"Miss Qing'er is there?" Qing'er was sitting in the courtyard drying flowers and tea, only to hear someone behind her shouting to herself, and turned her head to look, isn't this the prince's personal eunuch Su Shi, Xiaoshi, why did he come?

"It's me! I don't know what Grandpa Su is looking for me? ”

"Miss Qing'er, my prince said that Miss Qing'er owes my prince a punishment, so the prince asked me to declare Miss Qing'er to pay the punishment. Qing'er girl, please! ”

As he spoke, Father-in-law Su made a gesture of please.

This prince is really stingy.

It's really calculated.

How will he punish me?

For a moment, Qing'er felt overwhelmed.

What should come will always come, and you must always face it bravely.

Qing'er straightened up, even if she was punished, she had to straighten her waist, and she must not grovel to others.

Follow Father-in-law Su Shi to the Prince's Palace.

The prince was sitting at the table eating, with a very rich meal and wine in front of him.

Qing'er took a look, this prince is too extravagant.

"Slave and maid see the prince!"

The crown prince Li Qi tasted the wine and did not raise his head.

"Sit down, have a few drinks with the prince!"

"Prince, the slave and maid don't understand, don't you want the slave and maid to be punished?"

The prince glanced at Qing'er and smiled coldly, "My punishment for you is to sit down to have a meal with me and drink a few glasses of wine. Why, even you don't want to? ”

I thought I was here to be punished, but I didn't expect the punishment to be eating, thinking about the torture I thought of on the way I just came, this is also pie in the sky, a good choice.

Seeing that the prince is already a little drunk, it is better to be funny.

"Qing'er is a great honor to be given food by the prince!"

"Okay, sit down,"

The prince pulled Qing'er down with one hand and sat next to him.

He took a glass of wine in one hand and handed it to Qing'er, "Come, this glass of wine is for you, you drink!" ”

Qing'er took the drink and took a sip.

The prince looked at Qing'er, "These dishes are all made by me just called the imperial dining room, they are all hot dishes, you can eat whatever you like, don't be restrained!" ”

After speaking, he poured another glass of wine and handed it to Qing'er.

Qing'er hurriedly took the drink, and the moment she caught it, her hand was touched by the prince's hand and she hurriedly withdrew it.

A little drunk.

The prince was drunk and hazy.

"Qing'er, your hands are so cold, are they cold?"

The crown prince looked sideways at Qing'er, "Su Shi, bring me a blanket, just take the one that Persia just paid tribute, hurry!" ”

Su Shi hesitated for a moment, "Prince, aren't you going to give that blanket to ......?"

The prince's face turned gloomy, "If this prince asks you to take it, you can take it, it's useless to keep it, no one will care, no one will care about my mind." You go! Fetch it for Prince Ben! ”

"Yes!"

Father-in-law Su Shi left.

What did this prince ask Su Shi's father-in-law to do with the blanket.

I just heard the meaning of Su Shi's father-in-law, the Persian palace carpet seems to be very precious, and the prince intends to leave it to whom.

Think about who else can there be besides the future crown princess Guo Wan, the only thing the prince cares about is her.

But from the delicate relationship they have always had, it makes people see a little strange, as if one of them is intentional, and the other is indeed ruthless.

However, at this time, the prince asked Father-in-law Su Shi to take the blanket for something.

He just asked me "Is it cold?"

and it won't be...... Forget it, don't think about it, what does it have to do with me.

It is estimated that the prince himself is cold, so he needs a blanket to keep warm.

The wine in the prince's cup had been drunk, and Qing'er picked up the wine jug and filled it for him again.

Qing'er picked up a glass of wine and saluted the prince, "Prince, Qing'er toasts you!" ”

Qing'er micro taste, the prince drank it all.

It can be seen that in recent days, the prince has been in a bad mood, and his face has become much haggard.

It's hard for him, his legs have been difficult to recover, and he has to rely on crutches when he travels.

But such a noble man shall be insulted by this.

Thinking about it, Qing'er's heart became sad.

Father-in-law Su Shi held a beige blanket in his arms, hurriedly walked over, and handed it to the prince.

The blanket was soft in color and very precious, worthy of the Persian tribute.

The prince took the blanket and opened it gently.

Qing'er picked up the flask and poured a full glass of wine for the prince.

The moment she put down the flask, Qing'er felt like she was wrapped in something fluffy and soft.

Prince, how is he?

The prince actually put such a precious blanket on Qing'er.

Father-in-law Su Shi on the side was also dumbfounded.

She's just a slave, and the prince is so concerned.

Qing'er hurriedly picked up the blanket and handed it to the prince, "Prince, the slave is just a slave, how can the prince be so ......?"

The prince stretched out his palm and refused, picked it up with his hand, and covered Qing'er's body again.

Qing'er looked at the prince's actions and felt at a loss for a while.

Don’t know whether to wind a watch or bark at the moon.

"Prince, how can this be?"

"Prince Ben asked you to cover it, you covered it, it's cold, don't freeze. Although you are here to be punished, you are still with me, and in this empty hall, how can I let you frostbite. Otherwise, who will accompany Prince Ben to drink. ”

After speaking, the prince picked up the wine glass and finished it.

"That slave Qing'er thanked the prince!"

The prince's floating eyes looked at the cold and empty hall.

His gaze was so sad and helpless, as if carrying all the pain and shame.

And this is the prince of the Tang Dynasty, the prince who is high in the eyes of the world.

In the eyes of the world, he is the pride of the sky, rich in the envy of the world.

But at this time, he was so lonely and lonely.

"Qing'er, you know what? I don't like hunting at all. I don't know why I went hunting, why? But, you know what? Because I am the crown prince, I must go; Because I am the crown prince, I must catch more prey than others. Who made me the crown prince? Do you know, father, the ministers are watching? ”

The prince's face was full of sorrow, as if he was immersed in endless pain.

"Aren't the princes and the soldiers all hunting for fun? Those who hunt more will be rewarded more. Why is the prince unwilling? ”

Qing'er didn't quite understand the prince's mind for a while.

I don't know why he refused to hunt, and he still looked very repulsed.

"Those fawns are so innocent, they died innocently just because they liked the soldiers. You know, when an arrow hits them, it's like a sword piercing my heart, and in an instant, blood flows. I don't understand why I don't let them go, I have to kill them before I give up. How cruel. And I had to shoot it with one arrow, and I had no choice! No other way! What's so good about this prince? Why does the world say that the prince is good? ”

The prince grabbed a glass of wine and drank it down.

I never thought that this prince would have such a heavy tragic plot.

Qing'er couldn't help but look at the prince a few more times.

"Qing'er, pour it, I still want to drink!"

"Prince, you've already drunk a lot, drink less!"

The prince was stunned, "Do you dare to disobey this prince?" Pour it on! ”

Qing'er poured him another full cup.

For his domineering requirements, Qing'er doesn't want to be disobedient, who made him the prince.

The prince took a sip of wine, his eyes were blank, "I am like a wounded deer, so helpless, so sad, how I wish they could let me go, but the sharp and cold arrows are still shooting at my body one after another, blood is flowing, blood is flowing, I have nowhere to hide." I was standing there, so obvious, there wasn't even a tree around, there were hunters everywhere. I wanted to hide, there was nowhere to hide, and the arrows rained down on them. No pity, no sympathy. ”

Looking at the appearance of the prince, Qing'er's heart felt a little more compassionate.

It turned out that he was also living so painfully that he couldn't compare to an ordinary person.

In the palace, intrigues.

And he is the crown prince, and he has become the target of conspiracy to win profits.

All the eyes of the palace were on him, calculating him.

Even if you hide, there is nowhere to hide.

Perhaps this is the fate of a prince.

The prince lay on the table, almost asleep.

Qing'er poked her head over and patted him a few times.

"If the prince is sleepy, he can go to the couch and rest. Let Qing'er help the prince to rest, okay? ”

As soon as she touched the prince, Qing'er's hand was tightly grasped by the prince and she couldn't break free.

The prince said drunkly, "Why don't you come to see me?" Why, you haven't come to see me in a long time. You haven't visited me since I was hurt. You are not willing to give me even the slightest bit of love, and even the slightest sympathy is better than the indifference you have now. Wan'er, isn't it only him in your heart! Only him! You're hating me, you're hating me for making no more chance between the two of you, you're hating me...... Hate me ......"

The prince even shouted Guo Wan in his dream, which shows that he is also a very bitter lover.

However, the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

What a noble person, for the sake of the woman he loves, he is so humble.

He seems to be a high-ranking prince, but his love is persistent but it hurts to the bone, he meets love but is not necessarily the right person, how powerless he is in the face of his dedicated love.

What the prince said, Guo Wan only has him in her heart, who is this him.

What kind of man is he, who can impress Guo Wan, who is like a sinking fish and a goose, and does not hesitate to offend the prince lukewarmly; What kind of man can make the noble prince so humbly jealous?

Seeing that the prince had fallen asleep drunk, he was snoring.

Qing'er signaled to Su Shi's father-in-law and asked him to help help the prince go to the couch to rest.

The two put the prince on the couch, and Su Gonggong was on the side.

Qing'er covered the futon for the prince.

Turning to leave, Qing'er only felt that her hand was grabbed fiercely.

Qing'er turned around, and the prince said in a dream, "Wan'er." Don't go, don't go......"

"What's wrong with him, prince?"

Later, there was a stern questioning voice from behind, and Qing'er turned back in surprise, it was the queen, when did she come, it was so quiet.

"Slave and maid see the queen mother!"

Qing'er saluted, but her hand was still tightly grasped by the prince and couldn't be loosened.

I don't know what the queen will think.

Qing'er felt scared.

The queen looked at it, but she didn't show any expression.

Still lukewarm, he asked, "What's wrong with the prince?" ”

"Back to the queen mother, the prince drank a few more glasses on a whim just now. And he fell asleep in a daze. ”

Qing'er was terrified.

"Is that so?"

The queen turned to look at Father-in-law Su Shi beside her, "Father-in-law Su"

Father-in-law Su Shi knelt on the ground, "Back to the queen, things are indeed as Miss Qing'er said." ”

The queen stared at the crown prince's hand holding Qing'er's hand for a few moments, and looked at the Persian tribute blanket on Qing'er's body.

For a moment, I seemed to think of something.

Turning to look at Qing'er, "Since that's the case, then you can retreat!" ”

"Yes! Queen Mother! ”

Qing'er saluted, she was frightened just now, and instantly became infinitely happy.

Qing'er easily opened the prince's hand, put it under the futon, and gently covered him.

Qing'er got up and put the blanket on the chair next to her, turned around and retreated gently.

The queen sat on the edge of the prince's couch and gently covered the prince's bedding to prevent her children from freezing and hurting in this winter.

The corners of the queen's eyes suddenly turned red, her eyes were full of sadness, and her heart was turbulent, as if she was hiding a deep helpless self-blame.

"Emperor, the queen mother is sorry for you! But the queen mother is right! Do you know? The queen mother's hard work is all because of you, because of you! My son! ”