Chapter 72: The little prince, sobbing, tries to appease his wife...

Chi Zhao deliberately didn't go to pick up the young prince, originally wanting to be alone and think about how to deal with the fickle young prince. Unexpectedly, the next day, the gatekeeper came to report.

"My lord, there is a man dressed in palace attire outside the door requesting an audience."

Chi Zhao immediately rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He knew without even thinking who it was.

They secretly ran away from the palace again.

What palace attire? More like eunuch robes.

She originally wanted to say angrily that she wouldn't see him and that he should go back and reflect on his actions, but when the words reached her lips, she instinctively felt that saying them would hurt him deeply, so she held back and didn't say them.

Finally, he could only grit his teeth and say helplessly, "Let him in, you don't need to worry about him."

In his previous life, the young prince frequently visited the Prime Minister's residence, so he knew the way like the back of his hand. Even if no one was watching him, he would appear in front of Chi Zhao in no time.

Her eyes were red and a little swollen; it seemed she had cried a lot yesterday.

Having known Yan Zhou for several worlds, the system often found him adorable. But seeing him like this now, it truly felt heartbroken and kept whispering to itself about how cruel its host was.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Yanzhou: !

He was about to question her about why she had gone back on her word and lied to him, but when he suddenly heard her cold tone and realized she was no longer as indulgent and affectionate as she had been yesterday, he suddenly couldn't speak. He felt extremely uneasy, and with a blink of her long eyelashes, another string of tears fell from her eyes. The tears of a beautiful woman were crystal clear and extremely beautiful.

Seeing him cry with his own eyes, Chi Zhao couldn't help but feel a little softened in the hardened part of her heart.

But she still forced herself not to speak to him, only giving him a cold glance.

She heard the young prince's hoarse voice, and he asked her cautiously, "Did I do something wrong?"

He couldn't figure out why Chi Zhao's attitude towards him had changed so drastically.

Everything was fine before.

Are you ignoring me? Do you hate me?

Thinking of this, the boy almost burst into tears again.

Her eyes were red like a little rabbit's, but she stood stubbornly in front of Chi Zhao, looking like she wouldn't leave until she got an answer.

Chi Zhao suddenly sneered, "Ha, what did I do wrong?"

"No, it's not your fault, it's my fault. Knowing that Your Highness already has someone you love, I shouldn't have approached you. I should have stayed far away from you!"

Lin Yanzhou suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking completely stunned.

Has she already fallen for someone?

Who, me?

Lin Yanzhou instinctively felt misunderstood and hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, the person I love is you, not someone else, how could you say that..."

Stay far away from me, no, no, no.

The young prince hurriedly took two steps closer, his little hand immediately grabbing Chi Zhao's sleeve. It was tugged at again, as if trying to pull the sleeve away, but he pulled hard and wouldn't let go no matter what.

Seeing that his beloved wasn't looking at him, he moved closer to her, his voice trembling with grievance, "It's true, I really only like you, I've always only liked you. People say I like Bai Wanruo, but that's all a lie! I've only liked you since I first met you."

"Fake? If it's fake, why were you holding her so affectionately and smiling at her? Now I don't know who's the fake one. But I, Chi Zhao, will never be anyone's backup plan, do you understand?"

Lin Yanzhou's pupils suddenly contracted. Those words entered his mind, and he couldn't understand for a moment when he had been with Bai Wanruo in this life. He had only met Bai Wanruo once!

After thinking for a while, something suddenly occurred to him. The boy's red lips trembled, and tears streamed down his face. He was almost sobbing uncontrollably. "You... is it you? You're back too, aren't you? You didn't abandon me, did you?"

Before Chi Zhao could speak, the little prince opposite her suddenly threw himself into her arms, wiping his sobbing tears all over her clothes. He scolded her in a hoarse voice, "How could you be so heartless! I just wanted to make you jealous. You're always so down and cold. I was afraid you didn't like me anymore. I wanted to know if you still liked me. I wanted to see if you would react to me even a little bit. How could you just leave like that? You really don't want me anymore! You're so cruel. Waaaaah, I hate you."

The little prince said he hated it, but he wouldn't let go of her hand, still holding her tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Chi Zhao took a deep breath. "If you hate me, let go and go back to your palace."

"No, I don't want to!"

She was abruptly rejected by the person in her arms, who then turned her back on her.

Lin Yanzhou held her in his arms, straightened up, and looked up to touch her face.

Chi Zhao tried to tilt her head back but couldn't escape, and could only helplessly have her face touched. Then she heard the person in her arms, who had just been hating her, now let out a heart-wrenching sob, her slightly red eyes misty, "Does it hurt? Those damned bandits, I killed them all, but I'm the one who deserved to die the most. If I hadn't done something wrong, you wouldn't have asked to leave the capital, and this wouldn't have happened..."

The moment the news reached him, he was filled with unbearable regret and wished he could have gone with her.

But he wanted to stay and avenge his beloved.

Why are these people so happy that his wife is dead?

Yes, the powerful prime minister is gone, and everything she owns will be divided up.

So the Empress was happy, the upright officials were happy, and even the corrupt officials were happy.

How could Lin Yanzhou watch someone else get everything that his beloved had?

Of course he was unwilling.

So he killed many people and ruled as regent as a man. From then on, the position of prime minister was no longer held in the Feng Dynasty.

Chi Zhao was the last prime minister of the Feng Dynasty.

"Why are you crying? I'm the one who should be crying."

Chi Zhao felt somewhat helpless seeing him constantly shedding tears.

The person in her arms was still sobbing softly. She leaned against her and whispered, "I'm so sad. I feel so sad when I think about how you got into trouble because of me. I want to cry, sob sob sob."

"She cried so ugly."

She blurted out a sentence out of her mouth.

system:! ! !

Wow, that's incredibly bold!

They actually said her husband's crying was ugly!

Lin Yanzhou looked up in disbelief, and after a moment, her expression became even more distraught. Her little nose turned red and she started to twitch. "I'm ugly, so you don't want me anymore?"

Chi Zhao was initially quite angry, but she couldn't resist her husband snuggling into her arms and bursting into tears. He then choked out a long string of words, and tears streamed down his face again. A vein throbbed on her forehead, but she managed to suppress her unhappiness.

"No, don't you know why I don't want you?"

Chi Zhao looked rather fierce.

Lin Yanzhou shrank back slightly in her arms, his teary eyes trembling.

He whispered against her chest, "I know I did something wrong. You can punish me, hit me, whatever you want, but you can't abandon me. I'm yours, you can't abandon me."

The boy nestled closer to her without making a sound, his watery eyes obediently lifting to reveal his snow-white, wet cheeks.

Chi Zhao was about to speak out indignantly, but then inexplicably stopped, becoming even angrier.

It's always the same. Whenever you make me angry, you try to appease me with your face. Ha, can't you come up with something new?

But Lin Yanzhou thought to himself, the tricks don't need to be new, as long as they work.

He silently raised his snow-white arm and climbed onto Chi Zhao's neck, his wide sleeves slowly sliding down his arm.

Chi Zhao:......

“I told you before, I don’t want a man who is fickle.”

Lin Yanzhou quickly shook her head, her long hair swaying behind her head, her fair and delicate face showing great sincerity. "I wasn't fickle, I only like you, and I'll never dare to do that kind of thing again. I already know I was wrong!"

He knew he was wrong and had been punished, and he was in unbearable pain.

The boy's eyes trembled slightly with tears.

"Does admitting wrongdoing mean I have to forgive you?"

Chi Zhao looked down at him.

Lin Yanzhou gradually froze, his whole body trembling. After a long while, he asked in a voice that also seemed to be trembling, "Then what do I have to do? What do I have to do for you to forgive me..."

That look of impending collapse broke my heart.

How could the host be so cruel!

Waaaaah, my poor male supporting character!

Despite his pitiful state, the system dared not say anything in defense of the male supporting character, lest it anger the host and be slapped away again.

We can only hope that the host will have a change of heart and stop treating Yanzhou this way.

However, today's host is extremely cold-blooded.

Her voice was also cold, and she only said, "I can forgive you when I'm not angry anymore."

But she didn't say when she would stop being angry.

Lin Yanzhou stared blankly up at her. After a moment, a tear rolled down his cheek, and then he suddenly lowered his head, covered his face, and sobbed uncontrollably.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it, sob sob sob."

Because he was so foolish, he pushed away his wife who once loved him. What should he do? What is he going to do...?

She cried again, even harder than before, and looked very pitiful.

This inevitably reminded Chi Zhao of the inkstone boat in the end times.

She took good care of him back then, and Yanzhou rarely cried. The worst he ever cried was in bed.

"Go back and cry if you want to."

She feigned indifference, but in reality, she didn't want to see that vulnerable, tearful face again.

The boy nestled in her arms quickly shook his head, saying he didn't want to go back.

His wife has already rejected him today. If he goes back, he might not even be allowed to enter the house tomorrow.

He was afraid.

Lin Yanzhou was so flustered that he didn't realize he had been lying in someone's arms the whole time.

She was angry and said hurtful things, but in reality, she didn't even try to push him away, letting him cry until her clothes were soaked.

Chi Zhao was sitting cross-legged reading scriptures, hoping to cultivate her mind and avoid being angered to death by Lin Yanzhou one day. Unexpectedly, Lin Yanzhou came over again, and instead of reading the scriptures, he just hugged her and cried.

She cried so much that her clothes were soaked.

The coolness almost seeped into my heart.

Afraid of being rejected by his sweetheart, the boy quickly wiped away his tears and dared not cry anymore, but he would still occasionally let out a sob.

They look so pitiful.

Outside the door, a servant suddenly knocked softly.

Chi Zhao looked up.

Lin Yanzhou was too preoccupied with her grief to care for anyone else, so she stayed close to Chi Zhao, never leaving her side.

The servant brought in a plate with some pastries on it and said respectfully, "Sir, I've brought some freshly made pastries from the kitchen for the young master."

The servants in the Prime Minister's residence naturally didn't know what was going on between the two. They only remembered that this man was allowed to get close to the Prime Minister, so they took extra care of him as well.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanzhou looked up in surprise and obediently gazed at his beloved.

"You...you had someone make this for me?" she whispered.

His eyes shone with joy.

Chi Zhao glanced down at him; his eyes were full of expectation. She then looked up and asked, "Who sent you to deliver the pastries?"

The servant lowered his head and answered obediently, "The steward said that the master has guests today and needs to be treated well, so he ordered me to bring over some pastries."

...

She lowered her head again, watching the person in her arms go from happy to depressed, and she felt uneasy about it.

This doesn't seem to be the result she wanted. So what does she want?

"Okay, put the pastries down, you can go now."

"yes."

The servants in the Prime Minister's residence were extremely well-trained; they dared not look around carelessly and immediately went to their posts upon receiving orders.

Lin Yanzhou knew that Chi Zhao didn't like having people serve her, but it didn't matter. If he married her, he would take care of her and arrange everything for her, from food and clothing to housing and transportation.

The couple's bright future was almost entirely in his imagination.

As long as his wife is willing to forgive him.

Sitting with someone you like, even if you were just crying and feeling really sad, you feel much better now that you've calmed down. Lin Yanzhou looked at the two plates of delicate pastries on the table, and his stomach suddenly growled.

Chi Zhao then raised his hand and pushed him a little, his tone revealing his speechlessness, "If you're hungry, then eat. Do you think I'd stop you from eating? The Prime Minister's residence isn't that poor."

"Yes, I know. You're the best to me. You wouldn't watch me go hungry."

Lin Yanzhou's eyes glistened with tears as he recalled the past and was deeply moved.

He brought the pastries over, still leaning against Chi Zhao, and whispered, "I want to eat them like this."

"How you eat is your business, you don't need to tell me."

She couldn't bear to push him away, so she could only feign indifference in her tone.

The other person gave a pitiful "oh," and their cheeks puffed out slightly as they ate the pastry, as if they were quite unhappy.