Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2808 Want to fold (30)

The next day.

Yin Shi.

Before dawn, the Prince's East Palace.

The incense in the incinerator was burning quietly, and the ambergris was faint, mixed with the not-so-strong medicinal fragrance.

The light was bright, and under the delicate candlestick, Chu Ling in Tsing Yi was standing, standing in front of the desk, drawing with a brush.

His long hair was hanging down, his cold and white side face was reflected by the flames, his shadow was vague, cold and dusty.

It was very quiet in the palace, only him.

He coughed a few times in a low voice, his lips were pale and sickly.

I wanted to drink tea, but found that the teacup was empty.

And next to him, the little man who usually offered to pour tea for him was not there.

His Royal Highness looked at the empty teacup for a while, then looked sideways at the place where the person should be standing beside him.

So quiet, compared to usual.

His hand landed on the cup, his fingertips twitching slightly.

His eyes fell on the countertop, the books that the little man borrowed from the library are still there.

It was pressed under the memorial, in an inconspicuous position.

In the ear, in the extremely cold air, it seemed that her extremely soft and innocent voice sounded.

"Your Highness~"

Follow him all the time, like a little tail.

Chu Ling looked at the empty seat very calmly.

After a long time, he looked back, as if nothing had happened.

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Two days later.

Cloud House.

In the main hall, Yun Si stared at Yun Yanzhang in front of her, dumbfounded.

"Brother, you—"

The boy who was the same age as her in front of her was wearing thick makeup on his face at this moment.

In order to get close to her skin tone, Mica put a milky white foundation on him, painting his entire face like a wall.

White enough to scare people to death.

Chun Ying was also dumbfounded, her mouth grew bigger.

"Young...Master, you..."

Yun Hezhong, who was sitting on the main seat, pressed his eyebrows, as if he didn't want to talk.

Mica is calm, even a little confident.

"How? You can't see it like this? Your Highness certainly can't see it."

"..." Yun Si wanted to open her mouth, but her expression was indescribable, "Mother, elder brother is like this... Your Highness really can't see it?"

Isn't this - treating Chu Ling as a fool?

This is too...

Yun Yanzhang, who had a face like a white wall, seemed to realize that it wasn't pretty when he saw everyone's expressions.

This time, he started to make trouble again, wiping his face with his hands.

"I just said it doesn't look good! I don't wear makeup! I don't wear these things!"

"Don't, don't, Zhang'er, you're so pretty——"

Yun Mu hurriedly coaxed him, "It's not bad, who said it's not good?"

"Be good, Zhang'er, just bear with it, it will be fine soon, soon."

"...If it's not possible, just confess to His Highness and apologize." Yun Hezhong looked at the farce-like scene and said helplessly.

"You can't hide from the left and the right, I'm going to apologize, maybe I won't hurt you..."

"No!" Mica, who was comforting her son, vetoed it immediately, "absolutely not."

"Your Highness hasn't found out yet, we can't take the initiative to frankly—"

"Then what should we do? You can't wait until His Highness finds us before admitting it?"

Yun Hezhong's tone suddenly became fierce, "If you take the initiative to plead guilty, there may be a chance to turn around and beg for mercy, but if you are exposed, it will definitely be a death penalty!"

"That's not okay!" Yun Mu said firmly, "It's a capital offense to take the initiative. Instead of doing this, it's better to delay until the end."

"lady!"

"master!"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, as a child, Yun Si hugged Chun Ying silently, acting as a transparent person.

On the side, Yun Yanzhang, whose face was as pale as a ghost, was bewildered.

(End of this chapter)