Back at Shuanghua Courtyard, Chu Yunfei looked at Rong Cang who was lying on the bed, and said lightly: "The prince's concubine has been taken into the house, does the prince want to see her?"
Rong Cang's fingers paused while turning the book: "..."
Changqing turned to look at the roof, silently saying: "..."
"Why doesn't the prince say anything?" Chu Yunfei walked to the edge of the bed and looked at Rong Cang's cold side face calmly, "Would you like my concubine to come over and wipe the prince's body tonight?"
"I can't do it, I can't do it, I mustn't do it!" Chang Qing didn't care about anything else and opened his mouth in a panic, "The injuries all over the prince's body can't withstand rubbing... He has to wash his hands several times to clean them. What if? She touched me——"
"Chang Qing, you talk too much." Rong Cang said in a cold voice, "Get out."
Changqing shut up, resigned and left dejectedly.
"I wonder what he means?"
Rong Cang's voice was calm: "It's not interesting. You don't need to take his words to heart."
Chu Yunfei said: "Then the prince needs Chu Yunjiao to come over?"
"She is injured, and you still let her do the work of a servant?" Rong Cang's tone was cold, "You deliberately want to tease her?"
After saying this, Rong Cang suddenly realized something, and a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes.
Sure enough, Chu Yunfei immediately asked: "Does the prince regard me as a servant?"
"...No." Rong Cang denied firmly, "I don't mean that."
Chu Yun said coldly: "Then what do you mean?"
Rong Cang pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Lest the prince think that I am narrow-minded, I would like to inform the prince that your concubine, who is as gentle as a white lotus and as weak as a willow, is kneeling in the front yard at this time. Because of her collision and offense, I will punish her to kneel for two hours. , Your Majesty, do you have any objections?"
Rong Cang answered silently in his heart, of course he had no objection.
Even if Chu Yunjiao died on his knees in the palace, it would have nothing to do with him.
But you can’t say that.
After thinking for a moment, Rong Cang said in a calm tone: "You are pregnant, so you should keep your emotions stable."
"Since the prince doesn't care about this child, why do you want me to be emotionally stable?" Chu Yunfei walked aside and sat down. "Even if the child is gone and I die, it will not have any impact on the prince, right?"
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing into Rong Cang's heart unexpectedly. His face turned pale: "I have never thought of it this way."
"The prince didn't think so, but he did it." Chu Yunfei leaned on the window and looked out the window casually, "Even the pregnancy can't stop the prince from divorcing his wife. How can it not make people feel chilling? "
Rong Cang silently closed his eyes, a dark look appeared in his eyes, and he didn't know how to defend himself for a moment.
Although there was no need for him to defend himself.
Chu Yunfei said nothing more and slowly leaned against the window, closing her eyes and taking a nap.
She didn't sleep last night, and she wasn't in good spirits. She had finished all the things she needed to do, drank Rong Cang's decoction, and Chu Yunjiao came in. Lunch time hadn't come yet, so she had nothing to do for the time being.
It suddenly became quiet, and sleepiness came over without warning. Chu Yunfei just leaned against the window and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Rong Cang raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the sleeping woman leaning against the window. A wave of guilt and self-blame surged through his heart.
He couldn't help but ask himself again, was it wrong to keep her away from danger?
Is a woman's reputation or her life more important?
Rong Cang, who has been at the border all year round, has long been used to seeing life and death. A person who is still alive in the morning may only have a corpse left at night, or even the corpse may not be complete.
He always felt that staying alive was the greatest wish of the soldiers.
However, women were bound to the boudoir and were taught that "honor is more important than life", so he never thought that divorcing his wife would make her a laughing stock among the nobles, and would make her suffer so much that life would be worse than death.
Rong Cang seemed to have made some decision in his heart. He closed his eyes gently. When he opened his eyes again, there was only calm and indifference in his eyes.
After getting up and putting a robe on her, Rong Cang stood in front of the window, quietly staring at her unworldly face in the morning light. When she fell asleep, there was no tit-for-tat, no longer like a cat with fried hair, so calm and peaceful, It seems to calm even the most impetuous person.
Rong Cang raised his hand to touch his heart, and that familiar feeling came over him again, as if his internal organs were being torn apart by thousands of insects.
Pain, irritation, rage filling the entire chest, pain everywhere, making people eager to vent, wishing to destroy everything in front of them.
But when he turned around and saw a face that reassured him, Rong Cang felt how much restraint he could have.
After a moment of silence, he turned and walked out.
Breaking off a branch from the big tree in the courtyard, Rong Cang endured the bursts of pain on his back and was about to take action when Chang Qing hurried over: "My lord, what are you doing?"
Chu Yunfei was awakened by the window, raised her head and looked outside.
Rong Cang just turned around to look.
The two looked at each other, and a hint of guilty conscience appeared on Rong Cang's face. It disappeared briefly, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his expressionless look.
Fortunately, Mother Xiong arrived suddenly, breaking the awkward and delicate atmosphere in her eyes: "Your Majesty, Princess, the eldest son of the Chu family is here and is making trouble in the front yard! He said he wanted to see the Princess immediately."
"See me immediately?" Chu Yunfei stood up, brushed his sleeves, turned and walked out of the room, "Mom, please go and tell him first that you must have an attitude of asking for an audience with me. If he doesn't understand the rules, You can kneel down and wait with Chu Yunjiao."
Grandma Xiong took the order and left.
Chu Yunfei turned to look at Rong Cang, her eyes falling on the branch in his hand: "Does the prince want to fight Chang Qing for 300 rounds?"
Chang Qing hurriedly apologized: "Princess, you are aware! The prince is seriously injured now and cannot use force yet."
"Then what is the prince doing with the branches?" Chu Yunfei raised his eyebrows, "Knocking the ants on the ground?"
Chang Qing coughed lightly, the majestic God of War has been reduced to the point where he can only beat ants to vent his anger?
"Go back to the room and lie down." Chu Yunfei looked at Rong Cang steadily, "Otherwise I will let Changqing drag you in by force."
Rong Cang frowned, looking a little unhappy.
Of course, the one with an even worse expression was Chang Qing. As soon as Chu Yunfei finished these words, a green shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Chang Qing's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There is only one sentence left: "I will deal with the eldest son of the Chu family first. If the princess has something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't scare the prince!"
Don't scare the prince?
Because of this cold joke, the atmosphere in the courtyard was inexplicably weird.
Rong Cang had a cold face, thinking of a hundred ways for Chang Qing to die, but Chu Yunfei's indifferent voice sounded in his ears: "Is the prince feeling uncomfortable?"
Rong Cang was shocked and raised his eyes to look at Chu Yunfei.
"I know the prince is feeling uncomfortable," Chu Yunfei said, "but no matter how uncomfortable you are, you should not have the thought of using force until your serious injury has healed."
Rong Cang didn't say a word, but looked at Chu Yunfei with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.
"I have a way to make the prince feel more comfortable." Chu Yunfei turned around and entered the room and ordered, "Come in."
