Han Qingwan looked at the prince with a cold face, and couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

Is the talented person the prince or not? Is the crown prince deliberately not admitting it to blame the third prince, or is it ...... Is it really the third prince who just talked to her?

She took a few steps forward tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice, "Prince, everything the concubine said is true, and the concubine has no thoughts about the third prince."

Zhao Chen stared at her, and his voice seemed to be mixed with ice ballast, "The third prince refuses to ask you, your dedication is self-defeating."

Han Qingwan's face turned pale.

It wasn't the prince who was with her just now! That's the Three Princes!

With tears in her eyes, she looked up at the prince, "Prince, the concubine really thinks it's you, that voice is exactly the same!" The crown prince, the concubine is also a young lady who is raised in the Guogong Mansion, how could she do such a shameless thing?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at her coldly, turned around and left.

"Send her back to Los Angeles."

This sentence was said to Liang Zhong.

Han Qingwan was sent back to the princess's mansion.

Until dinner, she did not see the prince again.

The prince was willing to continue to let her live here, and he recognized the incident in front of everyone and protected her, indicating that the prince still had affection for her. This was her last hope.

She comforted herself so much that she ate her dinner absent-mindedly, tasting like chewing wax. These meals are probably not as good as the next people!

The spoon suddenly hit the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

Han Qingwan's face turned pale, and severe abdominal pain swept over, she bent over to cover her stomach and shouted with difficulty, "Someone is coming......

Liang Zhong came in from outside, looked at it from a distance, and was not in a hurry, Qing Ling Ling said, "Miss, I'm afraid that drinking will hurt my stomach."

Han Qingwan wanted to scold him angrily, shouldn't he have run to the imperial doctor at this time?

But now that Luo Yuan is in charge of Liang Zhong, she can only rely on him, and she doesn't dare to offend, she endures the pain and says, "Tired...... Ask the doctor to ......."

Liang Zhong said lightly, "Miss's current identity can't afford to be a doctor, and no doctor is willing to come. If you don't feel comfortable, bear with it, and after a while, you'll be fine."

Han Qingwan felt the great changes in Liang Zhong before and after, and knew that it was because of the incident in Changchun Garden today.

Not only has Liang Zhong changed, but the servant women who had flattered her before were also full of contempt, and the servant girls who served around her were gone. She wants to drink hot water, and she has to cook it herself.

One by one, you will regret it!

She pleaded, "Liang Changshi...... I want to see His Royal Highness the Prince."

Liang Zhong sneered, "Miss, let's be safe." You did such an ugly thing in front of everyone today, and the prince didn't have the ability to cover the sky with one hand, but he became the laughing stock of the whole Zhou! Dare to cuckold the crown prince, it is really a skill that has been passed down from generation to generation!"

After saying that, Liang Zhong picked up the curtain and went out.

Han Qingwan was desperate, and her body curled up into a shrimp and lay on the ground.

She was in pain until midnight, but no one cared.

It was too cold downstairs, and the charcoal basin was extinguished again, so she endured the pain, used all her strength, moved little by little, and climbed upstairs.

She climbed onto the bed, covered all the quilts, and curled up in a ball.

Will she just die?

I was in a daze until dawn, and her stomach didn't seem to hurt so much, so she made up for it.

But he didn't sleep long before he was woken up, and the mother-in-law who delivered the meal in the dining room had a hateful face, standing in front of the bed and mocking, "Alas, the heart is really big, the *** that has spread all over the capital, and the heart to sleep until three poles in the sun?"

Han Qingwan said coldly, "No matter how I am, I am also the prince's woman, and I am your master. If you commit any of the following crimes, you are not afraid that the prince will punish you?"

"Whew! Also the master? You can't even live in the Prince's Mansion, it's worse than a maid in the room, what kind of master are you?"

The mother-in-law scolded and went downstairs, "Hurry down and eat, we are still waiting to clean up!"

Han Qingwan got out of bed and sat down in front of the dresser to tidy up her makeup.

The woman's face in the mirror is yellow and shaped

Rong was haggard, but overnight, she felt that she had lost the green and moist of a girl, and she was ten years old in an instant.

The posture she relied on to survive was so fragile and passed away suddenly!

What if the prince comes today?

Seeing her like this, I'm afraid that even the last bit of nostalgia is gone!

She washed her face and tried her best to apply grease powder to her face, and the rouge she never disdained to use was also carefully applied to her face and lips. The face finally looks a lot better.

She picked and chose in the wardrobe again, changing into brightly colored dresses.

There was no one to help her comb her hair bun, so she could only barely pull the simplest one by herself, inserting a golden hairpin, which looked pitiful.

After finishing her makeup, she leaned on the handrail and went downstairs.

The breakfast was still crude, a plate of steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of pickles.

She was hungry and had to be fed. The pain in her abdomen all night exhausted all her strength, and the whole person was fluttering.

She has to eat before her complexion will get better and she will have a chance to turn over.

But halfway through eating, she began to have severe abdominal pain again.

She even vomited a mouthful of blood.

She finally understood at this point that the food had been poisoned.

She hissed with all her might, "Liang Changshi......

Didn't wait for anyone to arrive.

It wasn't until the lady in the dining room came in to clean up the dishes and chopsticks that she noticed her strangeness.

The mother-in-law glanced at her lightly, not half surprised, and mocked while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, "Miss still changed her tricks, it didn't work yesterday, why do you still use it today?" Spit blood, and the prince will soften his heart?"

Han Qingwan didn't care about any dignity, she cried and begged, "Mom, in the meal...... Poisonous, please help me go and report to the prince......

The mother-in-law snorted coldly, "Who has the leisure to poison you? Eating the prince's, wearing the prince's, and going out to steal men, a woman like you should be immersed in a pig cage! If you are poisoned, it will still be cheaper for you!"

The mother-in-law raised her feet and wanted to leave, but Han Qingwan took off the jade bracelet on her wrist and raised her hand, "Ask my mother to help me......

The mother-in-law accepted the bracelet and said, "Wait!"

Han Qingwan waited for more than an hour, and the door finally opened.

She lay on the ground, watching a pair of soap boots appear in front of her, and her heart sank. Although the boots are spotless and the material is decent, this is not the prince, and the prince's soap boots are embroidered with gold thread.

When she raised her head, she saw Liang Zhong looking at her condescendingly, with a cold face.

She said, "Liang Changshi...... Meals are poisonous...... Please let the prince come here!"

Liang Zhong said lightly, "Miss made this kind of bitter trick just to see the prince?"

"It's not...... If you don't believe it, check it, the food is ...... It's really poisonous!"

Liang Zhong said lightly, "I have already checked it just now, and there is no problem with the food. Miss, let's stop!"

With that, the man was gone.

Han Qingwan climbed out of the door and climbed all the way to the gate of the courtyard, she was going to find someone else and send a letter to the prince.

But the courtyard door was locked.

She curled up on the bone-chilling ground, her face hideous with pain, and she really felt despair.