Lan Linxue has locked herself in her room for three days and refuses to see anyone.
Qin Kou'er sent Jun Yannuo to check, but even the frost flower at the door had a clear sign that strangers should not enter.
Qin Kou'er felt a little empty inside. Although there was still no news from Lan Xiuyuan, she was surprised to find that she didn't really care.
On the contrary, Lan Linxue was like a persistent ghost, constantly appearing in her mind, making her think of him and long for him.
Although Qin Kou'er appeared to be no different from usual, only Jun Yannuo, who was always by her side, knew that Qin Kou'er was troubled; her body was there, but her heart was elsewhere.
Jun Yannuo was somewhat heartbroken; Kou'er had indeed fallen for him after all.
Whatever her initial thoughts were, Lan Linxue had become a heavier burden in her heart than anything else.
After handling some routine matters, Qin Kou'er rubbed her head wearily and asked softly, "Is there still no movement from the Crown Prince's side?"
"No!"
After Jun Yannuo finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Kou'er, pondered for a long time, and then pretended to be nonchalant before saying, "I heard that the Crown Prince has not eaten or drunk anything for three days. He threw out everything that was sent in!"
Qin Kou'er's hand, which was touching her hair, froze. She lowered her head, trying not to show that she cared too much. When she looked up again, she was still calm and composed.
"Okay! I understand! Go ahead, keep a close eye on Lan Xiuyuan. Also, don't let your guard down with Jiang Ming!"
"yes!"
Jun Yannuo bowed and nodded, then turned and walked out.
Looking at the cold food in front of Qin Kou'er, Jun Yannuo felt a bitter taste in his mouth and gently closed the door.
Qin Kou'er slowly stood up, walked into the inner room, gently pushed open the door, and went inside.
The soft, pearly sheen gently falls upon each painting.
Qin Kou'er looked through the pictures one by one, and they were all of Lan Linxue's appearance. Some were frowning and smiling, some were radiant, some were eerie and bewitching, and some were silent. In short, every detail of him was vividly depicted.
Walking to the desk, Qin Kou'er picked up her pen, which contained her latest work from the past three days.
The painting no longer depicts Lan Linxue alone, but rather shows her sleeping soundly on his back.
Qin Kou'er put her heart into her brushstrokes and her emotions into the colors; to anyone who looked at it, it was a masterpiece.
Only Qin Kou'er herself knew that this was her heart, the man who gave her warmth and support in the storm of her first love.
After finishing the last stroke, Qin Kou'er stared blankly at the ink painting of misty rain.
What is Lan Linxue doing now? Is she also quietly experiencing the bone-deep pain? Is she also gently stroking her name on his chest?
Finally, Qin Kou'er couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her hand down on the pen holder; she couldn't endure this endless cold war and torment any longer. She couldn't destroy the beauty she had just found in her heart.
Stepping out from behind, Qin Kou'er didn't rush to find Lan Linxue. Instead, she went to her small kitchen, dismissed everyone, and began kneading dough with running water, personally preparing soup with her bare hands.
Soon, plates of exquisite dishes were placed on the table.
Having done everything properly, Qin Kou'er nodded in satisfaction.
Back inside, after fixing her hair and changing her clothes, Qin Kou'er looked at herself in the mirror and felt quite satisfied before slowly carrying the food box towards Lan Linxue's courtyard.
The guards, seeing that it was Qin Kou'er, dared not let her pass easily and quickly went to report to Shuanghua.
These past few days, Shuanghua has been feeling incredibly depressed because of Lan Linxue's low mood.
Lan Linxue not only refused to eat, but anyone who entered the room was thrown out and no one was allowed to approach. Shuanghua was caught in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward. He thought that if Lan Linxue continued to torment him like this, he would take matters into his own hands and force-feed him food.
At this moment, seeing Qin Kou'er standing at the door with a smile, looking beautiful, and then thinking about the person inside who was practically dead, Shuanghua's cold face became even uglier.
What are you doing here?
Qin Kou'er smiled slightly as she saw Shuanghua's hostile expression and disdainful glare.
"Please inform the lord!"
"I can't report this!" Shuanghua's voice was stiff as she looked down at Qin Kou'er. "Let me tell you, if anything really happens to the Crown Prince, even if your entire Qin Tian Pavilion is buried with him, it still won't be enough!"
Qin Kou'er looked at the frost flowers, not frightened at all, and said in a calm and beautiful voice, "Don't you think the Crown Prince has a heart ailment? Of course, a heart ailment needs a heart remedy! Now let me in, and none of us will be alright. Most importantly, Lan Linxue will come back to life. Otherwise, even if we all die in the end, it will be useless, won't it?"
Shuanghua said that Qin Kou'er was a monster who had become a demon. Just look at the few words she said. Not a single one of them was spoken without taking someone's life out of it, so he didn't even have the heart to refuse.
Looking back at Lan Linxue's tightly closed door, Shuanghua frowned and said softly, "Are you sure he'll eat if you go in?"
Qin Kou'er nodded and raised the pastry box in her hand. "If he doesn't eat, I won't come out, okay?"
Shuanghua lowered her head and thought for a moment. At this moment, it was probably only this woman who could restore Lan Linxue to normal, even though she was the one who caused this trouble.
"Alright! You can go in!" Frostflower said, stepping aside slightly. "But don't blame me for not telling you, the Crown Prince is in a rage right now. If you accidentally get killed by him, don't blame anyone else!"
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