He gazed at her, his black eyes slightly trembling. After a moment, he reached out to wipe away the tears on her face. His voice was still somewhat cold, but it seemed to have a hint of warmth that wasn't there before. In a low, steady tone, he said, "Don't cry."

  Chu Ci pushed his hand away, but was pulled back into Emperor Mo's arms. Chu Ci buried himself in Emperor Mo's chest, as if he had found a vent for his emotions, and grabbed onto half of Emperor Mo's arm with great force. He opened his mouth, and his voice sounded playful, yet elusive and hard to grasp: "What did I do wrong, anyway..."

  Di Jun's eyelids slightly lifted, and his long and powerful hands subconsciously tightened their grip on her, wanting to hold her even closer.

  Chu Ci was still smiling, "Why doesn't anyone like me..." Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice suddenly followed with a slight quiver, "Why... does everyone want me to die?!"

  Chu Ci's voice suddenly turned into a very heavy sob as he spoke.

  Mother said she had no conscience, Father said the affairs of the Hu Guo Gong Fu were none of her business, Chu Cheng thought she was vicious and terrifying, Chu Bei regarded her as an enemy...

  But what exactly did she do wrong...

  Di Jun looked down at her as she lay in his arms, trembling and crying. He had never seen Chu Ci so distraught before.

  It wasn't until a while later that Emperor Di suddenly spoke up, each word crisp and clear, without any impurities, soft and low: "This king likes Chu Chu."

  He hugged her, regardless of whether Chu Ci had heard it or not.

  But still want to hold her tightly in his arms.

  After returning to the East Palace, Emperor Huai took Chu Ci back to the palace, still dazed from drinking, and instructed Chen Shi to prepare a hangover soup.

  Chu Ci is probably really uncomfortable, lying on the bed and not being honest at all. Emperor Wu often tucked in the quilt well, but she would kick her legs and kick the quilt to the foot of the bed...

  Di Jun's gaze was icy cold, but when he saw Chu Ci lying on the pillow, his hair disheveled and hanging down beside his pale face, his clean eyes were slightly red, with water droplets still clinging to his eyelashes, and his lips looked very red, as if he had bitten them hard, it was heart-wrenching no matter how you looked at him.

  Di Hong sat down, reached out his hand to touch her face, and combed the hair on the side of her face behind her ear.

  Chu Ci suddenly became dazed and grabbed his hand, "Your Highness..."

  Di Xiang thought she was going to say something to him, but Chu Ci wrinkled her little nose and whispered as if scolding someone in secret: "Is an idiot..."

  Di Kuai: "......"

  He silently watched her, thinking she was secretly scolding him, but in fact she was openly speaking ill of him right in front of him.

  When Chen Shi pushed open the temple door with a gentle creak and entered with the sobering soup, the inner hall was very quiet... but vaguely heard the sound of Chu Ci speaking in a low voice...

  After entering the inner chamber, Chen Shi finally clearly heard what Chu Ci was saying as he lay on the bed in a daze.

  At ten o'clock in the morning, I saw a very strange scene of people.

  The crown prince's consort lay on the bed one by one, counting down the wrongs of the crown prince, while the crown prince sat quietly at the edge of the couch listening to Chu Ci speaking ill of him.

  This is also too... frightening.

  At dawn the next day, the Crown Prince's consort would surely wake up, and according to the Crown Prince's temperament, the Crown Prince's consort would definitely not be able to escape punishment.

  Just as Chen Xi was muttering in his heart, he suddenly heard the Crown Prince say, "Let him go."

  Chen Shi hastily nodded and responded, but could only silently mourn for the princess in his heart, before quickly leaving. Who knew how intimidating the crown prince was at this moment?

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