Long Jingchen clenched his fists as he looked at the bedroom with the lights on.
He still doesn't know what made Sang Jiang angry, which made him somewhat angry as well.
As a king, he had been pampered and adored since childhood. When had anyone ever dared to treat him like this? Sang Jiang's repeated rejections had already made him very unhappy.
Yang Qi felt the low temperature and tried his best to minimize his presence.
After a long while, Long Jingchen finally released his fist and said coldly, "Prepare the carriage for Changchun Palace."
"Yes." Yang Qi hurriedly walked ahead, trembling, to lead the way for Long Jingchen.
Listening to the conversation outside, Sang Jiang felt as if her heart had fallen into an ice cellar.
Kou'er and Chunhe also heard Long Jingchen's words, and only now did they understand why Sang Jiang had said those things.
The two exchanged a glance and then silently shut their mouths.
Sang Jiang relaxed only after hearing the footsteps of the group leaving.
Her entire body went limp.
It took her a long time to slowly get up, walk to the bedside, and lie down fully clothed. She always liked to sleep naked, but today she didn't even have the strength to take off her clothes.
Lying in bed, looking at the palace's furnishings, she felt colder and colder, and increasingly wanted to escape.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she put on her cloak and went out into the courtyard.
Chunhe blinked at her with a slight surprise: "Princess, why are you up so early?"
Sang Jiang pursed her lips: "It's alright, go and lure Nian Shihua over."
Chunhe nodded at her: "Okay, I'll go right away."
Hearing the commotion, Kou'er hurriedly came out. She glanced at Sang Jiang and pouted, "Miss, did you stay up all night again?"
Sang Jiang narrowed her eyes and said, "Go and invite Consort Sang here."
Kou'er gave Sang Jiang a disapproving look before reluctantly turning and walking outside.
Sang Jiang has been like this lately, and looking at her haggard face makes her heart ache.
She really wanted to tell Long Jingchen the reason so he could persuade Sang Jiang, but she held back when she thought about what Long Jingchen had done last night.
Looking at the dark sky, Sang Jiang couldn't help but sneeze.
She rubbed her nose, turned around, and walked back.
I don't know why she's suddenly become much weaker lately. She's always been in good health, but lately she's been feeling very tired.
Soon Kou'er brought Sang Ruo in.
Sang Jiang frowned as she looked at the dark circles under her eyes: "Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you?"
Sang Jiang shook her head: "It's nothing."
She glanced at the room full of palace servants and said softly, "You may all leave now."
The palace servants responded and withdrew.
Sang Jiang looked at Sang Ruo, who was holding a cup of hot water, and said softly, "I've called Nian Shilan over. You can try to persuade him later."
Sang Ruo remained silent, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. She looked at Sang Jiang for a long while before clenching her fists and asking, "Jiang Jiang, are you really sure?"
"Yes." Sang Jiang nodded firmly: "I've thought it through."
She might have hesitated a bit before yesterday, but now she has no hesitation at all. She must leave. To her, the palace now feels like a cage, and she simply can't stand the oppressive atmosphere anymore.
She used to dislike Long Jingchen; the palace was a place for her to lie around and be a couch potato. But now she no longer has that mindset.
So this is what it feels like to like someone...
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