Chapter 2810 Want to break (32)

An hour later.

Zeguang Zeqing returned to the palace and came to Chu Ling.

They both knelt down and saluted.

"Your Highness."

Chu Ling sat in front of the royal platform and raised his eyes.

His eyes fell on them.

He paused for a moment, then looked behind them.

It was empty, and the little man who was supposed to come back did not appear. The book in his hand slowly closed, his eyes cold.

"What's going on?"

Ze Guang knelt on the ground and lowered his head, "Back to Your Highness, Young Master Yun suddenly felt unwell and had a high fever. He was unable to leave immediately to return to the palace, so he wanted to postpone his return until the day after tomorrow..."

In the vast and empty palace, for a moment, it was eerily quiet.

"Yes, Your Highness."

He only gave one day's grace.

They were so suppressed that they didn't dare to look up.

He is a silly little tail. He smiles when he sees him, and his smile is sweet and sweet.

Zeguang Zeqing left the palace early and went to Yun Mansion to pick up someone.

The ink smudges on the thin paper.

The sickly and ghostly young man sat there without saying a word and his eyes were dark.

It was extremely quiet inside the huge palace.

Chu Ling sat, his eyes falling on the book in front of him.

…

His cold, white fingertips landed on the countertop, tapping lightly. His eyes were extremely dark, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

The chief steward went in first to report.

The sound was not loud, but it was inexplicably like a heavy thunder that hit my heart.

For a long time.

…

Chu Ling looked at the book she left behind quietly, her eyes dark and uncertain.

There was silence for a while.

Chu Ling looked at the book and suddenly stuffed it at the bottom of the memorials.

"Bring him back tomorrow."

It wasn't until the two kneeling people's limbs were stiff, their blood was sluggish, and their lower bodies were numb that the Crown Prince above him spoke with a cold tone.

"If you can't bring it back, let Yun He Zhong Titou come to see you."

If he wanted, he could have someone else stand by him at any time, and there was no shortage of her.

It actually didn't matter if she came back two days late, as there was no one around to talk to him, just stay with him.

Chu Ling, who was reviewing the memorial, suddenly stopped with his pen.

The second day.

It seemed like he was even breathing more lightly and didn't dare to get any heavier.

Ze Guangfu knelt on the cold ground, paused, and continued: "I have seen it with my own eyes. The young master... is indeed feeling unwell."

It was a book that his companion had left with him. Before leaving, she still held the book in her arms every day, pestering him and wanting to press his legs.

"..."

Later, some old books were placed on the table.

This time, with the prince's personal imperial edict, they successfully received the person.

As darkness approached, Zeguang Zeqing led people to the Political Palace.

…

"Your Highness, Young Master Yun is back."

There was obviously nothing on my shoulders, but I felt a heavy pressure invisibly.

He probably realized that he seemed to care a little too much about her.

So you don’t believe it?

Zeguang Zeqing was kneeling with his head lowered.

He came out before dawn and stayed outside the palace for a long time. He didn't come back until nearly evening.

He was obviously a lively and lively little chatterbox before he left, but after two days of walking, he couldn't stand it anymore?

I don't know what I'm upset about.

Chu Ling lowered his eyelashes and his tone was uncertain, "Really?"

Don't look, don't think, don't speak.

He lowered his eyes, and his pale face had a cold expression, as if nothing had happened.

How did he...

After Zeguang Zeqing retired, the palace became completely quiet.

"Let him in."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The steward's father-in-law exited, and soon someone came in.

Come in, take a step, then stop.
Chapter completed!