just scratched my hand a little, it's nothing."

Xiao Guanzi did manage to bring Ning Rushong over, but she wasn't really hurt anywhere, so he was making a big fuss out of nothing.

Besides, she didn't want to see Ning Rushong's face any more. No matter how good he looked, he had such a black heart. She had to be extremely careful every time she dealt with him, which was really tiring.

Before the palace servants could kneel down and greet, Ning Rushong waved his hand and told them to go out.

Xiao Taozi, who left last, closed the door considerately.

He took a few steps to He Yue, his handsome and noble features still calm and composed. He stretched out his hands, and He Yue placed both of her hands on his palms with understanding.

"Don't go horse racing alone in the future. Wait until I have free time." Ning Rushongchui said as he looked at the wound on the back of her hand, speaking in a straightforward manner as if he was conveying an order.

Those servants couldn't even take care of a single person and seemed to be of no use. As soon as he left, something bad happened.

If the emperor had not intervened, He Yue would probably have fallen off the horse. By then, it would not have been just scratches, but a broken leg might even have been possible.

Ning Rushong frowned slightly again, his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes were sharp and cold. He raised his eyes and looked at He Yue, wondering why his father had to take action.

My father is not a so-called kind-hearted person. Among the people who tried to assassinate him was his own father. Why is he so special to his Crown Princess?

There was silence for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

He Yue seemed to be panicking. She straightened up and knelt on the couch. Her pretty face turned pale. "Why does Your Highness look at me like this? I am panicking."

What are you looking at! You always pretend to be profound, it shows off!

Ning Rushong calmed his thoughts, raised his hand and stroked He Yue's face, which was as bright as the moon and as elegant as an otherworldly being, his knuckles gently caressing the smooth skin.

Is it because of this face? It seems understandable.

"You are really good at recruiting people." Ning Rushong's voice was calm and gentle.

He Yue is Ning Rushong's private property, and will belong to him, in life and death, and he will not allow anyone else to covet her, no matter who she is.

There is no doubt that he has an extremely sharp possessiveness towards her. Possessiveness does not represent love, but ownership. She belongs to him.

A hat was put on He Yue's head for no reason. She felt a pang in her heart and naturally disagreed. With some anger in her eyes, she looked straight into Ning Rushong's dark eyes.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this? Since I entered the Eastern Palace, I have been behaving myself and have lived a stable life. I have not even been out of this Biyuan many times. How can I bear the reputation of recruiting people?!"

She wanted to live a peaceful and stable life, but she had the desire but not the courage, and her life was in Ning Rushong's hands.

"It's not your fault." Ning Rushong said slowly with deep eyes.