In the courtyard, Qing'er basks in the sun while sorting out the tea leaves. So many days have passed, and King Guangling's condition is almost better, and his hanging heart can finally be put down.

"Miss Qing'er, our Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to come to Xuan'er Miss Qing'er to talk about it."

Qing'er followed the sound and looked up, just in time to meet Su Shi's father-in-law's smiling face.

I think it's been a long time since I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't know if he's okay?

Although the time of the prince's grounding has long passed, he has never seen the prince walk out of the East Palace.

It doesn't hurt to check it out.

With Su Shi's father-in-law, he walked all the way to the East Palace.

I don't know why, Qing'er suddenly wanted to see him, and even couldn't help but feel faint heartache when she thought of him, and even felt pity for what happened to him.

The crown prince was sitting cross-legged in the empty hall, playing Go alone.

The empty and cold hall was full of cold winds, gusts of cold wind blew, and the curtains around it rose and fell.

He stared at Qing'er for a while, and motioned for her to sit down and play chess with him.

Qing'er sat across from him and played Go with him.

Qing'er looked at him while playing Go.

He has lost weight, lost a lot of weight, and is no longer what he used to be, but what makes people even more distressed is his pale face, and the deeper eyes that are even more melancholy and godless.

He was always silent.

Qing'er tried to break the silence and talk to him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the slave knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes to eat hibiscus cakes, and the slave just made some this morning, and just now I specially brought some over, do you want to taste it at this time?"

The prince was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Suddenly, smiled.

"Qing'er, I didn't expect you to play chess better than fighting crickets, you really ran into an opponent. Lo and behold, take one more step and you win. ”

The prince did not anger Qing'er at all because he was about to lose, but felt very happy.

Qing'er looked fixedly, it turned out that what the prince said was true, and he was still one step away from winning.

I really didn't save face for the prince at all, and I won the first game.

Qing'er said with a smile: "The slave and maid thank the prince for being humble, it is the prince's intention to be humble, and the slave and maid will win by luck." ”

"Prince Ben thought you would only fight crickets, it seems that he really underestimated you."

The prince smiled and sighed as he watched the chess game.

"However, win good, win good ......"

For a while, Qing'er couldn't touch the Northeast in confusion, how could anyone lose and be so happy?

As the prince picked up the chess pieces, he said, "You know what? The prince plays chess with other minions, and every chess is won by the prince, which is not interesting at all. Sometimes, I obviously see that I am about to lose, but in the end, it is the prince who wins. Let's take Father-in-law Su Shi next to him. Originally, his chess skills were already top among the minions, but every time he played chess with me, he always deliberately lost to me, what do you mean by playing this kind of chess. ”

"The slave guessed that Father-in-law Su Shi may not have intentionally lost to the prince. It was originally won by the crown prince. ”

Qing'er said.

"Let's take the chess just now, at the beginning, Qing'er obviously felt that she was going to lose, I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince intended to give in, and the slave maid won so inexplicably. It's just a fluke that the slave can win. ”

"Prince Ben thinks you've won well!"

The prince sighed.

"You know what? Among all the minions, you are the only one who dares to win against Prince Ben, and the last time he fought crickets, Prince Ben had already seen it. Perhaps, I just like your temperament. You're not like the usual minions. Those minions always look humble and inferior in front of me, but they don't know that behind my back, they are despising the weakness and incompetence of my prince. What I hate most is their virtue. ”

There was an indescribable anger between the prince's eyebrows, as if this anger had been around for a long time, but it was just more resentful today.

For a while, Qing'er didn't know what to say.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not going to fight with some shallow minions, the slaves and maids only know that many of the slaves and maids know are praising the prince's benevolence and kindness, and those slaves and maids who have received the prince's favor are still praising the prince's goodness everywhere."

"Really? Do they really say that? ”

Suddenly, the prince was overjoyed and convinced of Qing'er's words.

"Yes!"

Qing'er nodded.

"When did the slave deceive His Royal Highness the Prince."

"That's good! That's it! ”

The prince rubbed his hands together over and over again, as if his heart was nervous.

Don't know why?

Qing'er suddenly felt that the prince had changed a lot.

In the past, he has always been calm and determined, and he has a degree of joy and anger; And now, for some reason, he has become so sensitive, suspicious, and even scheming with his minions.

Was it his leg disease that left a deep shadow on his heart?

Suddenly, the prince's face became unsightly, as if the sky that had been clear just now was covered with a thick layer of clouds, which was unpredictable.

"No, it won't! Now that I'm like this, I'm afraid they'll despise me even more and laugh at me! It must be like this! ”

The prince's eyes were sharp and terrifying.

He lay coldly beside the chessboard, motionless.

Qing'er doesn't know what to do, and she always feels that there will always be a burst of sourness in her heart from time to time.

He changed, that disaster, he changed, changed a lot.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Gang Qing'er walked all the way, passing by the East Palace, and found that the spring flowers in the East Palace are very beautiful, the yellow-orange-orange flower bones, and the yellow-orange-orange small flowers are very lively. Why don't you let the slave accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out to bask in the sun? ”

"Are they all open?"

A warm light appeared in the prince's sad eyes.

"I still remember that those flowers were planted by my own hands, why does it feel like a long time ago now, is the sun outside?"

"The sun is warm and pleasant!"

Qing'er replied.

The prince got up slowly and limped out.

He pushed away Father-in-law Su Shi, who came up to him and wanted to support him, in his opinion, it was a shame, a pain that he couldn't erase from the bottom of his heart.

That kind of pain has been branded in his heart, and no matter how much he erases, he can't erase it.

He had believed in the words of the Imperial Doctor countless times, believing that one day he would get better and be as normal as Zeng Jing.

But after countless long waits, and repeated hopes shattered, what else could he do.

He limped out, out of the dark hall, and into the sun.

Qing'er slowly followed behind him.

The sunlight outside the hall was very warm, but it made him feel a little dazzling, he stretched out his hand to block the sunlight, and then slowly removed his hand, and a smile bloomed on his face, "It's really open!" ”