Chapter 272
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Didn't Yun Ruoyue like freedom?
She would have Princess Royal deal with her.
Waking up early every day to greet someone wasn't a good job. She would use Princess Royal to torture Yun Ruoyue.
So what if she was the princess consort?
She would still be bullied by Princess Royal.
Princess Royal thought about it and found it to be true. She immediately nodded and said: "Yes, Yun Ruoyue's personality is too arrogant. Since this princess can't control her, then this princess will set a rule for her. This princess will temporarily stay in the prince's residence until imperial younger brother's injuries are healed. During this time, she must come to greet this princess. No matter if it's windy or raining, cold or hot, she must come."
"I will inform older sister." Nangong Rou's lips curled into a proud smile.
"Also, this princess feels that it's too lonely for everyone to eat separately every night. This princess doesn't care about breakfast or lunch. You can eat in your own small courtyard, but for dinner, everyone should eat together. In the past, this princess would eat with the Empress Dowager every night. This princess felt that it was very warm. When we eat together at night, it feels more like a family. "Princess Royal said.
Princess Royal truly longed for familial affection.
Her and Chu Xuanchen's parents died early, so the two of them were like orphans. No one loved them and they didn't feel like a family.
When she left the palace this time, she made up her mind. She must find a way to stay in The Emperor of Li's residence and never return to the imperial palace again.
She had enough of the restricted imperial palace. She yearned for freedom and was afraid of being restricted. She would rather stay in The Emperor of Li's residence and be an old lady than stay in the suffocating palace.
She was afraid of loneliness and loneliness. She hoped to be surrounded by many family members. Unfortunately, there was only her imperial younger brother.
Now that her imperial younger brother had married two wives, she naturally had to gather the two of them together and turn The Emperor of Li's residence into a warm home.
And she could be the boss of The Emperor of Li's residence.
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mark(“zhong“);
After Yun Ruoyue received the Icy Jade Dew Ointment, she did not apply it on Chu Xuanchen.
She had already given Chu Xuanchen the best medicine, so she didn't need this Yulu ointment.
Therefore, she put the ointment into the small cloth bag she carried on her back and returned to the Crimson Moon Pavilion. She did not go to see Chu Xuanchen.
Since Nangong Rou said that she wanted to serve Chu Xuanchen, she would give her the opportunity. She would not visit Chu Xuanchen for the time being.
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Prince Xian Mansion
In the quaint backyard, a noble man wearing a white robe embroidered with auspicious clouds was sitting on a chair made of pear wood.
The man was tall and slender, with snow-white skin, red lips, picturesque features, and limpid eyes. He was holding a white chess piece and playing chess with her.
His every movement exuded a strong aura of the Wei and Jin dynasties, making him appear feminine and noble, cold and elegant.
"Your Highness, the Icy Jade Dew Ointment has been sent to The Emperor of Li's residence." At this time, the steward Li Qing walked in with cupped hands and bowed to Prince Xian, Chu Liuyun.
"En, did you give it to The Emperor of Li?" After Prince Xian put down the white chess piece, he picked up a black chess piece. His movements were cold and intoxicating.
"This old servant gave the ointment to The Princess of Li. This old servant believes that she will give it to The Emperor of Li. With this ointment, The Emperor of Li's injuries will definitely get better as soon as possible. Your Highness is truly benevolent. No matter who it is, you are always so good to them." The steward sighed when he spoke up to here.
He looked at the slightly bulging abdomen under the prince's loose robes with a very sad expression.
The prince could ask for the most expensive medicine from Master Qing Yun, but he couldn't ask for it for himself.
Seeing the sadness in the steward's eyes, Prince Xian's eyes flashed with a trace of inferiority. He unnaturally pulled his robes together, wanting to cover his abdomen with his clothes and not let anyone see his embarrassing side.
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