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After a long while, Rong Yu's expression changed a little. His thin lips moved a little, and said: "The dinner you sent over, she wants to eat it?"

He seemed to want to ask something from it.

When the butler heard his question, he was stunned for a moment. Then, without hiding anything, he told him about what had happened in the prison.

"Princess said … You tried to poison her with your food. "

Speaking of which, the butler started to sweat profusely.

What the hell was this Princess's brain filled with? Did it really have to be so troublesome to take her life?

When Rong Yu heard it, he was stunned for a moment. Soon after, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a faint smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Seemingly having guessed that Chu Ci would react in such a way, Rong Yu was not angry, but he was silent for a moment, then waved his hand at the butler, "You may leave."

"Yes, Prince."

The butler did not guess what Rong Yu was thinking and left the Longyi Pavilion.

After the butler left, the smile in Rong Yu's eyes did not disappear.

"He knows how to talk back. This proves that he didn't hit too hard."

He muttered to himself, his fingertips once again tracing the strings of the zither. Suddenly, he thought about the melody that Chu Ci had played that day, and started it once again.

Chu Ci leaned into the prison, the cold and wet temperature seeped into her skin, causing her to have no choice but to curl up close to the corner of the wall.

Suddenly, a familiar sound entered her ears, causing Chu Ci, who was bored to death, to be shocked as her head stood straight up from the wall.

"Isn't that the melody of 'Laughing in the River'? Who's playing? "

She leaned against the wall and muttered to herself. Suddenly, she realized that this was the same song that was played by different people. It also had a different style and artistic conception.

She leaned against the wall and listened quietly. She actually couldn't bear to disturb this beautiful melody, just like that day when she leaned on the roof and listened to the heavy music that was played by Rong Yu.

"Wait?"

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and a brilliant light flashed through her eyes. "This song isn't being played by a trash of a man, is it?"

With this thought, he realized that the Prince Mansion must have a high level of attainments in the zither techniques to be able to produce such a concept.

In Prince Rong's Mansion, other than the scum man, there should be no one else.

Although it was the same tune, Chu Ci discovered that the trash of a man had played it much better than her. It was even better than the original melody.

If he was in her generation, he would have been able to instantly kill everyone in the entertainment circle, let alone his high face value. Even his zither skills would have made him one of the top figures in the Forbes world.

"Unfortunately, he's still a trash."

After listening for a long time, Chu Ci shrugged her shoulders.

After playing the zither, Rong Yu stood up and walked inside the house. Just as he walked to the door, he stopped once again.

He paused at the door for a moment, then he quickly lowered his eyes. A resolute, icy, cold look quickly flashed across his eyes before he disappeared into the depths of his eyes.

Pushing the door open, he walked into a large room. It was spacious and luxurious, but it was shrouded in a deadly silence.

Up until now, he had already gotten used to this kind of life, and never felt that there was anything wrong with this life. However, he didn't know when it started, but he started to realize what was missing in this room.

Especially today, when he was standing in the empty room and could only sense his aura, the loneliness and loneliness that lingered around him was actually this deep and intense.

He seemed to have gotten used to that woman's existence, as well as her unruly chatter beside him.

He was even used to treating her as a wife, so much so that when she pushed him over to another woman, he would explode with fury.

"Damn it!"

He slammed his fist on the table in front of him, slightly annoyed at the way he felt about that woman.

The next day.

Dazzling sunlight shone through the hole in the wall and into Chu Ci's eyes.

This feeling of discomfort caused her to furrow her brows, and her hands subconsciously shielded her face from the blinding light.

Gradually, she began to fully awaken, and her bones began to hurt as if they were falling apart.

She stretched her body as her gaze gradually adjusted to her surroundings. At the same time, she realized that she was currently deep in a prison cell.

"It hurts."

She pinched her shoulder, which was sore from sleep, and twisted her neck. Slowly, she stood up from the corner.

Although he had the help of the borneol, and the injuries on his buttocks were much better, but after just one night, when he barely stood up, his buttocks still hurt from the pulling.

"Aiyo, Rong Yu that kill a thousand knives, is there anyone that treats his wife like this?"

She covered her sore butt and started to curse Rong Yu again.

I wonder what that guy is trying to pull off. It's fine if he doesn't thank me for introducing so many women to him, but he actually hit me. Who knows how much effort I spent to get Ginkgo biloba to pick so many women with such a perfect appearance and body.

She leaned against a somewhat moldy wooden table by the wall and muttered with grievance and dissatisfaction.

In order not to let her poor little ass get hurt again, she had to stand as long as she could.

Anyway, staying in the prison wasn't a big deal. The books said that more activity would help to spread the blood vessels, so she should be more flexible so that her meridians would be more open.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I got it! "

"The scum guy must be trying to intimidate me so that he can warn me not to keep going against him. Otherwise, I won't be able to eat any good fruit!"

The depths of Chu Ci's eyes gradually brightened because she had thought that this might be the reason.

"That's right, that's definitely the case!"

Chu Ci knocked heavily on the table, and said with certainty.

In the next second, the look of disdain on his face intensified.

"The scumbag thinks trying to make me accept his fate just like that is simply wishful thinking. Isn't it just sitting in jail?" "Aunt will let you see. Even if I have to go to jail, I can still sit like a grocer."

On this day, it was rare for Rong Yu to wake up late. Usually by this time, he had already finished eating breakfast and was heading to the official yamen to take care of his daily affairs.

When he came out of Longyi Pavilion, the sun was already high in the sky.

In reality, he hadn't slept much that night. No matter whether he was lying down or sitting down, his mind couldn't get rid of that woman's injured appearance, as well as that stubborn expression that refused to admit defeat.