Chapter 727 Why did she have to endure such a great injustice in the end?
Gu Qingchen's body stiffened for a moment, but he did not dodge.
She slowly put down the bow in her hand, turned her head, and looked at his calm profile with burning eyes.
On the training ground, the only sound was the rustling of flags in the wind.
"You did it, didn't you?"
Qian Zhenyun withdrew his hand, picked up the bowl of mung bean soup as if nothing had happened, and handed it to her. "The soup is almost cold, drink it."
He tried to get away with it.
Gu Qingchen didn't answer. He just stared at him and asked again, word by word, "You were the one who spread those rumors about the Yongding Palace."
This is not a question, it's a statement.
"Qian Gun Gun, don't play dumb with me." She took a step forward. "From the Crown Prince's visit, the advice you gave my father, to the birthday banquet at the Duke of Ying's Mansion, the whole city was pointing the finger at the Yongding Palace. How could such a coincidence happen?"
Qian Zhenyun looked at her eyes that seemed to see through everything and knew that he could no longer pretend.
He avoided her gaze, lowered his eyelids, and looked at the light and shadow in front of his toes. His voice was very soft. "I just can't bear to see you being wronged."
A simple sentence can move people's hearts more than any fancy words.
Gu Qingchen always thought that he was as strong as a fortress, invulnerable to swords and guns, and did not need anyone's protection.
The love of her parents is the backing for her to be fearless, and the power of the Duke's Mansion is the confidence for her to act recklessly.
But this time, facing those secret calculations and court games, she felt powerless for the first time.
The prince forced her to apologize, and Qian Zhenyun came up with a solution that would satisfy both parties.
When she was humiliated at the birthday party, he used even more bloodless means to quietly and calmly get her revenge.
This "Qian Gun Gun" who usually follows her around and is ordered around by her and looks a bit gentle and honest, actually supports her in a place where she can't see.
He did not act like a "hero saving a beautiful woman" to seek credit and reward like Lin Jiayou did, nor did he use the so-called "overall situation" to force her like Zhao Chenan did.
He just silently resolved all her crises in his own way.
Gu Qingchen's heart felt like it was being gently grasped by a warm hand, making it feel sour and swollen.
Her heart, which had become hard and cold because of Lin Jiayou and Zhao Chenan, was completely melted at this moment.
She sniffed, her eyes feeling a little hot.
After a long while, she finally took the bowl of mung bean soup from his hand and drank it all in one gulp. The sweet and cool taste went straight from her throat to her heart.
With a thud, she placed the empty bowl back on the stone table.
"Qian Zhenyun," she looked at him. For the first time, she didn't call him "Qian Gungun," and her expression was more serious than ever before. "Thank you."
Qian Zhenyun suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the surprise turned into a smile that could not be concealed.
He scratched his head, feeling somewhat helpless. His usual alertness was gone, and he returned to his silly self.
"You...why are you being so polite to me?"
Looking at his silly look, Gu Qingchen couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
The other side.
"Bang!"
A fine official kiln porcelain vase was thrown heavily to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"This is too much! This is too much!"
Princess Jiahe was so angry that her whole body was shaking and her chest was heaving violently.
She sent people to investigate, and found out that the rumors first came from those low-class taverns in the west of the city.
Who are they? Porters, clerks, street thugs!
Her dignified Yongding Palace was actually framed by these peasants, saying that they embezzled military funds and lived an extravagant life!
"Gu Qingchen! It must be her! That bitch!" Princess Jiahe gritted her teeth, her pretty face twisted into a ferocious look. "She thought she could do anything to me by finding some hooligans to talk nonsense outside?"
The personal maid knelt on the ground, picking up the broken pieces while carefully advising: "Princess, calm down. It's not worth getting yourself hurt by something like this."
"Calm down? How can I calm down?" Princess Jiahe kicked over the embroidered cushion beside her. "She kicked me into the lotus pond and nearly killed me. Now, it's our Yongding Palace that's at fault!"
She was going crazy when the little maid outside the door ran in quickly and reported in a low voice.
"Princess, the Crown Prince is here."
The anger in the room seemed to be drained away in an instant.
Princess Jiahe stopped all her movements.
She took a deep breath, wiped her face as quickly as possible, straightened her messy hair, and tugged at her collar.
When he raised his head again, his face was filled with a look of grievance and tears.
She lifted her skirt and walked out quickly, her voice soft and gentle: "Your Highness..."
Zhao Chenan has already walked into the yard.
He looked at Princess Jiahe's red eyes and asked gently, "What's wrong? Who made you angry again?"
Princess Jiahe shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
"No, no one messed with me. It's just...it's just that the words outside were too harsh."
Zhao Chenan helped her sit down on the stone bench in the yard and chatted casually about the weather.
When she calmed down a little, he changed the subject.
"Jiahe, let's end this matter here."
The smile on Princess Jiahe's face froze.
She stared at Zhao Chenan in a daze, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.
Zhao Chenan didn't look at her, but just picked up the tea served by the maid. His tone was calm, but he did not allow any objection.
"Your father has already been reprimanded by the Emperor, and the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has also given him a gift and a way out. If the situation continues, it will not benefit anyone."
Princess Jiahe's heart sank little by little.
She thought the prince was here to support her, but unexpectedly, he was here to make her admit defeat.
She pinched her palms tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, but she had to force a well-behaved smile on her face.
"...Okay, I'll listen to your Highness."
After Zhao Chen'an left, Princess Jiahe could no longer hold on. She rushed back to her room, threw herself on the bed, and cried bitterly while hugging her pillow.
Why!
Why did she suffer such a great injustice and still have to swallow her anger in the end!
The personal maid came forward and patted her back gently.
"Princess, please stop crying and take care of yourself."
She leaned close to Princess Jiahe's ear and lowered her voice very low.
"I did find out something. Gu Qingchen has been very close to a man recently and has been protecting him everywhere."
Jiahe stopped crying.
The maid continued, "Doesn't she want to be the Crown Princess? But before the wedding, rumors spread that she has bad character, is not self-disciplined, and is flirting with other men..."
"Do you think the royal family would still want a woman of such a bad reputation to be the Crown Princess?"
Jiahe suddenly raised his head, and a vicious flame burned in his red eyes.
"Who is it?"
The corners of the maid's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc.
"I heard his name is Lin Jiayou, the son of the fake princess in Prince Yong's mansion."
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