How many times can a sincere heart withstand torture?
Not to mention the prince himself, Qiqiao just listened and felt sorry for him.
Ordinary people also know what giving up means. They would rather pick up their broken self-esteem than be stepped on by others.
What's more, he is the arrogant Prince Li?
Qiqiao couldn't believe that someone could be so stupid.
Being rejected and hurt over and over again, yet still not regretting it.
I wonder who in the world can be so infatuated?
"You will definitely regret it."
Seeing that Ninth Princess was just standing there, motionless, with no expression on her face, Qiqiao knew that she would not chase her out.
Letting that man who is so outstanding that every woman in the world wants him be miserable alone.
Finally, put away all love and desire in despair!
If she doesn't regret it, she can even lose her life to her!
The Ninth Princess will definitely regret it!
"What do you know?" Chu Qingge's eyes finally regained their focus.
Seeing the mess all over the place, she sat down on the bed with some hesitation.
"I don't understand, but one thing I know very well is that you are simply a wooden person who doesn't understand feelings or love!"
Qiqiao was angry for a moment and picked up the broken porcelain pieces with force.
Unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain and my fingers were cut.
Ouch! It hurts!
When she thought of the prince leaving, there was no life in those obsidian eyes, and her heart felt inexplicably painful.
It hurts more than the injury on my finger!
She couldn't see the beautiful man sad, she would be even more hurt than him.
It hurts to death.
"Stop picking it up and go find some medicinal materials for me."
Qingge walked to the corner, picked up the paper and pen, and casually wrote the names of some medicinal materials.
"Some medicinal materials are very rare and difficult to find, but you must find them all."
She stuffed the banknote and receipt into Qiqiao's hand.
"I know." Qiqiao put the things away, but still squatted down to clean up the broken ones.
Qingge said in a deep voice: "I'm very anxious. Don't accept it. I'll ask the maid to clean it up later. Go quickly."
"Are you in such a hurry?" No, wasn't this just about talking about love?
Why is it that in such a blink of an eye, we have to start getting down to business?
There's not even time to be sad.
Is this Ninth Princess a woman? She is so heartless and has no emotions at all?
"Go quickly, it's urgent!"
Who knows if Chu Qingge has a heart and lungs? Maybe, even she doesn't know.
After driving Qiqiao out, she did not summon the maid, but sat alone on the bed for most of an hour.
During this period, I don’t know what I was thinking, maybe my mind was just blank.
Until a slight sigh came from the door.
She raised her eyes and saw Mu Bai walking through the door in the tiny moonlight.
He rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the mess.
"There's no need to collect it. I'll let the little palace maid clean it up later." It was still the same sentence, but she just leaned on the wooden pillar at the head of the bed and looked at him quietly.
Mu Bai ignored it and continued to collect the things bit by bit, moved them outside, and threw them in the corner of the yard.
After going back and forth more than a dozen times and cleaning twice, the messy bedroom was finally tidied up.
It's just very strange. There is no table or chairs in the dormitory, it is completely empty.
There is only one bed left, a small table and a cupboard.
Inside the table and cabinet are all things that Chu Qingge uses daily.
"He actually... cares for you."
Mu Bai sighed silently: "He is reluctant to touch any of your things. Do you still want to say that he wants you just because he is unwilling to accept it?"
