Three days later.
Last night, heavy snow fell all night long. The snow was white and everywhere you looked was filled with holiness.
At this time, all the palaces in the imperial palace were extremely bustling with activity. The servants in each palace were busy preparing items for their masters for the New Year so that they could dress them up and welcome the new year.
The birds that survived the night chirped on the branches, looked at the palace maids who occasionally took a break to chat, and also chatted with their companions.
But the East Palace is as quiet as the Cold Palace, and even the Cold Palace is more lively than this place.
As the crown prince, the future heir to the throne of Jingping, there was not even a pot of charcoal fire prepared by the servants in his room to ward off the cold. The imperial doctors who were on standby in the side room also left overnight.
By the time Jun Yan realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
"Come here, where have all you dogs gone?"
"I am the Crown Prince. Who gave you the courage to treat me so harshly while I was unconscious? Don't you want to live?"
"Hurry up and get in here!"
Jun Yan was woken up by the cold.
The moment he woke up, he saw the window that was not closed tightly, letting cold air into the room, and the charcoal basin on the ground that had long since turned into white ash but had no charcoal added.
He gritted his teeth, his heart burning with anger.
It seems that he had been lying on this bed for the past few days, giving these servants the illusion that he was easy to get along with, which made them so presumptuous.
Jun Yan started to pursue the responsibility without thinking. At this time, he had not noticed anything wrong. He just sat upright on the bed, prepared himself and waited for the door to be opened.
He had already thought about it and decided that he must establish his authority later.
Otherwise, these slaves will definitely dare to do it again next time.
One minute.
Two minutes.
…
Five minutes passed in a flash, and there was still no movement outside the house.
Jun Yan couldn't help but frown. He thought that since he had spoken, the people guarding the door should rush in and kneel down to apologize. However, he got nothing except the cold wind blowing mercilessly in his face.
It seems that the palace rules are too lenient towards them, which is why they have developed the habit of neglecting their master.
The quilt he was covered with was originally quite thick, but after the tossing and turning just now, the heat in the quilt quickly dissipated and it was now extremely cold.
"If you don't come in, don't blame me for sending you all away."
Jun Yan's voice was filled with anger, and as if he had thought of something, he shouted, "Mo Zhu!"
The person who would appear in the past did not show up. Jun Yan suddenly felt uneasy, thinking that Mo Zhu had not heard him, and shouted again:
"Mozhu?"
This time, no one responded.
Jun Yan realized something belatedly, and without caring about getting dressed or maintaining his dignity as a future emperor, he hurriedly tried to get out of bed.
But the quilt on his body suddenly went against him at this moment, entangled his feet, and caused him to fall to the ground, with a red mark instantly appearing on his forehead.
Jun Yan kicked the quilt away in annoyance, got up without thinking too much, ran to the door, and pulled it inside with both hands!
With a creaking sound, it was followed by a cold wind.
Jun Yan opened the door as he wished, but before he could smile, he saw the sword-wielding guards standing at the door.
They had stiff faces, wore iron armor, and had swords on their waists. They were not surprised at all that Jun Yan had woken up. They just stood there dutifully, not even looking at the crown prince.
"Who gave you the courage to..." Dare to ignore him.
Jun Yan still held onto a glimmer of hope and cleared his throat, but just as he tried to step out of the room:
“Swish——”
The sound of the sword being unsheathed startled Jun Yan. Before he could finish his words, he subconsciously frowned and shouted:
"How dare you! Who gave you the guts to draw your sword against me?!"
Jun Yan could never have imagined that he had stopped pretending and would see this scene when he woke up.
It was at this moment that the sword-wielding guards finally spoke up: "By the Emperor's order, we will be stationed at the Eastern Palace. Please cooperate, Prince."
Jun Yan was really confused now. Just when he was thinking about what his good father meant, he was stopped again:
"Your Highness, the Emperor has issued a ban. Without further decree, Your Highness is not allowed to leave this room. Please return to your room."
Their attitude seemed respectful, but they were just looking.
Jun Yan didn't expect that these people would dare to stop him again and again, and that his father would suddenly confine him and give such an order.
He did not doubt it. After all, if it were not for his father's order, these people would not dare to treat him like this.
What exactly happened last night?
Jun Yan took a few steps back, unable to believe it: "I don't believe it. I want to see my father. Please send someone to find my father. There must be a misunderstanding..."
Could it be that the truth was revealed?
Jun Yan's thoughts started to wander uncontrollably, and as luck would have it, he found the reason.
But the person guarding the door just closed it again, with no intention of dealing with him at all.
*
"What happened?"
"Why did the Emperor suddenly order the Eastern Palace to be sealed off overnight and dismiss all the imperial physicians? Isn't he worried about the Crown Prince's illness?"
"Shh!"
"You're crazy! This is not something we palace maids can discuss. Let's just do what the master has assigned us."
"The affairs of the Eastern Palace are not something we can talk about casually."
As she spoke, she looked at the guards guarding the gate of the East Palace from afar. She vaguely understood something in her heart, shook her head slightly, and sighed softly in her heart.
During the day yesterday, the Eastern Palace was extremely bustling with activity. Many palace maids were vying to work there, and the imperial physicians took turns guarding it, fearing that something might happen to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
I never thought that the wind direction would suddenly change after just one night.
This morning, before daybreak, a group of people gathered outside the walls of the East Palace, and the imperial doctors were all driven out.
If she remembered correctly, the imperial decree to appoint the crown prince had only been issued for half a month, right?
The scolded palace maid froze, lowered her eyes, and looked at the heavily guarded East Palace. Thinking of the palace maids who were dismissed from that courtyard, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
Given the status of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the Emperor's heart, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be able to overcome the danger.
At the very least, he is the Third Prince. If she approaches him at this time, wouldn't it be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
When the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. If she goes to show her courtesy at this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely remember her kindness, and she will also be able to gain a place in His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's heart.
The palace maid who had just scolded her, seeing the determined light in her eyes, immediately understood something. Adhering to the principle of letting go of the desire to help others and respecting the fate of others, she did not say much, but left in a hurry, unwilling to have anything to do with this person anymore.
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