At this time, he felt that his head hurt, and there was an anger factor in his heart clamoring, as if telling him to yell at Yue'er, be mean to Yue'er, because Yue'er actually wanted to leave him!
No, he gritted his teeth and shook his head.
No matter how uncomfortable he feels, he can't be cruel to Yue'er!
He suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and started practicing under the tree.
He shouldn't hurt Yue'er anymore. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he would rather hurt himself than hurt her.
When Mo Li saw the prince starting to practice swordplay again, he immediately became very nervous, fearing that he would get sick again.
Chu Xuanchen practiced his sword very hard, almost masochistically. With just a few whirring sounds, all the leaves on the tree were cut off and fell all over the ground.
Look at him again, dancing his sword in the moonlight, like a flying silver dragon. Dressed elegantly in white, he looks like a banished immortal descended from the earth.
But his eyes were red and cold, as cold as the glaciers under the abyss, which made Moli worried.
He was afraid that the prince would do something to hurt the princess again. The princess had such a stubborn character, and if the prince did this again, she would really leave.
As Chu Xuanchen danced, he found that his heart felt much more relaxed and the hatred in his mind was much less.
It wasn't until he was tired from dancing and made himself forget all those hatreds that he stopped holding the sword.
"Moli, wait for me to take a bath." Chu Xuanchen said and walked to Xingchen Pavilion.
"What? Let your subordinates wait... wait for you to take a bath, my lord?" Moli became nervous and stuttered.
"I just asked you to order people to fetch water. Where did you think you were?" After Chu Xuanchen finished speaking, he had already walked away.
Moli breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly ordered someone to fetch water.
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In Feiyue Pavilion.
As soon as Yun Ruoyue sat down in the warm bathtub, she felt immediately filled with relief.
The tub was covered with flower petals. After soaking for a while, she felt her body warm up and the color of her lips gradually returned.
"Empress, are you feeling better?" Feng'er saw Yun Ruoyue's appearance and quickly asked with concern.
"I'm much better." Yun Ruoyue replied calmly.
"Mother," Feng'er said hesitantly, "when you ran out just now, we were so worried about you, and the prince was even more worried. As soon as he knew you were gone, he ran out to look for you without even taking an umbrella.
"
"Really? Doesn't he care about me at all?" Yun Ruoyue said in a cool tone.
If he really cared about her, he wouldn't treat her like that.
Seeing that the princess was still angry with the prince, Feng'er quickly said: "My dear, the prince loves you so much, how could he think so. When you left just now, I heard them say that the prince has been waiting for you at home all day."
"I know, he said it."
"Not only that, the prince also asked people to prepare hot pot, and he is waiting for you to come back and eat with him. After all, today is his birthday, and he always hopes that you can accompany him. He knows that you like to eat hot pot.
He had already asked someone to start preparations, but by noon, you didn't come back to accompany him, so he just took a few bites of food and then continued to wait for you."
"He prepared hot pot for me?" Yun Ruoyue was a little surprised.
Feng'er nodded quickly, "Yes, he wanted to celebrate your birthday with you, but when it got dark and you didn't come back, he felt very uncomfortable. When he heard you playing outside again, he only gave it to the little princesses.
I bought clothes and didn’t prepare a gift for him, and I didn’t even know that today was his birthday. He felt that he had waited hard for you all day, but you didn’t take him to heart, so he was angry.”