"Don't worry, Your Highness. Someone has already gone to rescue him." The Crown Princess wrapped the prince in a cloak and said, "Go in quickly and bathe and change your clothes. Your health is most important."
The prince helped the man to stand up, looked at the river, and said nothing.
Tu Qingyu was indeed rescued quickly, but fell into a coma after being rescued.
The guards placed her on the deck and the prince wrapped her in a cloak.
"Her, her face--!" someone exclaimed.
Everyone thought that she was injured by something in the river, so they looked over and saw that the face was covered with messy powder flowing down her cheeks.
At this moment, the fair and delicate forehead has been revealed.
The prince squatted there, stretched out his hand with an unfathomable expression, and gently wiped Tu Qingyu's cheek with his fingers.
One wipe and your hands will be covered with powder.
"She looks like Miss Tu Qingyu. Oh my God, she, she is not that dark?" He San couldn't help but say.
No wonder His Highness noticed this person. It turns out that it is more than just plain porridge and side dishes?
Everyone stared at the face, curious about what it would look like after the heavy makeup was washed off.
The prince looked at Tu Qingyu's face, wondering what he was thinking. He quickly stood up and said, "Return to the palace!"
When Tu Qingyu woke up again, what he saw was the light yellow bed curtains and a comfortable and warm fur quilt under him.
She knew very well that she was now in the prince's bedroom.
Her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were empty, full of confusion.
"woke up?"
A deep male voice came from above her head, and she came back to her senses as if startled. Her beautiful eyes were still a little moist and wet, which made people feel soft-hearted.
"Your Highness, cough, cough, cough..." She struggled to sit up, and just after saying a few words, she couldn't help coughing violently.
The prince reached out to pat her back, trying to calm her down, but she shuddered as soon as he touched her back.
"Your Highness!" Tu Qingyu moved back a little, thinking he was unnoticeable. He suppressed the urge to cough and tried to struggle to get up.
"This servant pays homage to His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince. May His Royal Highness live a thousand years..."
But the prince didn't let her get up at all. He held her down and said in a deep voice, "Don't move!"
She was stunned there, and soon seemed to have just realized the environment she was in, "Where is this... ahem..."
"This is my bedroom."
He said it very calmly, but the person on the bed's pupils contracted in an instant.
She struggled to get up again, "How can this be? This slave deserves death..."
"I told you not to move!" the prince shouted.
Tu Qingyu stood there in a daze, and tears quickly filled his eyes.
The man saw her eyes were slightly red, and his heart softened when he thought of how she struggled to rescue him.
He slowed down his tone and said, "Since you saved me, I will naturally treat you well. When you recover, I will ask for your permission to confer the title of Chenghui upon you."
"No!" The words of rejection came out of his mouth.
Noticing the man's face suddenly becoming ugly, Tu Qingyu lowered her head in fear, "Your Highness, Your Highness, don't worry about me. Saving Your Highness is what I, as a maid in the Eastern Palace, should do. Besides, ahem... Besides, Your Highness treats me well, and I should repay you..."
She lowered her head, and the man could only see her beautiful profile.
The thick makeup was washed off her face, leaving it as delicate and white as a peeled egg.
Because he was trying to stifle a cough, his originally pale cheeks were stained with red.
It suddenly occurred to him that this was not the first time the other party had rejected him.
Last time, he just said it as a joke, but it made the other person's face turn pale.
Yes, if she really wanted to get into his bed, why would she put on so much makeup on her face? With her looks, there are probably not many men in this world who can resist her.
She was very grateful for the fact that he had given her a new place to live, and it seemed that saving him was also a way to repay this insignificant favor.
On the one hand, he was a little pissed off at being rejected.
On the other hand, he felt that she was different from the other women, and her grateful attitude pleased him very much.
As expected, she was a woman who could attract his attention even with her face covered.
Jiang Jingchuan stretched out his hand and forcibly lifted her chin. He stared at her with his deep eyes and spoke in a voice that was bewitchingly gentle.
"You saved the prince of a country. My life is not worth that much. Tell me what you want. I will satisfy you."
Of course it's impossible. He won't give the other person a choice. Such a person is destined to stay by his side for the rest of his life!
Tu Qingyu seemed to be bewitched and opened her mouth softly, "If possible, I hope Your Highness will allow me to leave the palace. Your Highness's kindness, I will remember it in my heart..."
She really wanted to leave the palace.
Jiang Jingchuan released his hand that was clamped on her chin, stood up, and looked down at the woman in front of him.
His hands were behind his back, and his fingertips still felt the delicate touch of the woman's face.
He couldn't understand how any woman could not love the splendor of the palace.
"Rest well first, get well, and then tell me what you want."
After saying that, he turned and left, not wanting to see those disappointed eyes at all.
"Your Highness..."
She had just said two words when the door of the bedroom was closed.
After a while, several palace maids came in one after another, some bringing medicine and some bringing food.
"Miss, eat something first, and then drink the medicine." The leading nanny said gently.
Tu Qingyu looked at these people and whispered, "I want to be alone."
"Then the servants will go out first. Miss, remember to eat and take medicine later."
The nanny was very polite. After all, this person was the one who saved His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and had such a beautiful appearance.
She has always been good at judging people, and this person will definitely achieve great things in the future.
Tu Qingyu was surprised at how obedient the nanny was. After everyone left, he collapsed on the bed like a boneless person.
"Acting is so tiring."
"Young Master is amazing! I've already sensed the prince's mood swings." Dabao floated above Tu Qingyu, praising him profusely. "I knew you were the most exceptional rabbit fairy in the world. Acting is a piece of cake for you. I've never seen anyone more amazing than you."
"Okay, okay, stop floating around. You're making me dizzy."
“Okay!”
The small ball of light descended and rubbed against Tu Qingyu's neck.
"Just my young master, is it really okay for you to reject the prince like this?"
"It's okay. Humans have a saying called playing hard to get. The more you can't get, the more you care about it. Don't worry, I know my limits. What's mine will be mine."
At night, in the study of the East Palace.
On the prince's desk was a record of Tu Qingyu's movements in the three years since he entered the palace, as well as the situation at Tu Qingyu's home outside the palace and a booklet that Tu Qingyu brought into his new residence like a treasure.
That is Tu Qingyu's "diary".
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