The prince supports her, and the reborn princess kills people

After Shufeng left, Shen Qingyan was about to continue asking Zhiyu, but when she lowered her head, she saw Zhiyu's face flushed and she looked embarrassed.

Her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

"Zhiyu, you don't like Shuofeng, do you?"

Zhiyu's face turned even redder and she nodded slightly.

Shen Qingyan opened her mouth, unable to judge for a moment.

Well...how should I put it, different people have different tastes, respect and blessing.

It’s not that Shuofeng is so unpresentable. He looks okay, but his actions and behavior are a bit unreliable. He doesn’t look like someone Zhiyu should like.

Shen Qingyan asked curiously: "What do you like about him?"

Zhiyu didn't know what Shen Qingyan was thinking, and she blushed as she whispered, "I think he's very interesting."

Shen Qingyan's gossipy heart was burning, and she asked again with great interest: "What else?"

Zhiyu raised her eyes and became even more shy.

"That's all. I like his humor."

"..."

The corners of Shen Qingyan's mouth twitched, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was a lucky boy Shuofeng that he could win Zhiyu's heart just by being funny.

"If you really like it, I can talk to the prince, for you and Shufeng..."

"No, no, no, I have never thought about what will happen between me and Shuofeng. Now I can see him every day, which is enough."

Although she had become lively from her previous lifeless and cold appearance, she dared not think about or touch the matter of marriage.

With their status, they are bound to serve their masters for their entire lives.

Shen Qingyan was a little confused, "Why?"

Just as Zhiyu was about to explain, the sound of Shuofeng was heard from outside again.

"My Lady Princess, are you ready?"

This is urging.

Shen Qingyan was afraid that Gu Beihuai had something urgent to do, so she didn't ask Zhiyu any more and hurried to Qingyue Courtyard.

At the gate of Qingyue Courtyard, Gu Beihuai was already waiting.

When she saw him, all of Shen Qingyan's unhappiness disappeared and she trotted forward.

"Your Majesty!"

The tenderness in Gu Beihuai's eyes, mixed with a smile, all fell on Shen Qingyan.

"Slow down."

He unconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to catch the person, but unexpectedly Shen Qingyan jumped up and grabbed his neck, crossing her legs and hugging his waist.

The others all lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.

Gu Beihuai's eyes were slightly warm. He held Shen Qingyan's waist and hips and carried her into the room.

As soon as she entered the door, Shen Qingyan smelled a fruity fragrance with a hint of ice.

Her eyes lit up with surprise and she blurted out, "It's lychee!"

She loves eating lychees, but lychees are a rare commodity in this season. Where did Gu Beihuai get them?

Gu Beihuai looked at her surprised expression, and his mood also became cheerful, and he explained in a gentle voice.

"These are fresh lychees sent as tribute from Jiangnan. They haven't even been taken out of the ice bowl yet. I'm afraid they won't be fresh if I wait any longer, so I've hurriedly asked Shuofeng to find you."

Shen Qingyan was touched, remembering how the emperor of the previous dynasty had spared no effort and money to deliver lychees through the post station in order to win the concubine's smile, and she couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"Your Highness, could it be that many horses died while running to deliver these lychees?"

That way, no matter how many lychees she eats, they won't taste good to her.

Seeing her concerns, Gu Beihuai had a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Yan'er. These lychees were transported by water and were delivered in special ice bowls. It didn't cost any money or effort."

"That's good."

Gu Beihuai peeled a lychee by hand, removed the core and fed it to Shen Qingyan.

Lychees are slightly cool, sweet and refreshing. One bite makes your body and mind feel refreshed.

"It's delicious." Shen Qingyan praised generously, "The ones peeled by the prince are delicious."

"Your Majesty, eat too." She also peeled one and put it into Gu Beihuai's mouth, then looked at him eagerly, "Your Majesty, is the one I peeled delicious?"

Gu Beihuai chewed for a few times with a strange look on his face.

"Is it not tasty?" Shen Qingyan blinked her big eyes and asked in confusion, "Is it spoiled?"

"It's delicious." Gu Beihuai said in a gentle voice.

Just forgot to remove the core.

Gu Beihuai was not annoyed. He spit out the core elegantly at an angle where Shen Qingyan could not see.

But after eating just two, Shen Qingyan couldn't eat any more.

For some reason, my stomach felt churning, and when I turned around and looked at my favorite lychees, I suddenly lost my appetite.

How is this going?

But she didn't want to reject Gu Beihuai's kindness, so she ate another one. The churning feeling in her stomach became even worse. She couldn't hold it in any longer and rushed behind the screen to vomit.

So sad!

What's wrong with her?

Gu Beihuai's expression changed drastically, and he immediately went behind the screen to check the situation, but was stopped by Shen Qingyan.

"Don't come over here, my lord. It's very dirty."

She didn't want Gu Beihuai to see her in such a state of disgrace.

However, Gu Beihuai didn't care at all. He took the handkerchief handed to her by Zhiyu and gently wiped her cheeks and lips.

Shen Qingyan was so upset that tears came out, but she still said miserably: "Prince, it's dirty."

"It's not dirty." Gu Beihuai did not have any expression of disgust, but was more gentle and considerate.

Shen Qingyan didn't eat much in the morning, and after vomiting, her stomach felt even emptier.

She raised her eyes and complained in a wronged and pitiful manner.

"Your Majesty, I feel so uncomfortable, a little hungry, and a little sleepy."

Gu Beihuai felt extremely distressed, so he asked someone to call the imperial physician, then carried Shen Qingyan to the bed and gently stroked her forehead.

"The doctor will be here soon."

Shen Qingyan nodded. With Gu Beihuai by her side, she didn't want to be strong at all. She snuggled up in Gu Beihuai's arms. Her pitiful appearance made Gu Beihuai's heart soften.

"Shuofeng, go see why the imperial physician hasn't arrived yet?"

Shuo Feng muttered in his heart, how could it be possible for him to arrive just after the message was spread? Even if the imperial physician knew Qinggong, he couldn't fly over...

But on the surface, he still agreed seriously. Just as he walked out of the door, he saw Ji Feng coming over holding the court physician Fate's collar.

It doesn’t matter if the imperial physician hasn’t arrived yet. Let the court doctor take your pulse first.

Shuofeng looked as if he suddenly realized something and gave Jifeng a thumbs up.

Brother, you still have a way, touching...

Ji Feng gave him a look that showed his disappointment.

The two looked at each other, and Zhiyu who was standing beside them saw it all.

Her gaze stayed on Shufeng for a few seconds, and she lowered her head, trying not to smile.

The arrival of the court physician eased Gu Beihuai's expression a little, but he still stared at the court physician's every move, causing cold sweat to break out on the physician's back.

Princess, please don't be in trouble...

At the moment when he put the handkerchief on the patient's pulse, the court doctor was still worried about his head, but the next moment, his eyes widened and he felt that his wallet was about to swell.

The court doctor knelt down with a plop, a look of delight on his face.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Gu Beihuai frowned, looking a little displeased.

Yan Er is sick, and he still wants to congratulate her? Is he thinking of losing his head?

Shen Qingyan was startled and reacted quickly.