After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

It was quiet in the study.

Maomao called in a low voice: "Miss Fifth? Are you back?"

No one answered.

Did she forget to turn off the lights when she left?

No, she remembered turning it off.

And with Qingxiang accompanying her, she would also remind her if the lights were on.

"She went back to her courtyard to rest." Yang Xuanling came in from outside with a white plum in her hand.

Maomao hurriedly saluted, "Your Majesty, please be with me. Since the fifth lady is resting, I will take my leave first."

"Make a cup of coffee." Yang Xuanling handed her the white plum.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Maomao took the white plum branch.

First I found a vase, put the white plums in it, and placed it on the coffee table.Then he prepared to grind the coffee, and the sound of the grinding was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Yang Xuanling was lying on the soft couch, with one hand hanging by his side and the other on his forehead to cover his eyes. Only the lower half of his face was exposed, which was exquisite but gave people a very tired feeling.

Maomao prepares coffee in an orderly manner.

"Lingqian was over there today and flipped the table." Yang Xuanling suddenly said.

Maomao stopped grinding coffee, not surprised. This was indeed something Lingqian could do, "Because of the princess?"

Yang Xuanling stood up and sat up, lowering her head, her forehead covering her eyebrows, "She always insisted that the princess was not dead, but missing."

"Fifth Miss once... wanted to take the slave to the princess's cemetery, saying that it was empty." Maomao looked at Yang Xuanling.

When I saw this, I was shocked.

Although Yang Xuanling's eyes could not be seen, his face was as white as paper, which was really scary. "Your Majesty? Are you feeling well?"

"I opened it, and there was indeed her body inside." Yang Xuanling closed her eyes, her face full of pain.

But there was a trace of confusion in the pain, as if he didn't understand why he was in so much pain. His memory of her was obviously very vague. If he didn't have her photo, he might not even remember her appearance.Maomao said oh and stopped talking.

In fact, what does this have to do with her being a slave? She works for a day, earns a day's wages, and leaves the palace after working for three years.

After making the coffee, Maomao withdrew.

Yang Xuanling was alone in the study, and the lights inside were on all night.

The imperial court had an annual holiday, but Yang Xuanling did not miss any official duties. He just moved from the outer court of the palace to the palace.

The study room that used to be quiet has now become busy.

Even Lingqian, who was usually very willful and fond of making noise, became much more sensible. She watched Yang Xuanling handle official duties and stayed with her quietly.

"Fifth young lady is really considerate of the prince." Maomao said with a smile.

Lingqian replied: "When dad was very busy, mom would always stay with him. I just want dad to remember how good mom is to him."

Maomao secretly looked towards Yang Xuanling.

Sure enough, when this person heard about the princess, he would immediately become distracted.

"Mom loves dad the most, but dad has forgotten mom."

"How could it be? The prince has always remembered the princess. Maybe he cared too much, which would be counterproductive."

"Really?" Lingqian looked at Yang Xuanling suspiciously.

This man who writes like the wind is reviewing official documents.

Maomao thought about Yang Xuanling's painful look on New Year's Eve, and nodded affirmatively, "Fifth young lady must understand the prince."

"But he is looking for a new princess. I hate those women. But if he must marry, I hope this person is Maomao!"

Maomao was dumbfounded. She must have had tinnitus just now, and suddenly she couldn't hear anything clearly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xuanling responded: "Okay, since you choose Maomao."