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

"died?"

The woman's voice was cold and indifferent, whether it was because of sleepiness or something else.

Xiao Lizi was stunned for a moment, then she bravely looked up, only to see the Crown Princess with half-closed eyes, her jade-white hands slowly rubbing her forehead. Yes, after what happened yesterday, the Crown Princess was naturally feeling nervous, and it was normal for her to be in low spirits.

The luxurious pearl curtain was drawn aside, and a palace maid came in respectfully holding Xiao Liu from outside, and knelt on the ground, her eyes cast on the ground stiffly and submissively. The cat didn't know the etiquette and wanted to call out a few times, but the master of Biyuan was in a bad mood. The palace maid raised her arm and gently placed a handkerchief on the cat's mouth. The cat had been disciplined before, so it put down its tail and nestled in the palace maid's arms, not making any sound.

"A quick death is already a great blessing for that daring assassin. Don't worry about it, Princess." Madam Lu spoke soothingly, holding a jade comb in her hand, slowly and carefully combing through her thick black hair.

Xiao Taozi took the initiative to go up to He Yue and gently massaged the acupuncture points on her forehead with moderate force. She lowered her eyes and carefully considered her words, "When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left this morning, you were still asleep, Crown Princess. You may not know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stayed with you all night in Biyuan last night."

The official duties have been so heavy these days that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has to squeeze out time to go back and forth between the palace. One can imagine how important the Crown Princess is in His Royal Highness' heart.

Emotions can easily and powerfully disturb a dead pond that should be quiet, deep and cold, disrupting its usual order.

"I slept very soundly." He Yue opened her clear eyes, stretched out her hand to pick up the talisman next to the dressing box, and her thumb seemed to gently and slowly brush across the word "He", without fading away any mark, and the vermilion mark of the word looked as if it was stained with blood.

She now realizes that Ning Rushong, that bastard, has some half-hearted feelings towards her, but no matter what, he is the Crown Prince who is cunning and good at manipulating people's hearts. It is difficult for her to tell how much is false and how much is true.

Damn it! He is a complete riddle man!

The talisman was placed on the table. He Yue withdrew her gaze and said in a dull voice, "Madam Lu put it at the bottom of the box for safekeeping. I am afraid it will be damaged."

I’m afraid that it will make its presence felt from time to time and be annoying to look at.

In fact, in a sense, He Yue is a person who is even more cold-hearted than Ning Rushong. She once had a deep-rooted love, which greatly raised the threshold of her emotional realm, which means that there is no cloud except the one in Wushan.

Is it unfair to Ning Rusong? But it was his one-sided love, so he had to bear it alone. What does it have to do with He Yue?

"Yes." Nanny Lu held the talisman carefully, as if it was not made of wood but an object made of glass.

She opened the bottom drawer of the box, put a layer of soft silk cloth under it, and then placed the talisman on it. The moment she closed it, she wondered if the talisman would ever have a chance to see the light of day again.

"Xiao Liu, come here." He Yue looked at Xiao Liu and spread out his arms.

"Meow!" Xiao Liu suddenly became lively, wagging his tail, and jumped lightly into He Yue's arms.

The second-class maid from the outer hall came in holding a visiting card, knelt down and presented it with both hands, "Crown Princess, this is a visiting card from Madam Bai."

He Yue didn't even raise her eyes, "Rejected. From now on, I will reject all posts about Li Xiaoshu."

"My old feelings for her have all been exhausted. From now on, she should just be her Lady Bai."

The cat meowed in agreement and pressed its clipped claws on He Yue's wrist.

Empress He of Kunning Palace sat dignified on a high seat, stroking the plaque with the word "He" engraved on it. Seeing the desolate scenery, she sighed heavily, "You should return to the East Palace. I have already asked the emperor for mercy, and you will not be punished too severely."

It's not that there will be no punishment, but it won't be too severe. The He sisters were horrified and were about to plead for mercy, but Empress He waved her hand and said in a low voice, "My son is not a man who sympathizes with women. If you don't go back, I will really punish you as a runaway concubine. Even if you asked for mercy first, you will have to bear the consequences. I can't help you."

The He sisters were almost dragged out by the palace servants.

Empress He held the talisman tightly in her palm, her graceful eyes filled with sorrow. For the first time, she felt great envy for her own son.

Just because he is the crown prince who holds imperial power, he can ask for an exclusive talisman from the crown princess who dislikes him.

She suddenly raised her head and had a delusion in her mind: if Emperor Jingmu was a young man of ordinary status, how great it would be! She would definitely lock him up in He's Mansion, and she would love and care for him like a man!

He was her wife and she was his husband.

The paranoia is deep-rooted and if others knew about it, they would definitely sigh and say that the prince is exactly like his mother.

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The days when the He sisters returned to the Eastern Palace were not very difficult. One of them was demoted to Liangyuan and the other to Chenghui. They were both punished with house arrest for three months because the Crown Princess had given the order that no one would shortchange them for food and clothing. Pan Chenghui, who had been causing trouble for them, was in trouble himself.

For the first time, they felt that the aloof and cold nature of Crown Princess He was a good thing. If it were any other mistress, they would definitely be furious.

The people in the palace were always tamed, and they gradually let go of their usual arrogance.

Inside the Biyuan bedroom, the curtains were drawn, the lights were dim, and the Crown Princess, who was said to be aloof, had her slightly red lips parted. Her charming and beautiful willow-leaf eyes were rippling with waves, and she had a touching Chu style. Her jade-colored fingertips were caressed inch by inch by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Ning Rushong raised his clear and cold phoenix eyes, which contained a heart-pounding lust. The elegance and openness were gone, leaving only a greedy and unsatisfied obscurity.

"There will be a banquet in the palace tomorrow. Once this matter is over, I will have time to accompany Yueyue." Ning Rushong's voice was low and hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled.

He Yue tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes still showing fatigue and confusion, but more of it was a feeling of being at a loss for what to do with.

She trembled as she reached out a hand from under the quilt and stroked Ning Rusong's handsome figure. Her voice was soft and delicate, "Is the banquet tomorrow? The New Year is almost over. It's going so fast. This year is gone."

Doesn't this bastard know how to write the word moderation? Her waist! Can't he do it once a month? She's really going to die.

She shook her head gently, her hair wet with sweat and sticking to her forehead, "Rest, Your Highness. I am tired."

Ning Rushong pretended not to hear, lowered his head, and bit her cheek lightly. He didn't use much force for fear of leaving a mark, but it still scared her enough that she reached out to push him away.

"I'm not satisfied yet." Ning Rushong said this, raising his hand to lift the hair from her forehead.

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