At night, it is quiet and silent. The glazed tiles slightly reflect a few rays of light in the night, but they are no match for the moonlight.

Under the silent night sky, there is a noisy and colorful world.

"Your Highness is still in the study?" Qian Ling asked the guard outside as he stared at the flickering candlelight in the study.

"Back to the princess, the prince has been staying in the study the whole time." Bowing slightly to Qian Ling, the guard answered respectfully.

"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten all day?"

"Yes, the prince does not allow anyone to disturb you, so no one dares to go in."

"Celadon, please bring some millet porridge, open the door and let me in." Qian Ling ordered the guard, and Qian Ling felt a little uneasy about Ye Wujue.

"But the prince has issued an order that no one is allowed to enter the study." The guard hesitated with a look of embarrassment on his face, not daring to let Qian Ling in.

"What a loyal servant, are you only afraid of the prince, not me?" Qian Ling snorted coldly, and his expression became stern. A sharp, ruthless, poisonous needle flashed across his watery eyes that were always smiling.

It stabbed hard into the guard's eyes, making him startled.

"I don't dare." He suddenly knelt down, not daring to look at Qian Ling.

"Open the door." Qian Ling lowered his tone and said coldly. As the saying goes, someone who is close to vermillion will be red, and someone who is close to ink will be black. After staying with Ye Wujue for a long time, he has really infected him with a bit of ruthlessness.

"Slave..." Even so, the guard still did not dare to disobey Ye Wujue's order.

His thin eyebrows furrowed: "Yuzhong!" He waved away the guards, Qian Ling returned to his previous unruly behavior, and kicked open the study door.

"Ye Wujue." He called out in a charming voice, and immediately caught sight of the man standing in front of the window lattice.

Ye Wujue stood by the window, his long body standing tall and his robes flying up and down in the wind.

At this time, he was not wearing the bloodthirsty red robe of the past, but a black brocade with gold patterns. The black color made him proud and domineering.

"Come here." Without moving, Ye Wujue spoke coldly, commanding Qian Ling domineeringly.

She walked up to him obediently and looked up at him: "Why don't you eat?"

"You kicked open the door of my study room just to ask me this question?" The cold voice was like the snow in the snow-capped mountains that never melts all year round, as cold as icebergs.

"For me, your body is much more important than this door. People are like iron rice and steel. Although skipping a meal will not starve to death, it will still be very harmful to the body. Look at your hands, they seem to be...

It's cold." Not afraid of Ye Wujue's cold appearance at all, Qian Ling wrapped his hands in her palms and rubbed them without thinking.

"When my hands and feet are cold, I rub them together like this. After a while, my hands are warmed up." Although he knew that Ye Wujue's hands would not regain their temperature just by rubbing them together, Qian Ling just wanted to do it for him.

Do something.

"Aren't you afraid of being frozen by me?"

"Don't be afraid, your hands are cold, but my hands are warm, so let my hands warm yours." As he said this, he breathed hot air into Ye Wujue's hands.

Feeling that breath of warmth, Ye Wujue froze slightly.

"The king will not be in the palace tomorrow. You should stay well in the palace and don't run around." He told Qian Ling. Although his tone was still indifferent, Qian Ling could hear Ye Wujue's concern for her.

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"Are you caring about me?" He raised his pretty face and his watery eyes flashed: "Okay, I will wait for you to come back at the house obediently, but now you have to eat something obediently. I will let Celadon prepare it.

If you have some millet porridge, you wait here and I will bring it to you. Wait."

Ye Wujue nodded, and Qian Ling then left the study with confidence.

Suddenly, outside the study, a sudden scream of fear pierced the loneliness of the night, clearly reaching Ye Wujue's ears, causing his expression to change.
Chapter completed!