The back of Cui Ling's hand suddenly became tense, and the veins bulged.
Su Yu seemed to hear a small cracking sound, and suddenly froze. Her eyes moved downward very slowly, landing on the cup in Cui Ling's hand, and she swallowed quietly.
After a long while, Cui Ling sneered, let go of the cup, and casually asked the maid: "Come and tell her, how is the eldest prince doing now?"
The maid who was singled out was stunned, a little nervous, and stammered: "It is said that the eldest prince offended Sheng Yan and was demoted to a commoner and imprisoned in the palace."
"Did you hear that?"
Su Yu couldn't believe it: "How is that possible?"
"I offended the holy face and was demoted to a commoner? How is that possible?" She murmured in a low voice.
She looked at Cui Ling sharply: "I don't believe it! It's a lie, isn't it? You are lying to me. I want to see His Highness. He said he would let me enter the prince's palace. You are lying to me!"
Cui Ling didn't expect her to be so stubborn.
His patience ran out, and his thin lips slightly opened: "It seems that everything I said to you that day was in vain."
She really should have been allowed to experience the eldest prince's methods, and only after hitting a wall did she know how to turn back.
Although it later became known that Su Yu was not in a sober state that day and most likely did not hear his words at all, it did not prevent Cui Ling from being angry at the moment.
The eldest prince's fate was still too light.
Cui Ling lowered his eyes, thinking calmly and carefully about whether there was a way to kill someone quietly in the palace.
He glanced at the maid.
The maid understood it and explained stammeringly: "Girl, the master did not lie to you. The whole capital knows this news. I heard it when I went to the city to buy cakes for the girl a few days ago. Everyone is talking about it."
There was a snap——
Su Yu's dream of becoming a royal concubine was shattered.
"How could this happen?" She looked stunned.
"Cousin, is this really the case?" Su Yu looked at Cui Ling pleadingly, still holding on to a ridiculous hope.
Cui Ling cruelly broke her last hope: "Yes."
With this sound, Su Yu burst into tears.
A tear slipped silently down his cheek.
Cui Ling's heart felt like it was being grasped by a hand, and it felt so sour that it was unbearable.
"What's there to cry about? Is that kind of person worth crying for? Do you like him so much?" His voice was hard.
Su Yu lowered her head and said nothing, sobbing softly. More and more tears fell on her clothes. She was not crying for the eldest prince, but for herself, crying because all her efforts were in vain.
Haven't stopped for a long time.
Cui Ling: "Stop crying."
Su Yu still cried.
Even though Cui Ling resisted the urge to kill and promised to take her to see the eldest prince once in the future, Su Yu could not stop her tears.
In the end, Zitong's arrival solved this problem.
Su Yu's eyes were red, like a rabbit's, and she looked over pitifully, which made Zi Tong feel distressed.
"Miss."
Su Yu's voice was filled with tears: "Zitong."
"Zitong, I miss you so much."
"Miss, I miss you too."
The loving sisterly gaze made Cui Ling feel redundant.
She missed Zitong, her aunt, and the eldest prince, but she missed him.
Even if he can't compare to the eldest prince, now he can't even compare to a maid.
Under Cui Ling's calm expression were the undercurrents of unwillingness, jealousy, darkness, and resentment, a series of emotions that should not belong to Cui Hanzhang, who was once upright and self-possessed and well-known in the capital.
Finally, he took a deep breath and suppressed those dark emotions.
"You guys chat slowly, I'll come see you tomorrow."
Cui Ling stood up and walked out. If it was a second later, he wasn't sure whether he could control his emotions.
Cui Ling was precocious since he was a child. While his peers were still playing in the mud, he was already familiar with the classics of sages and could even debate with his father. While his peers were relying on family influence, he had already entered the emperor's position based on his solid political achievements. In eyes.
I thought I would keep going like this step by step, but unexpectedly, my rebellion came unexpectedly.
He fell in love with a woman who had someone else in mind.
He even resorted to various means to keep her by his side.
When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around.
The impulse in his heart made him speak: "Su Yu, you know, your ability to pretend to be asleep is really full of loopholes."
Su Yu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened to look at him.
Cui Ling turned around and left after saying this. Others felt confused and couldn't understand. Only Su Yu knew what he was talking about.
Zitong was curious: "Miss, what is the eldest son talking about?"
Su Yu gritted her teeth: "...I don't know either."
After sending the others away, Su Yu learned from Zitong the inside story that she hadn't returned to Cui Mansion for so long and no one was looking for her.
That shameless bitch Cui Ling actually lied to others that he had found a miracle doctor for her.
'The miracle doctor said that she was born with a weak constitution. She was injured while blocking the sword and bled a lot that day. Although she recovered, she still suffered from a loss of energy and blood, which is not visible at ordinary times. In fact, it will affect her life span and must be taken seriously, so she was left at the miracle doctor's office. Cure. '
It's a shame that others can believe such a lame excuse.
Zitong couldn't believe it after learning the truth.
"Young lady is saying that there is no such thing as a miracle doctor, and the eldest son is lying to us?"
Su Yu gritted her teeth and nodded.
Zitong still felt that the three views were subverted: "But how could someone like the eldest young master lie to us?"
Not only Zitong didn't believe it, but Su Yu herself didn't believe it at first. She just felt that she was blind before and actually thought that the male protagonist was a gentleman.
If you look at the male protagonists in those worlds in the past, you will know that the world is as black as crows, and they are not good things.
Why is she so pitiful? Why can't she meet a normal person...
At night, Su Yu hid in bed alone, biting the corner of the quilt and crying about her miserable fate.
Suddenly, there was a light knock on the doorframe.
There was a steady, upright sound of footsteps approaching from far away, accompanied by the familiar fragrance of pine and bamboo.
Su Yu subconsciously closed her eyes and opened them again the next moment.
Why is she still pretending to be asleep after everything has been revealed?
She suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed. There were no candles lit in the room, only the moonlight cast from the window paper dimly illuminated the ground.
With the faint light, Su Yu opened her eyes wide and glared angrily at the "flower picker" who broke into the boudoir at night.
"Aren't you pretending to be asleep?"
Sure enough, it was Cui Ling.
Su Yu choked and said in a dull voice: "My cousin already knows, why should I pretend?"
She heard the man laugh, then he came over very shamelessly and sat beside her bed like last night.
"Aren't you angry?"
Su Yu hugged the quilt and backed away, pressing her back against the wall.
"I'm angry, but here are my cousin's people. What can I, a weak woman, do?"
How pitiful.
Cui Ling lowered her eyelashes and suppressed the darkness in her eyes: "Don't you ask me why I came?"
Su Yu looked at him warily: "Why?"
She asked, but he didn't say anything and instead mentioned another matter: "The eldest prince has been deposed."
Su Yu blinked and said suspiciously, "Didn't my cousin tell me everything?"
Cui Ling looked at her and said emphatically: "He can no longer be the emperor."
Su Yu's heart skipped a beat and she pretended to be calm: "What do you mean, cousin?"
The moonlight outside the window was suddenly obscured by clouds.
The room was dark, and two lonely men and women, who were cousins in name but not actually related by blood, lived together in a dark room.
The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
The elegant scent of pine and bamboo enveloped Su Yu, and she had an absurd illusion that she could never escape from.
Cui Ling suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her not to move her face away, staring into her eyes and asking, "Why don't you beg me?"
Su Yu was startled and raised her eyes.
"It's not that the eldest prince can't sit in that position, so he came to beg me. I like you and won't see you accompanying the eldest prince in trouble. Now that the eldest prince has fallen, why don't you come to beg me?"
This sentence is so familiar.
Su Yu felt cold all over: "Did you hear everything?"
The next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly.
The man's body tipped over, and Su Yu was forced to lie down, with a soft coolness covering her lips. Her chin was pinched, unable to struggle, and a strong arm passed through her waist.
The hot heat spread to my mind through the thin clothes.
Su Yu's head buzzed, and she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
She heard Cui Ling ask——
"Su Yu, can I marry you?"
