After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

"Not to mention, now that she has the support of the Queen Mother, and Concubine Jing is close to the Queen Mother, I'm worried..." The Queen didn't finish her words, but Song Yanyi could already read deep worry in her eyes.

Song Yanyi's tone became cold and hard: "This will never happen."

Cui Rongrong can only belong to him!

After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the palace gate with firm steps.

The queen looked at his resolute back with a complicated expression, and then ordered the maid beside her: "Follow the steps of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Yes, I obey your command." The palace maid responded in a low voice and quickly followed Song Yanyi's pace.

At the same time, Cui Rongrong was slowly walking out of the Empress Dowager's bedroom. Before leaving, her eyes inadvertently swept across Concubine Jing.

Although the latter has recovered a lot under her care, it will take some time for him to fully recover from the years of drug abuse.

However, for the empress dowager, the current Concubine Jing is enough. As long as she can stay by the emperor's side, the emperor's former favor will naturally come again.

Imperial Concubine Jing, with her versatile and considerate manner, navigated the complexities of the harem and won everyone's favor. Even the high and mighty Queen had to acknowledge her skills and acquiesced to her having a place in the harem.

Cui Rong followed the palace maids and walked slowly towards the palace gate with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes. Her eyes inadvertently swept across a familiar figure in the distance, and her brows couldn't help but frowned slightly.

This place is the only way to leave the palace, there is no way to avoid it, and one can't help but feel helpless.

Song Yanyi stood in the breeze, hearing the sound of footsteps. When he looked up, that gentle face came into view. A gentle smile naturally appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I thought you had left first."

Cui Rong lifted her skirt slightly and performed a standard etiquette, her voice cold and polite: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"You go back and report to the Queen Mother first. I have some private matters to discuss with Miss Cui Rong." Song Yanyi instructed the palace maid beside him. Upon hearing this, the palace maid looked at Cui Cui Rong, and seeing her nod slightly, she tactfully stepped aside, leaving the two of them alone.

"The weather is getting colder. If Your Highness the Crown Prince has anything to say, just send someone to summon him. If he catches a cold, won't it be my fault?" Cui Rong said in a calm tone.

Song Yanyi chuckled, his eyes full of doting: "Even if I really catch a cold, with Miss Rong by my side, I can recover quickly."

"You've been in the palace frequently to serve the Queen Mother recently, so you must be overworked. I'm busy with my work here, and although I want to see you, I can't spare the time. Today is a rare time for us, why don't we find a quiet place to reminisce about the past?"

Cui Rongrong said without hesitation: "The war on the border is urgent, and my father is waiting for me to return. It is better to discuss this matter another day."

"When I have some free time, I will invite you to drink fine wine and taste fragrant tea to express my apologies."

Seeing Cui Rongrong was about to refuse again, Song Yanyi's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, and then the corners of his mouth rose, with a bit of self-mockery: "I know you are busy, but I didn't expect it to be this busy. I didn't think it through and accidentally took up your precious time."

"It's just because I haven't had a long conversation with Miss Rongrong for a long time, so I'm waiting here..."

After he finished speaking, his eyes revealed a hint of guilt as he looked at Cui Rong.

Cui Rong's face was calm. She was already familiar with Song Yanyi's methods.

In the past, it was these gentle traps that made her fall deeper and deeper into them, making her willing to be used by him.

Now that we meet again, I feel a wave of disgust rising in my heart.

She lowered her eyes, skillfully hiding the disdain in her eyes: "I am always by the Queen Mother's side. If the prince wants to see me, he can go directly to the Queen Mother's residence to find me. There is no need to endure the cold wind here to avoid contracting a disease and letting the Queen Mother blame me."

Song Yanyi's expression changed slightly, and he said firmly: "My mother knows my heart very well, and she will never do that."

His affectionate gaze locked onto Cui Rongrong, but she cleverly changed the subject: "Come to think of it, I haven't seen Sister Zhao for a while. Does Your Highness have any news about her?"

Song Yanyi's heart shuddered, Zhao Xianer's face flashed through his mind, followed by the unhappiness of being plotted against by her.

He forced a cold smile and said to Cui Rongrong, "I haven't seen Xian'er for a while. You two sisters are so affectionate, and you don't even know it, so how can I know it?"

A subtle light flashed in Cui Rongrong's eyes. "Hearing what you said, I have to find time to go see Sister Zhao. I hope she is doing well."

"Given Lord Zhao's current situation, I am really worried that Sister Zhao will do something stupid on impulse. She has always been on good terms with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If Your Highness is free, please go and see her. Sister Zhao will definitely be very happy."

Seeing that Cui Rong kept talking about Zhao Xian'er, Song Yanyi's interest in the conversation instantly disappeared, and his eyes drifted away. "I have been busy with official duties recently, and it is not easy to find time to talk to you. When I have free time, I will naturally go to visit Xian'er."

Cui Rongrong smiled gently, gentle yet distant: "When I see Zhao Xian'er, I will definitely convey your concern to her."

"It's getting late. I should leave now."

After saying that, she bowed to Song Yanyi, then turned around and left with firm steps.

Song Yanyi watched her back disappear at the end of his sight. The gloom on his face was so heavy that it was frightening. The guards around him didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of accidentally angering this noble prince.

"What's the young lady from the Zhao family doing recently?" Song Yanyi suddenly asked.

The guard quickly replied, "It's still the same as always. He stays indoors all day, saying he's not feeling well and doesn't want to see anyone."

Song Yanyi's voice was as cold as ice: "I hope she can stay quiet like this forever."

……

Deep inside the Zhao Mansion, a maid carefully carried dinner into Zhao Xian'er's room. She saw the young lady, looking haggard, sitting at the table. Her eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, which made the maid shudder.

"Miss, this is what Madam prepared for you. You haven't eaten a single grain of rice for days. How can your body bear it? Even a little bit of light food will be fine."

Zhao Xian'er's voice was weak and sharp: "I am in this state now. Living is more painful than dying. What difference does it make whether I eat or not!"

"Those young ladies who used to be on good terms with me, now that I've fallen into such a state, all of them are trying to avoid me, and I don't know how they're laughing at me behind my back!"

The maid wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally did not dare to say more.

Zhao Xianer's emotions at this moment were like a powder keg ready to explode. If she was not careful, the consequences would be disastrous.

Just as the maid was hesitating, Madam Zhao's voice came from outside the door, with a bit of sternness and pity: "Are you going to be depressed like this day after day and starve yourself to death?"

Mrs. Zhao signaled the maid to leave, took the dinner herself, walked slowly to Zhao Xian'er, and gently put the plate down.