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Just as he was about to leave, he spoke again. "Change the dirty bed that you step on and bring water to wash."

I actually saw it. My heart felt like a cold October wind, blowing everywhere and feeling cold all over.

I brought this upon myself. I was washing the beds in the Chong Court. He was doing this on purpose. I will wash all the gifts he gave me today.

I've only stepped twice, and this Seventh Prince is not a normal petty person.

He let out a sigh of relief. Luckily, he didn't punish me in any way.

I think that the Seventh Prince doesn't have many connections with people. While doing things here, I didn't see anyone come to see him, so I came to chat with him. The official in charge here expressionlessly told me that the Seventh Prince would be practicing his martial arts early in the morning, and then after a day, he would learn all sorts of things, all the way until night.

Sigh, the imperial prince and princess are really pitiful. They were asked to be multi-talented.

An unfortunate person, it was no wonder that he would grow up to be like this.

Ai, I really want to. With a job like killing me and doing death, I won't be able to relax. Too much time will always make me think about Shangguan Yushi, he definitely won't have any freedom.

I looked up at the birds flying across the sky and felt so at ease that it would be nice if I could send a message.

Tell Shangguan Yushi that I believe him, tell him that I believe him, that time passes so hard, that unconsciously, I sigh more and more, and if it weren't for Jiao Jiao's good looks, I would think I was old enough.

I know him, but I don't know if he knows me, and if he knows me, don't rush, don't hurt yourself.

Time passed so slowly that I had nothing to eat at noon. I ran to the highest rock garden in the palace and looked in the direction of the capital city.

The fallen leaves flew all over the place and felt cold as they gripped the rocks with their fingers.

A palace maid came from the other side of the corridor and expressionlessly said, "Ni Chu Xue, you can't randomly climb the fake mountains here."

I turned and saw a pair of dark, wary eyes through the window at the edge of the porch.

I sighed inwardly and said meekly, "Yes."

She led me to the room with the small window.

The Seventh Prince was practicing calligraphy in the Immortal Crane Incense Furnace with its long beak and delicate fragrance.

A father-in-law saw me come in, pointed at the ink, and went out.

So it's for me to grind ink. I don't even know if I'm good at painting or not. It was still grinding ink.

His writing is very wild, someone said, a person's writing can represent a person's character, I did not think, cold and indifferent like the seventh prince, can also be so strong, a school of their own, a good calligraphy.

I was not in the mood to see his calligraphy, grinding ink, secretly sad.

It was quiet. No one said anything, as if a storm was brewing.

An eunuch entered and respectfully said, "Reporting to the Seventh Prince, Painter Lin pays his respects."

It is Lin Bei, my heart moved, he must be here for my matter ah? I looked at the Seventh Prince. He didn't change his expression, but continued to write his words. He didn't have the intention of seeing them.

I blinked at him. He gave me a cold look.

"Seventh Prince, have you not seen Painter Lin?" I was so afraid of the father-in-law that I would not see Lin Bei.

The eunuch then said softly, "I went back to the Painter Lin."

"Sigh, wait a moment." The Seventh Prince didn't say anything, but I did.

He looked at him pleadingly. "Seventh Prince, you've written a lot."

Without raising his head, he lightly said, "Let him in."

I smiled in satisfaction and quickly lowered my head. I saw the ink, the thick ink, and the faint fragrance. His cold gaze passed by me. I know, I'm restless again. Alright, what does he want to say? He, anyway, I'm not scared anymore. The more I scold, the thicker my face gets.

Lin Xin came in and saluted respectfully.

I stood behind the Seventh Prince and smiled at Lin Xin because he couldn't see me.

Lin Xin was startled, but he did not fall into a daze.

The Seventh Prince coldly said, "Why has Painter Lin come to see this prince?"

Seated on the armchair, he was truly filled with a domineering air.

Her thighs were crossed in an elegant manner, as if she were watching the people below from a high vantage point.

Well, why do I look at him that way, and I don't care how he sits? I have no objections even if he likes to lie on his stomach? What I want to know is what kind of news Lin Xin brought me.

I don't know about what happened in the palace right now, and the maids in the seventh prince's palace don't like to gossip, so he naturally wouldn't tell me.

"This official has a map of the mountains and seas for Seventh Prince. In these past few days, this official has been sent to the Yellow Mountain to draw a picture and use Emperor He's birthday to come two days later." He spoke very politely.

It wasn't wrong to say this. He was just trying to curry favor with them. Who would dare not to curry favor with these princes who put on airs?

Seventh Prince still had an expressionless face. "You're welcome."

"Seventh Prince accepting it is this official's honor." Lin Xin lifted his good-looking face and looked at me.

I wanted to say something, but I did not have the right to. The Seventh Prince was not Shangguan Yu, and would not allow me to do as I pleased.

He felt extremely helpless in his heart. If this were the case, it would be equivalent to not seeing him at all.

The Seventh Prince waved his hand. "You may leave. This prince appreciates your good intentions."

How merciless. He left just like that? I was desperate.

Lin Si said unhurriedly: "Thank you, Seventh Prince, this official's painting of the Yellow Mountain, the Cloud Sea, the Hundred Years Pine, is the best scenery to the side of the mountain." As he spoke, he stole a glance at me.

I thought, What does he say? He chuckled lightly.

The Seventh Prince's sharp eyes were like daggers as he scanned Lin Xin's face and said with a frown: "Painter Lin, you talk too much. If you have nothing to do, you can leave."

"Yes, Seventh Prince." Laughing softly, Lin Xin bent down and, when he turned around, looked at me again. His eyes were full of worry and concern.

Seventh Prince coldly looked at me and I withdrew my expression. I secretly swallowed my saliva and let him see my smile again.

He looked at the painting and I said softly, "Reporting to the Seventh Prince, this servant is anxious."

A palace maid couldn't say such a thing in front of her master. This was a serious crime, but there was no one here, so I didn't want to tell him, I just directly walked out of the palace, seeking my own demise.

If he wanted to be punished, so be it. If a person had three urges, it would not be good if he didn't take care of it.

There was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, and if I hadn't been so close to him, I would have barely noticed the slight curve of his lips. Is he laughing at me? It must be.

I blushed a little, and he probably thought Lin Bei had gone too far and waved his hand.

I let out a breath of relief and hurried out.

Of course, it was impossible to immediately go to the fake mountain, ask the palace maid, and then quickly run to the fake mountain after resolving the so-called "reason".

Just as I expected, at the fake mountain, it wasn't very obvious, and it wasn't a place that couldn't be found. I saw a small slip of paper. Lin Xin, Lin Xin, how can a careful and smart? I admire him so much.

He unfolded the slip of paper and saw the clear words written on it.

On the day of the Emperor's birthday, Big Liao would come to ask for a marriage, to ask for the princess' hand in marriage to him. On the day of the Emperor's birthday, Big Liao would come to ask for a marriage, to ask for the princess' hand in marriage to the emperor.

Just like that, a few short lines told me what was going on.

Shangguan Yu had indeed been placed under house arrest.

Such a Yan Dynasty, such coercion, the marriage proposal made by Great Liao was fake, and he took the opportunity to attack, it was most likely true.

I was so angry that I couldn't vent it out.

I'm heartbroken for Shangguan Bing, it's so hard to see him once.

Is Huangshan my last stop with him? No, I don't want to. He won't agree. No matter what, he won't agree to marry the princess. Otherwise, he won't be placed under house arrest, right?

I hate this palace. I kick at the rockery, but it hurts my feet.

He and I were like eggs hitting a stone, how can we do anything about it? Hold on to your second heart, but what about it? Can we get together? I don't know. I only know that he must be having a bad time.

Apart from my indignation, what else is there? Now, I hate him because I have fallen in love with him. On the other hand, if he wants to marry the princess, even if he is willing, I will just give up. Forget it, I am not a person who cannot let him go. Even he himself wasn't willing to be imprisoned. Would the princess be happy to have such a marriage? Wasn't it just the beginning of a tragedy?

"Have you kicked enough?" A cold voice sounded from behind him.

I didn't have to look back to know who it was. I was angry, too, and I looked at him boldly, unrelenting. He was part of the royal family, and I hated him.

"Give it to me." His face was dark, and he held out a hand.

He wanted the note in his hand, and I squeezed it, and I insisted, and he insisted.

Then he ruthlessly said, "Ni Chuxue, don't make me be rude to you."

That's right, he's the Seventh Prince! He was rude to me and had long since lost his modesty. Did my waist suffer from his bestowal for several days? However, if it really was hard, would I be able to snatch it away from him?

I gave him a sly smile and glared behind him. "Crown Prince."

As soon as he turned around, I stuffed the paper into my mouth, and he reacted instantly, pinching my chin with one hand. "Spit it out," he said, as if he were about to split me in two.

I stared at him with wide, angry eyes.

He pushed, and so did I, and I swallowed hard and saw his face darken.

I felt a little smug, actually open my mouth to laugh at him, a kind of revenge pleasure rose in my heart.

"Honestly speaking, I was afraid that he would hit me with this expression of his. He did not do so. Instead, he turned me upside down and shook my body vigorously." Spit it out for me. "

I don't, I don't. I grit my teeth, my stomach churning with pain from the fall.

I struggled to hold on to what? With one careless move, his head had slammed heavily into that fake mountain. That heavy sound made his brain go numb. There was no pain, no feeling. Am I going to die? Something, like water, was running down my head.