Could it be that the emperor wants to harm himself? Chu Jun shook his head, if the emperor wanted to die by himself, he could say it directly, and he couldn't be poisoned, not to mention that everything he had done before was enough to kill him a hundred times.

Su Xueyao is dead, except for Qiu Zirui, Chu Junxi can't think of a second person, she heard her secret, she was afraid that the matter would be leaked, so she killed people.

A woman with a heart like a femme fatale, as long as she stands in her way, she will get rid of it without mercy.

Qiu Zirui seemed to be planning to starve Chu Junxi to death, and what was sent every day was poisonous food, not even soup, there was nothing to eat, Chu Junxi had to be hungry every day, and he didn't even have the strength to walk for a few days, so he could only lie on the bed.

Chu Jun laughed at himself, isn't he a princess in his own house, and he can't starve to death in bed?

In a trance, someone picked himself up gently, and Chu Jun used all his strength to open his eyes, but he couldn't see who was coming. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel that the man was carefully holding herself in his arms, brushing the shredded hair from his cheeks for himself, and his movements were gentle, as if he were treating a rare treasure.

Chu Junxi's lips pursed, she wanted to speak, but she couldn't even say a word.

The warm and fragrant porridge was brought to his mouth, and Chu Jun opened his mouth with difficulty, swallowed the porridge, and then another spoonful until he drank the bowl of porridge.

After eating something and regaining some strength in his body, Chu Jun opened his eyes with difficulty, and the gold thread embroidered with a dragon pattern was indeed the emperor. Chu Junxi's heart warmed, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and the person who fed him so gently was actually the emperor.

"Why are you crying?" Yuan Yongyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her thumb, looking at her pale and bloodless face, if she hadn't come today, would she have died from a hunger strike? "Do you really hate me so much? So want to leave, would rather die than stay with me? ”

No, no, Chu Junxi shouted in her heart, she wanted to tell the emperor what she thought in her heart, but she couldn't even make a sound, she could only blink desperately, hoping that the emperor could understand what she meant.

Yuan Yongyan picked up the person in her arms, let her lean on her shoulder, and swore generally, "I won't let you leave." ”

Seeing such a sad expression on his face for the first time, Chu Junxi was more moved than shocked, helpless, she was weak and weak after not eating for days, she could only listen and couldn't make any response.

hugged the person tightly in her arms, as if she would not leave herself, and after a long time, Yuan Yongyan put the person down and carefully covered the thin quilt for her.

The sleeves seemed to be suppressed, Yuan Yongyan turned around and found that the person lying on the bed was grabbing his sleeve, and his eyes were like a clear lake, looking at him movingly.

"I'll come back tomorrow." Yuan Yongyan put her hand back on the thin quilt.

Xinyueju, which has been ignored for a long time, suddenly became lively, Chu Junxi lay on the bed and looked at the palace people walking around, cleaned Xinyueju up and down, and the newly bloomed lilies were placed on the table, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafted in the air. The courtyard was also thoroughly cleaned, and a few new pots of osmanthus flowers were put on the table, and the Xinyueju, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly became vibrant, like a sleeping beauty waking up, revealing her charm and enchantment.

On the second day of dinner, Yuan Yongyan came to Xinyueju according to her words, silently fed the porridge, and after the imperial doctor allowed Chu Junxi to eat some simple dishes, she asked the imperial dining room to make the dishes she liked to eat.

In this way, after four or five days, Chu Junxi's body recovered and he was already able to get out of bed and walk around, Yuan Yongyan came to Xinyueju for dinner as usual, and had dinner with Chu Junxi, but he never spoke, and from coming and going, as if he was doing things as if he was following orders.

Chu Jun didn't know what he was thinking, and he wanted to open his mouth several times but didn't know how to break the silence of the past few days, just looked at his back when he left, and didn't reluctantly turn around until he couldn't see it.

It was another day of dinner, and the two sat down to eat, and Chu Jun regretted that his body recovered, so the diet returned to normal people's meals. Yuan Yongyan had already eaten dinner, and Chu Junxi was still eating like a bird, eating the rice in the bowl little by little.

"Don't have an appetite?" Yuan Yongyan watched her eat more and more slowly, and couldn't help but say.