The weak prince's queen

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the palace's gate. The sturdy horse seemed to know that it was about to reach its destination and was panting lightly. The decorations on the carriage were exquisite and gorgeous, and they flickered faintly in the sunlight.

Mo Feng stood in front of the car door and shouted loudly to the inside: "Prince and Princess, we have arrived at the palace." His voice was steady and powerful, as if announcing the end of a journey and the beginning of a new chapter in life.

Chu Xiyue was slightly stunned, with a complicated look in her eyes. She turned to look at Xiao Yichen beside her. The two smiled at each other. The smile seemed to contain endless tacit understanding, but the next moment, they instantly understood what the other was thinking.

"Prince, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me?" Chu Xiyue suddenly widened her eyes, an expression of horror on her face. She covered her beaten cheek with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Who told you not to know any rules?" Xiao Yichen frowned, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He cursed loudly, and his voice echoed in the air, as if to shatter everything around him.

"Wuwu..." Chu Xiyue couldn't hold back any longer, tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her face with her hands, turned around and walked out of the carriage, her steps staggering as if she had suffered a great blow.

"Stop, what's your attitude?" Xiao Yichen became even angrier when he saw Chu Xiyue leaving. He strode forward, blocked Chu Xiyue's way, and shouted loudly.

Dong'er and Mo Feng on the side were stunned. They looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, not knowing what had happened.

Dong'er quickly stepped forward to support Chu Xiyue and comforted her softly, "Princess, don't be sad. There must be some misunderstanding."

"Wow... I haven't done anything wrong, why is Your Highness so aggressive?" Chu Xiyue said in a tearful voice. She covered her face and cried, her tears soaking her sleeves, making her look particularly pitiful.

"Now you are just talking back to me!" Xiao Yichen stared at Chu Xiyue fiercely, the anger in his eyes almost devouring her.

"It seems that the prince and princess are not as loving as the rumors say." The people on the side whispered, shaking their heads and sighing.

Another citizen with a slightly anxious look on his face quickly echoed, "Look, that scene just now was clearly him beating the princess. The movements were so brutal, it was truly heartbreaking to watch."

"That's right. It's clear from this that the princess's daily life is really not that good. She must have suffered a lot of grievances." As soon as these words were spoken, the news that Chu Xiyue was out of favor spread quickly among the crowd like wings.

Chu Xiyue's face was covered with tears, and she wept all the way, as if she was filled with unspeakable sorrow, like beads falling from a broken string. She stumbled back to her room. Dong'er, who was beside her, saw her and carefully supported her, asking anxiously with concern, "Princess, are you okay? Please don't hurt yourself."

Chu Xiyue seemed to be completely swallowed by sadness at this moment. She could not utter a word, but kept making low and whimpering sounds from the depths of her throat. The sound was filled with endless bitterness and helplessness.

As soon as she returned to the room, it was as if a switch was suddenly pressed, and she stopped crying immediately. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she walked straight to the table and picked up a glass of water as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw. Without caring about her image, she drank it in big gulps, as if only this could slightly relieve the surging emotions in her heart.

Dong'er was even more worried when she saw this. She quickly stepped forward and asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Princess, didn't you reconcile with the prince before? What happened just now? Why did the prince actually hit you?"

Chu Xiyue hesitated slightly, biting her lip, as if struggling with how to start. After a moment, she slowly said, "Well... well, it's just that I had a big argument with the prince. The reasons are complicated and hard to explain in a few words. I'll tell you in detail later."

Suddenly, the window swayed slightly in a breeze. Chu Xiyue was sitting in the room bored, staring blankly ahead. At this moment, her eyes accidentally swept across the window, and suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the window.

Chu Xiyue's previously calm face instantly changed into a look that seemed perfectly natural and rehearsed. She lowered her head slightly, covering her eyes with her hands as if wiping away tears. With a choked sob, she spoke, "Dong'er, I'm truly so wronged. It's bad enough that I'm unloved in this huge palace, but I've even endured such humiliation. I feel like I can't go on like this. Woo woo..." Her voice was filled with helplessness and despair, as if her entire world had collapsed.

Seeing this, Dong'er couldn't help but feel a surge of pity. She quickly walked over to Chu Xiyue, gently patted her shoulder, and said soothingly, "Princess, don't think like that. There is no hurdle in this world that cannot be overcome. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must face them with strength and believe that there will always be a solution."

Chu Xiyue raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes. She held Dong'er's hand tightly and asked in a trembling voice: "Woo woo... Who can help me now? I feel so lonely and helpless." After that, she could no longer control her emotions and shouted loudly.

The figure outside the window quietly walked away after a while.

As Chu Xiyue saw the figure leave, she took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and walked to the window. She looked out through the crack in the window and saw that the black shadow had disappeared.

Dong'er watched Chu Xiyue, her expression changing from moment to moment like a June day, and her heart felt like it was being gnawed by a million ants. Her worry spread like wild weeds. Her usually calm demeanor was now tinged with anxiety. She hurriedly asked, "Princess, are you sure you're okay? Or should we call a doctor to take a look? You know, your mood swings were so extreme just now. What if you're accidentally injured?"

Chu Xiyue shook her head helplessly, waved her hand gently and said: "What are you doing? There's no need to call the imperial physician. I just couldn't control my emotions for a moment. It's all fine now. Don't worry about it here. Go and do your own thing." After that, she slowly turned around and dragged her somewhat tired body back to the soft bed, as if she wanted to put all her troubles behind her.

In the majestic Queen's Palace, a maid in a light blue palace dress cautiously leaned close to the Queen's ear. Her voice was so soft, as if she was afraid to disturb the tranquil atmosphere, and she whispered softly, "Your Majesty, someone from the Prince's Palace has sent a message saying that the Princess of Jin was slapped hard in front of everyone by the Prince of Jin. Now, she seems to be trying to commit suicide."

The Queen frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes. She took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Oh...how could it turn out like this? It seems necessary to summon her to the palace tomorrow and ask her what happened."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The palace maid hurriedly lowered her head respectfully and answered respectfully, secretly pondering the reasons behind this, wondering what kind of waves would be stirred up when she entered the palace tomorrow.