Yin Luzhu came to the kitchen alone, grabbed some food, and then walked back with it.
Everyone seems to be having fun in the front hall tonight, but the silence in the Prince's courtyard is a little too quiet.
Yin Luzhu walked forward and suddenly heard a familiar voice at a corner.
"Ahem!"
Gu Tingyue covered her mouth and coughed lightly. Looking at the burning scarlet on the handkerchief, he put it away casually, his eyes flickering slightly.
Duan Feng's face was full of worry, and his hands were almost twisted.
"Your Majesty, please go back and rest first. Your body must not be overworked, otherwise..."
Duan Feng didn't finish his words, but Gu Tingyue understood what he meant.
He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, sighing lowly. The sigh was full of helplessness and melancholy.
He said: "Duan Feng, I should have inherited this throne and guided the southern border, instead of huddled in the palace like now. Even a snowstorm may kill me."
"My father obviously praised me."
His eyes looked away blankly, as if he was missing something.
"Gu Tingfang has always regarded these four vassal kings as a thorn in his flesh. Even though these four vassal kings are all his uncles, he has never stopped thinking about cutting down the vassal clan for a moment."
"My father was also worried about this every day, especially when Fu Qianhuai suggested to Gu Tingfang to reduce the vassalage."
"Duan Feng, you know that my father was so worried that he couldn't afford to fall ill. It was me who offered the plan to force Fu Qianhuai to die unjustly."
"At that time, I remember that my father was very happy, Duan Feng. I can't even remember how long it had been since my father was so kind to me."
Duan Feng stood beside him and looked at him quietly.
He knew that the prince had a lot of troubles and his life should not end like this.
"Your Majesty..."
Duan Feng wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.
In the corner, Yin Luzhu's expression changed from sympathy at the beginning to a coldness that was not visible at the moment.
Her hands clasped the tray so hard that she didn't even notice that her knuckles turned white.
There was a hint of coolness on her lips, but under the moonlight, her smile had a bewitching and uncanny quality.
It turns out that these dirty tricks were all thought up by such a sick man.
On the other hand, I underestimated him.
It's a shame that I sympathize with him so much...
"Ha!" Yin Luzhu snorted inaudibly. She hid the overwhelming hatred in her eyes and walked forward step by step with the food in her hand.
In the past, she felt that it was unfair to do this to Gu Tingyue.
Even though the King of Southern Xinjiang did bad things and supported his own troops, Gu Tingyue was innocent, but now he knew that the truth was so ridiculous.
Yin Luzhu came to the room and saw Ji Yanchen still lying on the table, sleeping soundly.
She put the food on the table, and with just a slight sound, Ji Yanchen sat up suddenly.
Their eyes met, and the vigilance in his eyes slowly dissipated.
"Eat something and then sleep."
Yin Luzhu pushed her face towards him.
Looking at the noodles in the bowl, Ji Yanchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Yin Luzhu in disbelief, "Did you cook it?"
"I saw it in the kitchen and it was still steaming. I didn't know who cooked it, so I brought it to me."
Ji Yanchen glanced at her suspiciously, feeling that this person was not very reliable.
So, he put the noodles to the tip of his nose, sniffed it gently, and then put it down again, "This noodle contains a drug that makes it difficult for women to get pregnant."