Rebirth of Her Royal Highness the Princess

"Princess, I still have some official business to take care of, so I'll go to the study first." Before he finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation, as if he didn't hear what Hua Xiulan wanted to say, and walked hurriedly towards the door. Hua Xiulan was left sitting alone by the bed, with a look of loneliness and helplessness in her eyes.

She quietly watched the man's back as he left, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. This man who had taken care of her in every way in the previous life had now become so cold and distant. He was even unwilling to stay for a moment longer, which made Hua Xiulan feel extremely lost and sad.

Hua Xiulan sighed softly and slowly closed her eyes, trying to suppress the pain in her heart. However, those beautiful memories came flooding back to her mind like a tide, making her unable to resist. She could still remember every detail of their acquaintance and friendship, but now it was all gone.

As she thought about it, tears gradually blurred Hua Xiulan's vision...

At this moment, the maid Chuntao walked into the room lightly and said softly, "Your Highness, I'm here to help you wash and dress. Your Highness shouldn't be so cruel to let the princess be alone in this empty bridal chamber." After saying that, Chuntao's eyes revealed a hint of dissatisfaction and heartache.

She walked gently to the princess, carefully picked up the basin and towel, and prepared to wash her face. Looking at the princess's haggard face, Chun Tao couldn't help but feel pity and sighed secretly: "It will be hard for the princess in the future."

The princess sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, motionless, as if she had lost her soul. Her eyes were empty and lifeless, revealing endless sadness and loneliness. Seeing this, Chuntao felt even more uncomfortable, but she could only silently wash the princess, hoping to cheer her up a little.

The next day, the secret guard knelt on one knee with his fists clasped, and reported: "My lord, according to my observation, the princess did not sleep all night last night, and this morning she looked unusual, as if she was worried." Jun Moli frowned, and a trace of worry rose in his heart. He had no feelings for the princess, and he had no choice but to marry her.

"Got it, you go first." Jun Moli waved his hand to signal the secret guards to retreat, and he fell into deep thought. Could it be because of what happened yesterday that made her sad? Jun Moli thought of Hua Xiulan's sad eyes, and felt a little irritable.

"I'll go see the princess." Jun Moli decided to visit Hua Xiulan in person to find out what happened to her. He quickly walked out of the study and came to the door of their wedding room last night, but he didn't dare to knock on the door. While hesitating, he heard Hua Xiulan calling Chuntao, but Jun Moli walked in unexpectedly. Jun Moli walked into the room and saw Hua Xiulan preparing to get out of bed. Her face was pale and her eyes were red and swollen. Obviously she had cried last night. Jun Moli felt guilty. He walked up and asked softly, "Princess, are you okay?" Hua Xiulan raised her head and looked at Jun Moli, with a flash of surprise in her eyes. She bit her lip and whispered, "I'm fine." Jun Moli felt even more sorry when he saw her like this. He reached out to support her, but hesitated for a moment and finally withdrew his hand. "What happened yesterday was my fault. I hope the princess won't take it to heart." Jun Moli said sincerely. Hua Xiulan shook her head slightly, "Mo Li, don't blame yourself. It's just that I'm not used to the newlywed life yet." Jun Mo Li felt a little relieved after hearing this. He nodded, "In that case, Princess, take a good rest. Just tell me if you need anything." After that, he turned and left the room. Hua Xiulan looked at his back as he left, and sighed inwardly. She knew that he was no longer the Jun Mo Li who took good care of her in the previous life.

On the day of returning home, they needed to go to the palace to express their gratitude to the emperor.