King Wang, don't come out and wander around if you're not fully recovered from your illness.

  This woman... Lan Xuanhao's forehead was covered in black lines, and any woman who had been in front of him before would tremble with fear. She was good, teasing herself without saying a word, and yet she was so calm and composed, her heart was slightly shaken.

  Look at her resentful appearance, he really doubted whether he was hallucinating. Earlier, he had been watching the play in the inner room, that cold and stern woman with a bloodthirsty glint in her eyes, was this really the same woman? He expressed his doubts, suddenly feeling that this woman was very interesting, a hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and then she retracted.

  Her eyes gleamed with a deep, mysterious light as she glanced at her, her voice cold and detached: "Since you're not dead yet, hurry up and leave, lest I change my mind."

  "Hmph, who'd want to be here?" Yun Chu rubbed her sore ankle and glared at him with puffed up cheeks. With a cold snort, she stood up, preparing to leave. She understood the principle of recognizing one's strengths and weaknesses, after all. Who made her so weak now?

  But just a few steps after turning around, he was stopped by Lan Xuanhao again: "Take your things away"

  Yun Chu turned around, and suddenly felt a sense of being speechless and looking up at the sky. What's with "her thing"? Please, that maid in green clothes had nothing to do with her, okay? However, for her own safety, she still decided to bring it along, lest this demon find another excuse to throw a tantrum, and then wouldn't she be wronged?

  "Miss, is this... Have you been bullied in the imperial palace?" Snow Peach exclaimed.

  It wasn't until late at night that Yunchu finally appeared, her figure disheveled as she walked into the courtyard. Her blue clothes were no longer visible in their original color, and her messy hair made it hard for people to look directly at her. If Xuetao hadn't grown up with her, he might not have recognized her.

  "Huh, huh..." Xue Tao walked forward to support her, and before she even got close, she could smell a strange odor. She took a deep sniff, and suddenly realized that the strange smell was coming from her own mistress's body.

  "Heavens, miss, say something! What's going on? It's just entering the palace, how did it end up like this?" Xue Tao was extremely anxious, and although the miss had suffered a lot of abuse since childhood, she had never been as disheveled as she was now: "Who exactly is so ruthless to you..."

  Cloud Chu was speechless, her eyebrows twisted into a river character, she looked at Snow Peach with a listless gaze, and muttered discontentedly: "Take a bath"

  She doesn't want to say another word now, the strange smell has already made her vomit everything in her stomach, and now she's not only suffering from the smoke but also starving.

  Xue Tao heard this and looked at her dignified appearance again. She quickly retreated and ordered someone to bring hot water, scattering flower petals everywhere.

  She changed the water several times, soaking for almost two hours, until she felt that the strange smell on her body had disappeared. Yun Chu finally got out of the water, put on a cool undergarment, and her expression was as unpleasant as it could be.

  "Lan Xuanhao, sister remembers you... If one day you fall into my hands, see if I don't torment you to death." Yun Chu thought angrily in her heart.

  Xue Tao saw her taking a good bath, and while serving her dishes, she heard her muttering to herself, completely bewildered. How did entering the palace get entangled with Prince Lan's affairs?

  Thinking about the whole day, in order to get the green-clad maid out of the palace, she had been tossed around like this. She was furious but had nowhere to vent her anger. Alone and by herself, wanting to leave the palace was possible, but bringing a half-dead person along would not be good. Moreover, she hadn't arrived in a horse-drawn carriage, so if she were to take one of the palace's carriages out, accompanied by the green-clad maid, it would surely arouse suspicion. Unable to do anything else, she could only wait for an opportunity.

  In the end, after waiting and waiting, only the imperial kitchen's carriage delivering leftover food arrived. She managed to get the maid in green out of the palace and found a house to settle down in. However, her body was filled with an unusual smell that made her feel extremely nauseous. She had always thought that the smell of blood was the most disgusting thing she could tolerate, but this was even more unbearable than the smell of blood.

  And all of this is because of that demon.

  "Chew you to death, bite you to pieces..." Looking at the full table of dishes, Yun Chu had a ferocious and unbridled appetite, swallowing big mouthfuls as if the food on the plate was Lan Xuanhao himself, wishing she could devour him whole.

  Xue Tao was speechless and looked up at the sky, when did the young lady of her family become so unattractive.

  The next day, the sun was shining brightly, but Chun Yu still showed no signs of waking up. She had stayed up too late last night and had been busy all day, exhausting herself.

  She didn't wake up, but Mingyuan woke up and shouted for Yunchu to go and confess his crime.

  "Look at this, when will the princess wake up?" The steward frowned, the prince was furious in the east wing, if he didn't invite the princess over soon, it would be his old bones that would suffer.

  "Miss had a sleepless night, didn't sleep well all night, it's better not to disturb Miss' rest." Xue Tao was full of confidence, under Yun Chu's influence these past few days, she wasn't as weak as before.

  "What a good servant, when did the Ning Wang Fu become the world of you two masters?" Mingyuan suddenly roared, and a figure in blue clothes walked out from the courtyard entrance, with a much improved complexion, and his floating heart made his face flush red.

  Xue Tao's heart skipped a beat, her face changed slightly. Ming Yuan was after all the prince, not the housekeeper. She was naturally afraid and her tone dropped as she explained: "Your Highness, Miss didn't sleep well last night, that's why she hasn't gotten up."

  "A dignified princess, still making excuses for not getting up after three drumbeats, this is simply absurd!" Mingyuan glared with anger, rushed to the main hall, pulled open the door and kicked it open with one leg.

  Just as he stretched out his leg, the door suddenly opened and Mingyuan kicked into thin air. Because he used all his strength, almost all of it was concentrated on his thigh, without any resistance or obstacles, his body shape didn't stabilize, and he fell straight down, not to mention that his thighs were pressed into a one-word shape, and his bones crackled with a cracking sound.

  The housekeeper rushed forward to support him, and he couldn't help but think that his master had brought this calamity upon himself. How could he always fall into the queen's trap? Although it seemed like a coincidence, he felt that everything was connected to the queen.

  Yun Chu was shocked, looking at Ming Yuan who rushed towards her. She dodged him with a nimble figure and laughed in her heart, but her mouth was full of bitter words: "Prince Wang, didn't the imperial physician tell you not to go out until your illness is cured?"

  Mingyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with anger, and he really wished he could slap Yun Chu to death. But Yun Chu seemed oblivious to his expression, clucking her tongue in disapproval: "Look at you, so weak from lack of energy that you can't even walk quickly. What if something happens to you? How would I live on? I'm still young, and I don't want to be a widow at such a young age. We haven't even had our wedding night yet... Even if you were going to die, you should leave some descendants for the Ning Wang Fu..."

  A burst of chatter, Mingyuan's face turned even more unsightly, his face as black as coal in a mine. The more she spoke, the more unbearable it was, and the more energetic he became, his anger soaring...

  He's now in so much pain that he can't even get up, maintaining that posture on the ground. The butler wanted to pull him up, but as soon as he made a slight movement, it was like his bones were being torn apart.

  Digression

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