Although Lin Miaoyin also has her own little thoughts, at least she does a very good job on the surface. When you get along with her, you don't feel her calculations or scheming, and you just feel relaxed and comfortable.
Lin Miaoyin was also very sensible and well-behaved. As long as Jun Zechen didn't put down the book in his hand, she would keep playing the piano. They were all soothing tunes. The sound of the piano seemed to have magical powers that could help people relieve the fatigue of the day.
Lin Miaoyin's mother was not her father's legal wife, but a concubine who was promoted to a concubine.
Naturally, she also learned her mother's thoughtfulness towards her father.
A man is busy with his work during the day, so he should relax physically and mentally at night.
Even though the gentle and caring mother is not daddy's favorite, daddy can't live without mother the most.
Lin Miaoyin also wants to be such a woman. She does not expect the Crown Prince to love her deeply. As long as he likes her a little bit, does not feel bored, and even feels comfortable with her, it is enough.
Then she would have the confidence to continue living in the palace, and if she was lucky enough to give birth to a royal heir in the future, she would be satisfied with her life.
As she thought about it, Lin Miaoyin's smile became even sweeter.
Time seemed to stand still, passing slowly by minute by minute.
Jun Zechen finally closed the book in his hand, and the slight "click" sound was particularly clear in the silent room.
Almost at the same moment, Lin Miaoyin also stopped playing the piano, and the last note seemed to still echo in the air.
"Your Highness, are you ready to rest?"
Lin Miaoyin's voice was as soft as falling feathers, with a hint of careful inquiry.
Jun Zechen nodded slightly.
Then he walked towards the clothes rack. Seeing this, Lin Miaoyin hurriedly followed him in small steps, her movements seeming a little restrained.
She stretched out her hand and began to undress Jun Zechen properly.
But she had just played the piano for quite a long time, and her hands were shaking slightly uncontrollably as she took off her clothes, and her fingertips seemed a little stiff.
In addition, it was the first time she was so close to a man, and the warm breath hit her face. Her cheek was almost touching the prince's broad chest. Lin Miaoyin's blush quickly spread from her cheeks to her ears, and even her fair neck was stained with a layer of pink.
Lin Miaoyin had just taken off Jun Zechen's outer robe and hung it on the hanger.
Anshun walked in with a nervous mood.
"Your Highness."
When Lin Miaoyin saw An Shun coming in, her body suddenly stopped, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart. Her already tense nerves were even more tense at this moment.
Jun Zechen's expression was still as calm as water, without any ripples. "What's the matter?" His voice was majestic.
"The maid from Concubine Su's palace requests an audience."
Anshun's voice was trembling, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Last time, the concubine went to the Crown Princess's palace to snatch someone away. Today is the first day that His Highness favors a newcomer. Could it be that Concubine Su is going to snatch His Highness away again?
When Lin Miaoyin heard An Shun's words, her heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss and kept sinking.
This morning I witnessed Concubine Su's domineering and arrogant behavior towards the Crown Princess, but I didn't expect that it would be my turn tonight.
She lowered her head and bit her lips with her pearly teeth. Although her heart was full of anger and grievance, she dared not speak out.
I just prayed silently in my heart, hoping that His Highness would not condone Concubine Su's lawless and arrogant attitude.
Jun Zechen's face darkened instantly.
Yesterday he had a vague feeling that this woman would make a fuss about him favoring someone else, so he thought about comforting her, but he didn't expect that she would make a fuss today.
She better be in trouble! Otherwise, she won't let me off easily!
Jun Zechen was secretly angry.
"Let someone in."
When Lin Miaoyin heard His Highness's words, she felt as if she had suffered a heavy blow. She looked up suddenly, full of disbelief and panic.
She gritted her teeth and suppressed the fear in her heart.
If His Highness leaves Huamei Residence tonight, how will she face everyone in the Eastern Palace tomorrow?
Wouldn't everyone be sarcastic and mocking her?
Anshun brought the palace maid in. The palace maid kept her head down from beginning to end. She walked in tremblingly and bowed.
Then she timidly relayed Concubine Su's words: "Your Highness, I have a headache today and can't sleep. I want you to come and see me."
Headache?
Jun Zechen was confused for a moment, not knowing whether she really had a headache or was pretending.
Although she also sent people to Qiluan Palace to invite him last time, she was indeed very scared because of the thunder when he went there, so he stayed with her until she fell asleep before leaving.
Could it be that I really have a headache today?
Thinking of this, his brows furrowed even more tightly.
"Have you called the doctor?"
"The master felt it was too late and that he would be fine after a rest, so he didn't call a doctor." The maid's voice became more and more trembling.
“Nonsense!”
After saying that, Jun Zechen quickly walked to the clothes rack, grabbed the clothes, quickly put on the clothes, and walked out of Huameiju without looking back.
Lin Miaoyin stared blankly at His Highness's hurriedly departing back, her eyes empty, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
Then he could only murmur: "Your Highness..."
The voice was as light as fallen leaves in the wind, full of helplessness and loss.
Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left as soon as he said he would, Anshun still couldn't bear it and turned around to comfort Lin Liangyuan.
"Lin Liangyuan, Concubine Su has a headache. His Highness is just concerned. Don't take it to heart."
There was some sympathy and helplessness on Anshun's face.
Lin Miaoyin was not the kind of person who could not bear grievances, but at this moment tears were still rolling in her eyes, and she was trying hard not to let them fall.
"Thank you, Eunuch Anshun, for your comfort."
Her voice was noticeably choked.
Anshun sighed and felt in his heart: They are all poor women.
Then he hurriedly followed His Highness's footsteps and headed to Shuening Palace.
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