Then he got up and left.
They were three years apart in age. Zhao Zhiyan and Zhao Yunke practically grew up together. Before his death, Emperor Beiqi instructed him to protect Yunke well.
Yunke was gentle and unassuming, only seeking a peaceful place to live.
He has indeed grown up like this over the years.
But just now, a hint of ambition and displeasure towards me clearly flashed in Zhao Yunke's eyes.
Zhao Zhiyan remained in a daze for a long time.
Before they knew it, all the guests had left. A guard couldn't help but step forward and remind them, "Your Highness, everyone's gone. We should head back now."
He returned to the Eighth Prince's mansion in a daze.
As soon as he entered, Su Jing called him away: "Your Highness, the princess fainted today, and the imperial physician said that it is very likely that the princess will not be able to keep this pregnancy."
A gust of cold wind instantly brought Zhao Zhiyan back to his senses: "When did this happen?"
"Your Highness, this morning..."
"You bastard, why didn't you come to me sooner?"
Su Jing felt wronged. She sent many people to look for him, but they couldn't find him. Helpless, she could only wait at the door for news.
Who would have thought that they would return in the middle of the night?
Zhao Zhiyan walked towards Princess Lian'an's residence. The courtyard was brightly lit, as if it were daytime. Princess Lian'an lay on the couch, her face pale. When she saw him, she couldn't help but cry, "Brother Zhiyan..."
In the past, he might have felt sorry for him.
But today I don't know why I'm feeling inexplicably irritable, so I patiently said a few words to comfort her.
Princess Lian'an noticed that Zhao Zhiyan was in a bad mood today, so she wisely refrained from saying anything more and pretended to be drowsy.
Zhao Zhiyan left.
Whoosh!
Princess Lian'an opened her eyes: "Tell me everything that happened at the wedding banquet at the Prince Guangjia's mansion today, in detail."
Su Jing's body trembled involuntarily: "Yes, during the wedding ceremony today..."
Su Jing told him everything she had found out, especially the prince's loss of composure during the wedding ceremony. Everyone present noticed it, and many people tried to persuade him, but the Eighth Prince did not listen.
Princess Lian'an frowned deeply. Song Yue was already married, so why was he still losing his composure?
Could it be that Zhao Zhiyan has developed romantic feelings for Song Yue?
No, no, what's so great about that girl?
“The Prince was the last to leave the Guangjia Prince’s Mansion until all the guests had left.” Su Jing said, then quickly lowered her head.
Princess Lian'an was breathing heavily. She had been waiting from day to night, which was quite patient. This time, he even ignored her and left her hanging for the entire afternoon.
This is not a good sign.
She touched her abdomen, lost in thought.
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