My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 546 Follow His Mind

Qinglian pulled Mo Yuhu behind her, and quickly comforted Shen Muxue: "Crown Princess, Your Highness must be too tired to alienate you. Don't forget the purpose of coming to Yunyang."

Shen Muxue held back her breath, clenched her fists, and felt wronged: "When did I ever suffer this kind of hardship, not only in the rain, but also in that kind of muddy ground, with my legs soaked in the water."

"But His Highness, he can't see what I've done. He turns a blind eye to everything I have. How can I not hate it?"

Since she was a child, she has always been held in the palm of his hand and cared for. She was never willing to be wronged, and she didn't need to do anything.

Even practicing martial arts is a relatively easy and simple hidden weapon for her to learn. She has never experienced any hardship in her life.

But after arriving in Yunyang, even though it was only about ten hours, she felt that the suffering she had suffered was unbearable.

Her suffering was in her heart, no one told her, and the prince was still so indifferent to her.

Qinglian continued to comfort her: "Prince Princess, don't be too impatient, as long as you follow His Highness's thoughts, you will definitely win his favor."

Shen Muxue was extremely unwilling, and asked angrily: "How can I follow his heart? I don't even know what he is thinking?"

Qinglian lowered her voice and suggested: "Your Highness is anxious about the flood at the moment, and the reason why he went out so early is because someone caused trouble."

"You can go to assist him and help appease those people who are causing trouble. Maybe the prince can see him right in the eyes, and it can also reflect your demeanor."

Shen Muxue's eyes lit up, she was really confused for a moment, this is what she should do when she came to Yunyang.

Isn't she just trying to impress the prince?
But when I think of the muddy places everywhere, I panic and feel extremely disgusted.

The sky was getting brighter and the rain was still falling.

Shen Muxue sighed heavily, "Take the poncho, I'll go find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, and Moyu hurriedly prepared the poncho and rainshoes.

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When Shen Qianxia woke up, Rong Zhan was no longer there. She sat up, squinted at the rain outside the window, and rubbed her temples.

She seemed to have slept for a long time, and it was very heavy, and she never woke up all night.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open from the outside, and Rong Zhan entered the room carrying breakfast.

"When you wake up, get up and wash up first, and then eat something."

As he entered the room, a strong fragrance wafted in.

Shen Qianxia picked up her robe and put it on, said with a smile: "You got up so early to cook food?"

Rong Zhan nodded: "Well, you haven't had a good rest in the past few days, and you are too tired. You should make up your body."

Shen Qianxia walked to the table, looked at the soup made of red dates and brown sugar, and frowned: "I eat it so sweet in the morning?"

"I'll eat something else later."

While talking, Rong Zhan gave her the toiletries, and there was water on the table.

Shen Qianxia was moved again by his thoughtfulness, she restrained herself, and walked behind the screen with water.

After breakfast, Rong Zhan's eyes gradually froze when he learned what happened by the river.

After learning of Rong Ye's decision, many people in the north of the Li River became more emotional, so they gathered at the gate of the water gate, trying to reason with it.

The guards of the East Palace had some scruples at first, fearing to hurt the innocent, but when the situation was difficult to control, they actually wanted to kill.

At the critical moment, many masters disguised as ordinary people appeared, and they were all elites with one enemy against ten. The guards of the Eastern Palace were beaten and retreated steadily.

Rong Ye was in a fit of anger, and planned to order the opening of the sluice to release the flood, regardless of the crowd gathered downstream of the sluice.

(End of this chapter)