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With that, he flung Chu Ci to the side. If not for the fact that she was so stable at the bottom, she would have been thrown out of the hall a long time ago.

By the time Chu Ci had regained her senses, Rong Yu's figure had already left the hall.

"Weak?" A retard? "

Chu Ci was startled for a few seconds, then she turned her head and shouted: "Scum male appearance, you are the one who is retarded, your entire family is retarded! Come back for me. I haven't finished with the money yet, slag holding residue, you have the face of a scum! "

As Rong Yu walked out of the leaf dryer's room, a few traces of anger appeared on his usually calm and collected face.

He could not help but be shocked. In the past year, no matter how obedient Chu Ci was in front of him, he had never given her an expression.

Damn it!

Rong Yu cursed silently in his heart. Not far behind him, the sound of Chu Ci's hair standing on end could be heard as he continuously shouted at him.

Scum male appearance? slag holding residue?

Chu Ci, who gave you the guts to jump up and down in front of the This King?

What on earth was she thinking?

Chu Ci shouted for a long time in the hall, until her voice was a little hoarse. Her anger rushed straight to her head.

And he was a scumbag with a human's face and a beast's heart!

"Princess, you should rest."

The Ginkgo biloba finally regained its senses after being shocked. It trembled as it stood up, walked to the side of the table and poured Chu Ci a cup of water.

This Princess was really bold today, daring to mock him in such a direct manner.

Fortunately, Prince did not bother with her, otherwise …

Thinking of this, the Ginkgo biloba's body still trembled a few times in fear.

Chu Ci took the bottle of water from the Ginkgo biloba's hands furiously and gulped it down in one gulp.

As expected, finding a man to look at was useless. That slag holding residue was definitely the most beautiful one in the world, but at the same time, her beauty was also on par with his.

Humans were truly not perfect. The heavens were fair to everyone.

But what right did she have? How could such a scummy person manage such a large feudal fiefdom? What was that Kaiser brother of hers thinking?

The more Chu Ci thought about it, the more she couldn't understand it. To think that she, Princess Yang, was the younger sister of the Kaiser's elder brother.

In Chu Ci's heart, there were countless of f * ckers racing forward, but there was one thing she knew, this was not the legal and healthy society of the twenty-first century. Women's equality was the priority, in this feudal society that respected men, it was just like a pile of sh * t.

If she really pissed off slag holding residue, her little head could immediately move away from her neck. At that time, it would be too easy for Bao Yan, that wild chicken.

In any case, she had already made up her mind. Before she had the ability to enjoy life in the Biancheng, she would have to occupy the toilet of the Princess. Once she achieved success, the slag holding residue would definitely not stay there.

The ancient nights were breathtakingly beautiful. The colorful stars and stars adorned the sky, and even when you looked up, you could clearly see them winking at you.

In this ancient era, where there were no entertainment shows, admiring this kind of night scenery was the only thing that could help Chu Ci, who had been transported to this place for almost a month, pass her time.

The night here seemed to be especially quiet. Chu Ci habitually climbed up onto the roof and knocked the melon seeds that the Ginkgo biloba had sold in exchange for her hairpin. This was the only thing she could do in the past month.

Suddenly, an ethereal sound of a zither came from her right hand. It moved closer and closer to her, and began to circulate in the air.

The sound of the zither was extremely low, like it was mumbling softly. It carried a bit of sadness, as if it had experienced the world's glory and humiliation. It was so mournful that it caused one's heart to ache.

Even someone like Chu Ci, who couldn't even hear five syllables, was able to hear the sadness and unwillingness hidden within this low sound.

Chu Ci slowly stopped playing with the melon seeds. The zither music had made her heart clench.

She cast her gaze in the direction of the zither music. She didn't know who played the zither music, but her heart was involuntarily beating along with the tune.

Suddenly, her foot slipped as she stepped on the wooden ladder, and just like that, she tumbled down from the ladder and fell to the ground. The sound of heavy objects landing on the ground instantly resounded, as well as Chu Ci's wailing and shouting.

The melon seeds in his hands were scattered all over the floor.

Very quickly, they heard the noise and immediately rushed out of the room, seeing Chu Ci lying on the floor, holding onto her waist, wailing in pain, everyone was shocked, they did not dare delay, and immediately ran towards her.

"Princess, what's wrong with you, Princess!"

"Oh my god, Princess, you didn't fall down from the roof did you? Quickly, quickly, help Princess in, go get a doctor."

In an instant, the peaceful night in leaf dryer was broken by Chu Ci's wailing sounds.

The next day.

Prince Rong's Mansion, study room.

"Prince, last night, Princess fell from the roof. I heard he injured his waist."

Early in the morning, the butler knocked on the door of the study. At this time of the day, Rong Yu had already woken up and washed up.

The various officials under the jurisdiction of the Prince Rong's Mansion did not need to go through the imperial government. They only needed his approval to pass.

The hand Rong Yu was holding the brush with, paused for a moment, then lifted up his drooping eyes to look at the butler. His eyes remained as calm as still water, without a single ripple.

After these two low and deep words, he no longer made a sound. No one could guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Got it, you can go now."

"Yes, Prince."

The butler looked at Rong Yu in confusion.

The Prince knew from the beginning what His Majesty's intention was to marry him. But now, it was as if the Princess Yang had become a completely different person.

After the Prince came back from the capital, he personally saw a change in the Princess but he did not move at all.

The butler was curious, but he didn't dare to ask any further. He opened the door and walked out.

After the door to the study room was closed, the brush in Rong Yu's hand was put down.

"Falling from the roof..."

What was she doing on the roof?

Rong Yu squinted his eyes as if he had thought of something. He held the brush in his hand and casually rubbed it.