Before the prince entered Bingqing Garden, he heard a 'pop' sound, like a medicine bowl falling on the ground and making a screeching sound.

"I don't want to drink, please go out, let me be alone, okay?"

Yu Yang leaned back against the dresser, supporting his crumbling body, his face pale, and his voice full of pleading and despair.

Xiaoqiu and Xiaoyan glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads in unison, Yu Liangdi's current mental state, they couldn't rest assured that she was alone.

"Liangdi, even if you don't drink medicine, let's eat something......"

Xiaoqiu was anxious and didn't know what to do, her eyes were full of concern and worry, "If you go on like this, your body will really not be able to bear the ......"

If this was an ordinary boudoir woman, she might have fallen a long time ago, and it was also thanks to Yu Liangdi who was a person who practiced martial arts, and she could survive such a fatal sword, and even persevered until now in such a exhausted situation.

But no matter how strong the body is, it is also flesh and blood, where can it afford such a toss?

When the prince entered, he saw that the ground was in shambles, the medicine bowls were torn apart, the black medicinal juice was spilled all over the ground, and the food on the table was neatly laid out.

"Your Highness."

Xiaoqiu and Xiaoyan didn't hear the announcement outside, and the prince appeared so unexpectedly, they were so frightened that they hurriedly bowed.

Yu Yang heard the movement, raised his eyelashes that condensed into tears, and did not wait for his joy, only the heartbreak and pain that he saw with his own eyes today.

She lowered her eyes, hiding the shattered starlight from her eyes.

The prince's face was tense, staring at the mess on the ground for a long time, and said coldly, "You go down first, and come up with a bowl of medicine again." ”

"Yes."

Xiaoqiu and Xiaoyan were pardoned, so they hurriedly bowed and bowed and retired first.

When the two of them were left in the room, the prince looked at the woman who was standing beside the dresser and kept her head bowed and silent.

Because she kept her head down and didn't make any eye contact, he dared to look at her so unscrupulously.

She lost weight.

This was the prince's first feeling.

The clothes that fit before looked bigger, the body was thin, crumbling, and weak, and the small face that was originally the size of the palm was now sunken, and only the pointed chin could be seen.

The prince suddenly felt that his heart was being grabbed fiercely, and he couldn't breathe for no reason, and his heart was full of distress and only irrepressible anger remained, and he said without hesitation, "You don't drink medicine or eat, who are you going to die or live for?" ”

"Not for you anyway."

Yu Yang raised his head and sneered, "Your Highness won't care anyway, so what does it have to do with Your Highness whether I want to die or live?" ”

"You!"

The prince didn't expect her to block him with his previous words, and his depression lingered in his chest, neither up nor down, so he could only stare at her with a gloomy face.

Yu Yang looked away expressionlessly, turning a blind eye, his sharp chin revealing a stubborn and indifferent arc.

The atmosphere froze inexplicably, and no one spoke again.

At this moment, Xiao Yan walked in with a newly filled medicine bowl and bowed to the prince, "Your Highness." ”

The prince's face was tense, and he reached out to take it, "You go down." ”

"Yes."

Xiaoyan glanced at Yu Liangdi worriedly, and finally could only sigh silently, and bowed again.

The prince walked over with the medicine bowl, his tone was hard, but there was obviously no room for negotiation, "Drink the medicine." ”