"Bani Tree, you won't have to send books in the future."
"Why?"
"I don't want to see it, nor can I see it so much."
"Yes, I think so too. I am not an old man in the study, so where can I read books every day? That's so boring. Miss Feng, instead of reading books, it's better to go out for a walk. Now many fruits in the garden are ripe and don't pick them again.
, it's going to break..."
If it were usual, Fangfei would naturally accept this proposal. However, at this moment, she had no thoughts at all. She stood by the window and was just staring blankly. After a while, Banyan Tree had put out the books and found something was wrong with her. She hurriedly asked: "Miss Feng, you are uncomfortable,
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She forced herself to smile and shook her head, saying, "Bani Tree, I want to rest early today, you can go out."
Banyan Tree had a lot of gossip, so she had to give up at this time.
It was late at night, and in the past, I could play chess with the prince, read books, or chat... Even if I did nothing, it would be a great pleasure for the two to stay together.
What about after that? How should I face her?
She looked at her warm pavilion and felt a little ridiculed. The imperial doctor shouldn't have lived in such a place.
That night, not only her, even the prince, was tossing and turning. She got used to having someone to accompany her, but now she suddenly became empty. The long night was long and she had a lot of trouble. Even the comfort of Taifu Gao would not have any effect.
He quietly got up in his clothes and walked out.
The palace maid who was serving hurriedly asked him to call him. In the middle of the night, the prince was sick, so how could he leave?
He hurriedly stopped their ostentatiousness and lowered his voice: "I'll just walk here, don't panic."
The warmer pavilion and the Prince's Bedroom are connected. There is a long walkway in the middle. You can get there after a turn. There are thick carpets and dense windows on it. As soon as the wind blows, the fireplace is created, which is very warm.
He stopped in front of the warmer door, and the lights inside were already turned off, silently.
He shouldn't have come here, and he shouldn't have stood in front of a girl's door late at night. However, he didn't know why he was so urgent. He knew that the marriage was a foregone conclusion, not only could he not suppress it, but he was even more eager.
When did it start to sprout? Was it when she was given an apple? Was it the first encounter in the temple? Or the heartbeat of the reunion?