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Chapter 473 Who likes to see him sick?

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Then he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable now.

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Princess Huaizhen hasn't gone out for a long time. She stayed in the room all day, not talking or eating much, just like a death row prisoner waiting for the last day of execution.

No one will understand how she thinks except herself.

Mrs. Mo only thought she was worried about Xie Yuan's life and death, but because of her stubbornness and pride, she was so entangled and tormented.

She was worried about Xie Yuan's life and death, but not all of them.

Not all...

Princess Huaizhen thought that if Xie Yuan was injured or died of illness, her identity as a girl would inevitably be revealed to the world. What kind of situation would she be in at that time?

Will you add a layer of talk and jokes to everyone after dinner?

Oh, Princess Huaizhen was jealous and lost her reputation for a female princess for the sake of a female princess? She became a princess with a first-class and a corrupt virtue in history?

Perhaps, they would understand her one or two? Finally, after Xie Yuan's identity was revealed to the world, he understood her suffering and began to sympathize with her experience?

No, she doesn't want sympathy either... She wants others to look up, envy, or even jealousy, but she can't be sympathy.

Because sympathy is the gift of happy people to unhappy people, and the look of those standing on high places to those in low places.

In this world, no one deserves to look down on her! No one.

Princess Huaizhen thought of this, hatred and pain were equally heavy. Because she found that since she met Xie Yuan, she had too many unsatisfactory things and had no choice but to do so.

These unsatisfactory and unscrupulous things cannot be eliminated even by noble status and huge wealth.

No matter how high-profile or willful she is in the eyes of outsiders, she cannot reduce the heaviness in her heart.

On the contrary... she felt helpless and desperate than ordinary people.

It is a pain that cannot be solved by money and noble identity... What else can I do? I can only bear it.

Suddenly, the palace gate was carefully pushed open, and some light came in from outside, shining into the darkness, Princess Huaizhen sitting with her knees in her arms.

Princess Huaizhen was covered with her hair, and her bright face was pale without applying any makeup.

She didn't look back, and knew who was coming in, and asked with a blank expression:

"How is he?... dead?"

Ms. Mo replied in a regular manner:

"Princess, don't worry, I saw it with my own eyes. The prince-consort even talked to me for a while. He is still energetic and must be safe."

Princess Huaizhen's eyes moved, she lowered her head slightly, and the corners of her almond eyes immediately became a little wet.

After a while, she asked in a straight and emotional voice:

"Is there no missing arms and legs, still the same?"

When Madam Mo heard this, she laughed and advised her softly:

"Princess, if you are really worried about the prince consort, wouldn't it be better if you go and see him in person, and then take him back to recuperate. When you are sick, your mind is the most fragile. At this time, the princess is asking about the prince consort. If you say a few more words, maybe your relationship will be cured immediately in the future."

When Princess Huaizhen heard this, she sneered almost invisible, stood up from the seat and said:

"I'll go and see when he can run or jump. Who likes to see his hair disheveled and slanted on the couch?...dress up."

Huai Zhen...is quite complicated.
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