Traveling through: I rely on space to raise the sick Wei Wang

Do you need Su Yichen's authorization and consent?

Xu Ruqing's brows tightened even more.

"Is there no other way besides this?"

Wong Kar-Wai didn't know why Xu Ruqing felt embarrassed. After all, they were husband and wife. Logically speaking, it was not difficult to get King Wei's consent, but she clearly didn't want to do this.

Wong Kar-wai did not choose to say anything, but replied comfortingly: "Maybe there is, maybe I haven't found it yet."

"I understand, Brother Wang. You should go back and do your work first. Let me think about it again."

Wong Kar Wai had no choice but to nod: "Okay, but I still have to remind Madam that the second harvest is coming soon. Some herbs are suitable for use when they are fresh and should not be stored for a long time. If you decide to open a pharmacy, this matter should be implemented as soon as possible. It’s better.”

"Well, I see."

After seeing off Wong Kar-Wai, Xu Ruqing lost interest in the school girl Hong. She put aside the crooked embroidery she had embroidered, and then became stunned.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later.

At Guangling Hall, Xu Ruqing was not the only one who was also troubled.

After Zhiqu returned all the things, Su Yichen looked at the untouched sake and sashimi, and then at the Manchu-Han banquet in front of him, and a nameless anger surged in his heart.

"Snapped!"

He angrily threw the chopsticks in his hand to the ground to vent his unhappiness.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel weak at the knees, and the servants serving in the room also knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, please calm down..."

"Tell me, how could I be sorry for her? I gave her gifts and coaxed her. How could she be dissatisfied? How could she be so cruel? She refused to even see me for so many days!" Su Yichen was so angry. His chest rose and fell violently, but besides being angry, he felt even more aggrieved.

As the only king with a foreign surname in the Dongyuan Kingdom, Su Yichen has been practicing the art of rejuvenating the country since he was a child. He has never been close to women and has never sought pleasure. He has no distractions but the country, the country, and the country. Holding a sword makes you a dashing swordsman, riding a horse makes you a general galloping on the battlefield, and holding a book makes you feel ashamed of yourself. Even if your legs become crippled due to persecution, there are still countless famous ladies flocking to him.

Although he had lived in a deep palace since he was a child and was used to Chang Lun having three wives and four concubines, after meeting Xu Ruqing, he just wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. The unattainable love that the world longed for was avoided by her like a snake and scorpion. The mind is dismissive.

He spent countless late nights meditating, trying his best to get her attention, but he was still no match for those passers-by who intervened out of thin air, like Changsun Gongyu, and so did Ye Beichen!

In her heart, it seemed that anyone was more important than herself, and no matter how hard she tried, it would all be in vain.

Su Yichen licked his dry lips. He just wanted to love someone well. Why was it so difficult?

Xuan Ye and Zhiqu were so shocked and afraid that they didn't even dare to express their anger. This was the first time they had seen the prince so angry.

"My lord, please calm down. I believe that the princess did not come on purpose. Someone came to see the princess in Yelan Pavilion just now. It seemed that they wanted to discuss opening a medicine shop with the princess. The princess may have been busy and forgot to come."

Zhiqu also quickly echoed and spoke for Xu Ruqing: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have served the princess for many years, and I know the princess's temperament best. The princess only loves you, and her deep love for you is obvious to all the slaves. She has been here a few days ago. She is still talking about studying Nv Hong well, and then going to the cloth shop to pick out some good materials to make clothes for you and the young prince... These days, I have been really busy with trivial matters in the house, and I have to take care of studying Nv Hong. That’s why I forgot to come.”

While Zhiqu begged for mercy, hoping that the prince would calm down, he couldn't help but mutter to his own princess. The prince was obviously so good to the princess, but he almost dug out his heart and soul to show her. Why couldn't the princess see it?

Su Yichen was furious, but when he heard the words that Xu Ruqing wanted to make clothes for him, his tone softened a lot unconsciously: "Does the palace lack her food or clothing? It's okay to be in public all day, now even her husband I don’t want any children!”

"Your Majesty, Princess, she..."

Zhiqu wanted to say something more, but was finally interrupted by Su Yichen waving his hand impatiently: "That's enough, everyone, please step aside."

"...Yes." The crowd of people withdrew in an orderly manner. Looking at the empty room where he was the only one, Su Yichen poured himself a glass of sake lonely.

At this time, my heart felt like the scene in front of me, empty, desolate, and sad.

Forget it, since she won't come, then I'll drink it by myself. I'll drink him till he's sore today, and I won't stop until I'm drunk!

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sky was so dark that it was bottomless. The chirping of cicadas came from outside the house from time to time, which seemed particularly clear in the silent night. The lights of the stars were mixed in with the swaying shadows. In the man's glassy eyes.

Suddenly, a burst of music sounded.

The ethereal and beautiful piano music flows in like gurgling water, like wind chimes swaying in the breeze, playing the heat of summer and the clarity of spring.

A figure appeared in the center of the hall and started dancing to the music.

Through the jade tassels, Su Yichen couldn't see clearly who was coming. The dancing figure was like a white butterfly, fluttering its delicate and almost transparent wings wantonly, and her silver bell-like laughter was just like her light and joyful appearance in the memory.

In a trance, two shadows overlapped...

He subconsciously blurted out: "Qing'er..."

"Qing'er, you're here."

Su Yichen's hoarse voice was filled with eager joy.

He knew that his Qing'er would definitely come.

Su Yichen used his internal strength to support his body and wanted to chase the butterfly, but he drank too much and it was difficult to stand still.

He staggered to catch it, but every time he tried to catch it, the butterfly would nimbly dodge, making him miss it repeatedly.

"Qing'er, please don't run away, please, let me hug you." Su Yichen's tone was almost pleading.

But she was still disobedient. She covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, deliberately appearing in front of him. When she was about to catch him, she pulled away from his hand.

When she was about to run away again, Su Yichen quickly pulled her into his arms.

The woman wore a white gauze with only her eyes exposed. When she saw this, she said shyly: "Yu'er is really useless. No matter how hard she runs, she can't escape from the palm of the prince's hand."

Su Yichen hugged her and refused to let go. He pushed her against the corner and hugged her tightly: "Don't run away, okay? Don't run away."

His breathing was rapid, his consciousness was confused, and even his speech was somewhat slurred.

Chu Yu put her arm around the man's neck affectionately, took off her veil and blew out a wisp of light white smoke into his face.

The full red lips moved slightly, and her voice was sticky and seductive: "Okay, I won't run away. Yu'er is willing to be caught by the prince. Yu'er will always be with the prince."

Su Yichen only smelled a very strange fragrance, and finally his consciousness was completely lost in the gentle dream-like land.