Lin Gunian slightly closed his clear eyes.
The lips are dark white.
"There's a world of difference between you and Your Highness. The Prince Consort enjoyed great power in the previous dynasty, and no one could match his splendour... Perhaps the Prince Consort is the one who deserves Your Highness' respect."
He coughed softly and continued.
"Ning Zhao is young, and I dare not let Her Royal Highness down. If I have offended you, I hope you will forgive me for the sake of our childhood friendship."
"You, what do you mean?"
The girl took a few steps back, looking at him in disbelief. "You knew... you knew, and yet you wanted to hurt me so much just for this ridiculous reason? Lin Gunian? You really are the most aloof and proud person in Jixue..."
My fingertips feel cold.
The girl hesitated, staring blankly at the crystal on her trembling fingertips.
"I'd rather you said you didn't love me."
"And you're telling me that you have feelings for me... but don't want to delay me for some reason? This is really... ridiculous!"
"Ning Zhao..."
His heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp thorn, and the pain was so severe that Lin Gunian couldn't breathe. The huge fear rising from his heart made him dare not look at the girl again.
In the vast snowy night.
A crimson embroidered cloak covered the white ground.
The darkness in front of Lin Gunian's eyes was replaced by blood-red.
He whimpered helplessly, "Ning Zhao!"
"Ning Zhao!"
"Where are you?!"
Amidst the roaring ferocious gale, Lin Gunian's voice became even more shrill, "Someone...someone! Shushu, Shushu, don't scare me..."
His knees slammed hard into the cold snow.
The pale hands, slender and delicate like a work of art, groped on the ground inch by inch.
Suddenly.
His fingertips trembled slightly.
Lin Gunian opened his stinging eyes in fear, and the white cloth slowly turned red with blood.
Changfeng and Cuiyu, who were guarding outside, only heard a mournful cry.
"not good!"
Changfeng held the dagger at his waist and rushed through the bamboo forest at lightning speed, "Sir..."
Changfeng's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Sir, your eyes are bleeding..."
Lin Gu Nian seemed not to hear.
The spoiled and arrogant eldest princess was like a withering rose, about to die in the white and dark snowy night.
Cui Yu finally ran over.
Seeing the scene in front of her, her eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and tears instantly burst out, "Your Highness!"
The lights are on in the long night.
The candlelight flickered.
Chu Yun frowned and stared at the stunning woman lying unconscious on the bed.
"What happened to her?"
How could Cuiyu dare to say that His Highness suddenly fell into a coma because of meeting Prime Minister Lin...
"Her Highness has been...not feeling well. Last night, it was my fault for not preparing an extra cloak, causing Her Highness to catch a cold..."
I don’t know whether Chu Yun believed it or not, “You can go down.”
Cuiyu hurriedly gave orders to the imperial hospital in the palace.
Chu Yun gently curled his fingertips.
He curled his lips and sneered, "You're so moved by seeing your old lover? What's the matter? Do you live for that Lin Gunian or what?"
Chu Yun just felt angry.
I'm so angry.
Is Lin Gunian a perfect person? Or is he made of gold?
He glanced at Pan Shu coldly, "I am the husband you share the bed with... At the very least, those three or five servants in the mansion are closer to you than Lin Gunian. Ning Zhao is really a fool. He can't even tell the difference between close and distant relationships... Hmm?"
"What did you say……"
Chu Yun did not miss the flash of confusion in Pan Shu's eyes.
I have some thoughts in my mind.
"Your Highness has finally woken up. If Your Highness doesn't wake up, Chu Yun will have to die with Your Highness..."
Chu Yun said quietly.
The next second, his whole body froze completely.
The girl's white and soft arms suddenly wrapped around his neck, and her red lips whispered sweetly in his ear.
The tone was pitiful and aggrieved.
"Chu Yun... I really love you, why don't you believe me... I really love you so much, I really want to be with you..."
Chu Yun suspected that he had heard wrongly.
Isn’t this arrogant and spoiled princess deeply in love with Lin Gunian?
What trick is this?
“Your Highness…?”
In the dark night, Chu Yun inadvertently met the girl's loving and serious eyes.
He almost awkwardly avoided the girl's burning gaze.
At that moment, Chu Yun was thinking - is Lin Gunian a monk? How could he remain indifferent to such a look?
He doesn't know that he is actually a little jealous.
"Why are you pushing me away?" The girl's eyes instantly misted over, making people feel soft and pity. "I've already said that I don't like Lin Gunian at all. It's him who always pesters me... Chu Yun, if you misunderstand me again... I'll be angry!"
The girl snorted and turned her head away.
Chu Yun was stunned.
He frowned, "Who is the one you have always liked since you were a child?"
"Of course it's Chu Yun! Stupid!"
Pan Shu wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, even if I don't want to talk to you, my instinct still makes me reluctant to see you sad..."
That moment.
Chu Yun admitted that it was a feeling of being struck in the soul.
He was actually a little happy, Chu Yun thought.
After a while, the imperial physician Shen Wen came over with a medicine box. Shen Wen was about thirty years old and was from Chu Yun's side.
"My lord, Princess Ning Zhao has... this is probably a rare case of amnesia described in ancient medical texts. Perhaps... perhaps His Highness considers you his most beloved..."
The imperial physician looked at Chu Yun cautiously.
But a look of surprise and anger appeared on the face of this sinister young man.
"grown ups?"
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