Chapter 68

"Lord Wang, since it is a rule, you can't break it casually, you better go to Donghuayuan."

Liu Xiangyi smiled fascinatedly, like a ray of warm sunshine sprinkled on people's faces, comfortable and addictive.

"This King ......"

"I really want you to go, not the slightest bit of falsehood."

The rules of the royal family are not only rules, but also a manifestation of power, Zhuo Chenhao still has a long way to go from his wishes, at this juncture, anyone has to be appeased and taken into account, he can't help but go to Donghuayuan.

Liu Xiangyi saw Zhuo Chenhao's concerns, and since he had removed his inner defense, he accepted the fact that he could never be alone, in fact, sometimes looking at a scenery from a distance is more charming and beautiful than looking at it up close.

She personally pushed Zhuo Chenhao towards Gong Qianning, took the bag in Tian Luo's hand, hooked Han Yu'er's wrist lightly, and said, "Lord Wang, let's go, don't let the child wait." ”

After Liu Xiangyi finished speaking, she pulled Han Yu'er away, the curvature of Zhuo Chenhao's lips was light and elegant, and the smile ran through her eyes.

Some people, although they can't be by their side all the time, can give people warmth all the time, like a faint fragrance, quietly locked in their hearts, as for when they are locked, they don't know.

Seeing that the prince's affectionate eyes never left Liu Xiangyi, Gong Qianning's heart was like being torn apart by someone with a piece of meat, which hurt her heart.

She kept people, but she couldn't keep her heart, how sad it is to have different dreams in the same bed, and now the prince doesn't even bother to do it.

Early the next morning, Zhuo Chenhao got up very early, but even if it was earlier than Liu Xiangyi and Han Yuer, Gong Qianning had already prepared the meal.

Looking at a table full of his favorite dishes, Zhuo Chenhao felt sad, and there was a kind of shame and self-blame tossing back and forth in his heart, which made him uneasy.

"What's wrong, isn't it unappetizing? It's impossible......" Gong Qianning looked at Zhuo Chenhao, who was only standing but not sitting, and her heart was shocked, wouldn't she even change her appetite.

"No, no."

Zhuo Chenhao suddenly hugged Gong Qianning's back, watching her keep trying the food, his heart became even more uncomfortable, as if he had eaten something, swallowing or spitting it out.

"Lord ......"

Delicate and soft-spoken, the long-lost hug made Gong Qianning's whole heart excited, and felt his chest and warmth again, Gong Qianning felt so unreal.

"I'm sorry."

I'm sorry?

Gong Qianning turned around, her clear eyes were like a pool of lake water, and when she heard these three words, tears poured out like a broken embankment.

She looked at the prince in disbelief, and choked up: "Lord, the concubine is not wronged, the concubine knows that she is the princess, she can't be jealous and narrow-minded, she must be tolerant and generous,......"

"Okay, okay, this king knows, this king has never blamed you, but I want to thank you for making the palace so good."

"That's also the concubine's home......"

Smell the Fragrance Pavilion

Han Yuer was having breakfast with the little prince, the little guy was seven or eight months old, and his little face was extremely cute, making people want to touch it.

The nurse has added some easily digestible food to the little one, and the little one is especially able to eat, and when he sees the food, he dances and keeps scratching.

"Niangniang, what kind of cake is this from Concubine Yi, do you want to ......?"

"Throw away ......" "However, Concubine Yi said that this little prince can ......"

"Smack!"

"How many times do you want me to say it, throw it away!"

Han Yuer slapped the girl in the face, and the girl timidly cleaned up the scraps on the ground, and the spilled pastries exuded bursts of fragrance, refreshing and mouth-watering.

The aroma was disturbing, coupled with the cry of the little prince, Han Yuer was upset and drove everyone away, and rushed into the bedroom and wailed bitterly.

At this time, the little maid in the house begged to see him and handed a note to Ting'er.

Ting'er stood outside the dormitory and listened to the movement inside and didn't dare to enter, but she knew the importance of the note, so she had to whisper through the door: "Madam, there is something outside the house." ”

Outside the house?

The last time the little girl was gone, Han Yu'er had palpitations, and she suddenly stopped crying and took the note.

The note said that the little girl was sick, very serious.

Han Yu'er knew in her heart that it must be serious, if there was a way, her mother would not deliver the letter to the palace, so she wiped away her tears, hurriedly changed her clothes and pulled Ting'er out of the door.

Outside the door, a figure followed.

And it was unfortunate that Liu Xiangyi had breakfast and had nothing to do before leaving the little prince after running to Wenxiang Pavilion for a while, and gave him a small piece of bread.