The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 137 What is Zhizhi?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took two tentative steps forward, and Nan Zhiyu pretended to be frightened and stepped back hastily.

“Zhizhi, don’t do this.” Wei Qingye watched her step back in a disorderly manner, worried that she would fall, and hurriedly spoke out to stop her, “Stop, I can’t get through.”

Nan Zhiyu looked at the Crown Prince's worried expression without feeling the slightest bit of emotion.

She knew very well that if those people really produced evidence of their crimes, what attitude His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would have, and she didn't even dare to imagine it.

"Your Highness keeps saying that you believe in me, so why didn't you say so clearly at the beginning? Instead, you let them question you and asked Chai to go back to Changle Palace to search?"

Wei Qingye was speechless for a moment when he saw Nan Zhiyu who was being rather aggressive.

He opened and closed his thin lips slightly, not knowing how to explain.

"Your Highness said before that he would give me exclusive favoritism, but everything became false after I met Ming Zhaoyi."

"So...what do I mean to you?"

Nan Zhiyu smiled miserably, tears dripping from her eyes. She turned around and staggered away.

What happened in Hexiang Garden had long been a topic of private discussion among the servants in the palace.

Li Zhaoyuan had just taken over the power of managing the six palaces, and she was humiliated by such a thing. The beloved Ming Zhaoyi had not seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for five days.

Xiang Heng handed the bowl of warm medicine to Ming Zhaoyi, and white mist rose up.

Ming Xiaoyan knelt in front of the couch and looked out the palace door, "Did His Highness send anyone here today?"

Xiang Heng held the medicine bowl meticulously, lowered his head and whispered: "Your Highness did not send anyone here today, but the imperial physician will still come to check your pulse and health as usual.

Master, you should drink this medicine while it is hot..."

Before Xiang Heng could finish her next words, Ming Zhaoyi waved her hand and knocked the medicine bowl in her hand to the ground.

She said angrily, "Your Highness has not been to Hexiang Garden for a long time. What's the point of me drinking these medicines?"

Anyway, she has been looking like a sickly ghost all her life, so it doesn’t make much difference to her whether she takes medicine or not.

Xiang Heng quickly knelt on the ground and comforted him softly, "Master, please take care of your health. His Highness may be too busy recently. He will definitely come to visit you when he has time."

Ming Zhaoyi snorted coldly, pinched her jaw with her fingers and asked: "Xiang Heng, are you treating me like a fool? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince clearly doesn't want to see me, otherwise, why would he not show up for such a long time?"

Xiang Heng frowned slightly, and felt a burning pain on the skin of his jaw, probably because his skin was scratched by his master's nails.

"Xiang Heng has never thought of this before. Please understand my master." Xiang Heng blinked and stared at Ming Zhaoyi in front of him. Her face was full of sickness, and she looked thinner than usual.

The originally sharp eyes, but only careful observation reveals the panic in them.

The pajamas she was wearing were still made of last year's snow satin, and there had been no news of this year's new fabrics and dresses yet.

The messy bun was barely fixed with an ordinary jade hairpin, and those dazzling hairpins and rings had long been put into a brocade box, as if they were disliked by their owner and could not be seen in public.

Ming Zhaoyi stared at her for a long time before gradually letting go of her hand.

"I believe in your loyalty to me, but that doesn't mean you can deceive me, so tell me the truth if there is anything else you want to say!"

Xiang Heng was like a dog that had just escaped from death, crawling on the ground and gasping for breath. After hearing Ming Zhaoyi's warning, she dared not hide anything anymore and told her about the quarrel between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Yue Liangyuan that day.

"I really underestimated her." Ming Zhaoyi clutched the quilt tightly, "If I had known this would happen, I should have..."

"Master, please don't talk nonsense." Xiang Heng said quickly: "Walls have ears, we must be on guard."

After what happened that day, His Royal Highness did not open his mouth to reprimand Ming Zhaoyi. "My Lord, since His Royal Highness has not opened his mouth, it means that you are still as important as ever in His Royal Highness' heart."

When Ming Zhaoyi heard Xiang Heng's words, she waved her hand and said, "Xiang Heng, don't you know that sometimes punishment is worse than no punishment?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince simply did not punish her openly, but this invisible punishment is the most torturous.

No news from the whole palace escapes the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but why is he unmoved? Because this is the punishment.

"What does the queen plan to do?" Xiang Heng felt distressed seeing Ming Zhaoyi like this, but he didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to order the palace maid waiting outside to bring another bowl of medicine.

"I am about to lose your Highness's protection. What else can I do? I must bow my head and go to Yue Liangyuan to beg for her forgiveness."

Ming Zhaoyi said this nonchalantly, but when she met her eyes that showed the exact opposite, Xiang Heng felt that her master coming to her house to apologize in a servile manner was tantamount to asking for her life.

From the looks of it, Yue Liangyuan and Ming Zhaoyi are really going to fight to the death.

"Master, Yue Liangyuan's rank is only level seven..."

Ming Zhaoyi stood up from the bed tremblingly, and said with a hint of ridicule on her face, "If it weren't for the dispute between Riyue Liangyuan and His Royal Highness, I'm afraid she would have become a noble concubine by now."

Xiang Heng couldn't help but be shocked. Yue Liangyuan had reached her current position in less than a year since entering the palace, which was enough to prove her status in the heart of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The maid outside brought a bowl of hot medicine, and Xiang Heng took it, "Master, you should take the medicine to heal your body first."

This time, Ming Zhaoyi did not refuse. She took the medicine bowl and drank it without frowning.

Xiang Heng quickly pushed over a plate of candied fruit, "Master, have some to relieve the bitter taste in your mouth."

Ming Zhaoyi held a candied fruit in her hand and looked at it again and again. "I heard that Yue Liangyuan of Changle Palace always uses special candied fruit after taking medicine. It is refreshing, sweet and not greasy."

Xiang Heng lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Ming Zhaoyi raised her eyes and glanced at her. "Has there been any unusual movement in Changle Palace these days? Has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince been there since that day?"

Xiang Heng thought about it and quickly shook his head: "No."

Ever since Yue Liangyuan returned to Changle Palace that day, she has never come out again.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince eagerly sent someone to deliver something, hoping to ease the relationship with Nan Zhiyu.

But Nan Zhiyu didn't give him any chance at all, and even ordered people to close the door of Changle Palace to prevent anyone else from entering.

I heard that the Crown Prince's expression has become increasingly grim in the past few days, and the servants serving him, including Chai Hui, have been scolded harshly.

Xiang Heng didn't dare tell Ming Zhaoyi all these things. After all, if the master knew that the Crown Prince doted on Yue Liangyuan so much, it would probably add to her troubles.

"There was nothing else important happening outside. Bai Liangyuan went to Chengqian Palace to ask for an audience with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but was kicked out."

Ming Zhaoyi paused while holding the comb. She stared at Xiang Heng behind her through the mirror. "This idiot always fails to accomplish anything, doesn't she think she is embarrassing enough?"

Going to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at this time would undoubtedly make things worse.

　My dear cuties, thank you for your voting support during the Spring Festival. I haven't given up on this pigeon spirit yet.

　　To be honest, I made a bold statement before going home, saying that I would update 10,000 chapters a day and save my drafts [that was because I didn’t see the reality clearly (*)]

　　After returning to the village, I found that I didn’t bring a charger, so my phone couldn’t be charged [my parents’ phone charger model doesn’t match mine, so it can’t be used (﹏)]

　　I have to go out to visit relatives, I am forced to work, I don’t get enough sleep at night, and I can’t make up for it during the day. To sum it up: Chinese New Year is more tiring than working overtime...*
　　There is one more chapter, Tangtang is updating [Today the house is finally quiet for a while (.)]

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