She is very quiet, as quiet as an orchid in the corner, and she is also very indifferent, as indifferent as the ice in winter.
Her whole body exudes a tranquil fragrance, which will confuse and attract those who approach her physically and mentally, until they fall into the abyss and cannot extricate themselves.
He also liked the taste and became addicted to it.
The prince felt an inexplicable heat slowly spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body. His head slowly moved towards her, and her breath slowly enveloped his senses.
The prince slowly raised his hand and was about to hold her head.
"alright."
However, when his lips were about to touch her cheek, she suddenly opened her mouth and took off his robe. He was startled, and before he could take back the emotion, she had already given him the brocade.
He took his robe and dried it himself.
She had no idea what was going on, and the prince couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He was wearing a brocade quilt and sitting in front of the stove, saying nothing, with a dull look on his face.
"Princess, Jiang Tang is here." After a while, Lu Rong's voice came from outside the door.
"Here we come." Su Yueming stood up, opened the door a little, brought in the ginger soup, put it in the prince's hand, and said -
"Your Highness, drink it. Your body will feel warm after drinking it. This robe is almost dry."
There was no reaction.
She paused and raised her head, only to see the prince's annoyed expression. It was as if he hadn't heard her talk about the ginger soup at all.
"What's wrong?" Su Yueming's heart trembled, and she put her hand on her forehead, and then on his forehead, "Is it very uncomfortable?"
"I..." A blush suddenly appeared on the prince's face.
Su Yueming said in shock, "Oops, it seems that you have been infected with the cold and your face is red. I'm afraid you have a fever. No, His Highness needs to return to the palace immediately to ask the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment."
"I..." The prince wanted to say something more, but Su Yueming had already called Feng Po in, put on the prince's robe again, urged him to drink the ginger soup, and then asked Feng Po to lead the prince back to the palace as soon as possible.
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"..." Seeing the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly closing, the prince opened his mouth and said, "This girl is so smart, but she is so stupid today. She can't understand my thoughts at all, and will turn me into a fool."
It exploded."
"Your Highness, it's time to get on the carriage." The guards had already prepared the carriage, and Mo Yu was waiting there. Feng Po opened the carriage curtain and asked the prince to get on the carriage.
The prince's gaze turned back from where Su Yueming's figure disappeared, and when he looked at Feng Po, his eyes became determined. He ordered in a deep voice, "Protect her."
"Yes." Feng Po accepted the order and went back.
The prince then got into the carriage, which quietly returned to the palace.
In Yuming Garden, Su Yueming looked at the place where the prince had been sitting just now and couldn't help but smile.
Lu Rong and Bi'er were particularly happy, Lu Rong said——
"What's there to be proud of, young lady? I see like this, even if she enters the palace, the prince won't even look at her. What the prince likes is our Princess Duorong."
Bi'er was still a little unwilling and said, "That's what I said, but I let her live again this time. I feel really aggrieved."
Su Yueming picked up the hot tea on the side and took a sip, saying meaningfully——
"Whether we can enter the palace or not, we have to decide tomorrow."
Lu Rong and Bi'er looked at each other. Neither of them understood what Su Yueming meant. The Queen Mother's decree had already been issued. How could she not be in the palace?