Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

"You have a good rest." After the voice fell, Yue Qinghe turned around and left his dormitory, heading towards the study.

Zhong Shui followed him, looking at his gloomy face, his heart skipped a beat.

The princess went to see Aoki, and His Highness went to see Aoki. When she came out, her face was so gloomy and scary. Was it Aoki who made His Highness angry?

wrong……

As slaves, if they were angry with their master and were killed with a knife, no one would dare to say anything.

So how could Aoki be angry with His Highness?

"Zhong Shui, please pass on the order. The Eighth Prince Consort Ling Yu colluded with Peng Wangyue Qinglan to plot a rebellion. The evidence is conclusive. The first officer of the Shangshu Mansion and others are imprisoned. As for Ling Yu who escaped, he is wanted throughout the country with a large sum of money."

When Zhong Shui was lost in thought, his master, who was walking in front of him, suddenly gave an order.

He was stunned for a moment and immediately responded, "Yes, I will take orders."

Then he took the token and went to work.

It seems that it is not Qingmu who is angry with His Highness, but Ling Yu...

Yue Qinghe stood there for a long time, his mind filled with what Aoki had just said.

He called the servants on the side and said, "It is said that Li Mo has passed through the East Palace."

The slave took the order and left.

……

Not long after Qingchen returned to Mingyue Palace and changed his clothes, he was sent a message by the servants of the East Palace.

He said that the emperor asked her to go to the East Palace to discuss important matters with her.

She had just returned to Mingyue Palace, and before she could sit down, she was suddenly summoned again.

Is this really what the emperor asked me to do?

Do you really have something to say to yourself?

But now it’s Haishi...

After hesitating for a moment, Qingchen asked Yue Ji to go to the East Palace with him.

She disappeared for several days, and Yueji and Xiangsi were extremely worried.

The palace has not been peaceful these days, there has been a palace upheaval, and people are already panicking. Yueji tightly grasps the corner of her master's clothes, for fear that the master will disappear again.

As for their master's whereabouts, they did not dare to ask.

Except for Yue Qinghe, Li Mo and others, Qingchen has been missing for the past few days.

The news was suppressed by Yue Qinghe, so no one in the palace knew about the ninth princess being kidnapped.

When Qingchen came to the back of the East Palace, Yue Ji was stopped, and she returned to the imperial brother's bedroom.

She didn't know why, so the slave got into the soup.

Just when she was confused, Yue Qinghe returned to the dormitory.

After watching him close the door to his bedroom, Qingchen stepped forward, his little face full of uneasiness, "Brother Huang sent me here so late just to give me a bowl of soup?"

Yue Qinghe grabbed her hand, looked at the cloth strap on her hand, and pulled her to sit down at the fringed brocade table.

"Can't I just talk to you for a while?"

"But this is inappropriate..." Qingchen looked at the soup on the table and had no appetite, "How can a princess often come to the East Palace to find her royal brother?"

And it’s still so late…

"This is your first time here." He said coolly.

"..." Qingchen pursed her lips. Wasn't she afraid that the affair between them would be discovered? That's why I didn't dare to come to him.

It can also be said to be a guilty conscience...

Yue Qinghe pushed the soup in front of her and said, "Drink it while it's hot."

She had already eaten on the way back to the palace from the mountain, and she didn't feel hungry yet.

But he specially asked someone to bring him to his bedroom just to drink this bowl of soup. Isn't it too strange?

She raised her eyebrows and asked him half-jokingly, "Brother Emperor, have you poisoned this soup?"

Yue Qinghe stared at her faintly, "Yes, I have poisoned this soup, will you drink it?"

"Drink." Qingchen picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

A strange light flashed across Yue Qinghe's eyes.

"If Brother Huang wants my life, is there any way I can survive?" Qingchen chuckled, a layer of mist floating in his eyes.

This is a fact, he is now a prince.

If one day, his father passes away, he will become the king of the Dongming Kingdom.

The king of this country wants your life, can you still live?

She also discovered it herself, and now she is protected by her father.

If his father is gone, if Yue Qinghe changes his mind...

She will definitely die...

She raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, a handsome face gradually blurred in her eyes.

Qingchen suddenly felt that her head was so heavy that she slowly lay down on the fringed brocade table and fell asleep.

Yue Qinghe stretched out his hand to caress her face, "The soup is not poisonous, it just contains the sweat medicine."

He sighed softly, stood up, picked her up and put her on the bed.

After covering her with a quilt, the bedroom door was pushed open and Li Mo walked in.

"Sneakly, I feel like I'm a flower-picking thief..." He muttered as he stepped into the palace.

Yue Qinghe gave him a cold look, and Li Mo immediately shrugged and patted his mouth, "I said the wrong thing."

"Take her pulse."

Hearing this, Li Mo stepped forward and sat down on the stool next to the bed, putting his hand on the wrist of the man on the bed.

After a long while, he frowned and looked up at Yue Qinghe: "She is very weak. It is true that she just had a miscarriage not long ago. Moreover, she has a cold constitution, and this miscarriage has brought too much damage to her body. Damage may make it less likely to get pregnant in the future.”

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe felt a flash of distress in his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Can you nurse her back to health?"

He didn't know if she liked children, but with their relationship...

He couldn't give her a child.

The first few times he lost control, it was his fault.

She suffered like that.

Yue Qinghe thought about this and looked down at the person on the bed. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she didn't know what was in her dream that would make her so unhappy.

"It can be nursed back to health, but it will take a long time." Li Mo put away his hands and stood up. Seeing that he looked sad and tangled in his heart, he still said: "Your Highness, this is not the solution for you and the princess. You and him If Ri ascends the throne, do you want to hide her in the palace forever?"

Yue Qinghe's heart was shocked. He put her wrists into the quilt and looked at her delicate little face with a soft smile, "I have never cared about this throne."

To him, the throne was not more important than her.

There was no way he would give up her for the throne.

Hearing this, Li Mo took a deep breath and reached out to pat his shoulder.

It seems that His Highness has a deep affection for these nine princesses.

It's just that their relationship is a bit difficult.

Li Mo took out a small bottle of delicate medicine from his pocket, "Then do you still need this medicine to avoid children?"

Yue Qinghe shifted his gaze to the medicine jar in his hand, thinking of her weak body, and sighed, "Keep it."

Li Mo put the medicine jar aside on the table, "If your Highness has nothing else to do, I will leave first."

"Well, thank you for today."

"Your Highness is welcome."

After Li Mo left, Yue Qinghe sat down next to the bed, touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, smoothed her frown, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

His voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm sorry, I made you suffer."

He promised not to let her suffer any harm, but in the end, all the harm she suffered was due to herself.

If he hadn't lost control a few times before and had her with a fluke attitude, he wouldn't have let her get pregnant.

If he can protect her by his side, she will not be captured by the cold fragrance...