Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 54 The Sick Crown Prince (10)

"It's really all right."

Xie Huaiyu's eyes became darker and darker, her thin, well-curved lips were tightly pursed, and his face was so gloomy that Ming Cen's voice of rejection became lower and lower, until finally he closed his mouth without confidence.

Quiet.

"Blood is black." The Banished Immortal's voice was hoarse and cold, implying anger, but it startled her into a cold sweat.

"His Highness is often sick but has never been declared an imperial doctor. I would like to know more about His Highness's condition. His Highness also avoids illness and seeks medical treatment."

Xie Huaiyu stared at her with eyes as deep as cold pools: "Why does Your Highness refuse to let me heal you?"

Ming Cen wanted to speak subconsciously, but was interrupted by him coldly: "Don't use excuses, I'm not a fool."

Obviously, he was angry.

Ming Cen lowered his eyes, covering the undercurrents in his eyes.

But...she couldn't tell.

……

Many years later, Xie Huaiyu recalled this scene countless times. It was like a dagger, stabbing hard in his heart. He refused to pull it out and could not forget it.

That day, the sickly girl Chujun had blood on her lips, and the cold wind that slipped in through the window brushed her clothes and hair.

Her tone was indifferent, with her usual gentleness, but every word she said was heartbreaking.

she says.

"Prime Minister, you have gone too far."

***
On the way back, Ming Cen sat silently in the carriage, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Qiuyue wiped her sweat from the side, thought for a while, and then said softly: "What's wrong, Your Highness today?"

Qiuyue has been with Mingcen since she was a child. Unlike Chunmei's careless temperament, she is a very delicate person.

Although His Highness treats people mildly, he is by no means as approachable as others say, and there are only a few people who really get into His Highness's heart.

She knew that His Highness treated the prime minister differently, otherwise she wouldn't go to the prime minister every day.

But just now, His Highness acted like a prince to the Prime Minister in front of her, and even said those words.

She could see that His Highness was not feeling well, but she couldn't figure out why she did this.

It hurts others as well as oneself.

After a while, Ming Cen leaned against the carriage, his long eyelashes quivering slightly, and sighed slightly: "Qiuyue, how do you think your medical skills compare to his?"

"Naturally, it is incomparable. Prime Minister Xie's father is a famous doctor, and the prime minister's medical skills are better than his father's."

"So that's why Gu lost his face." Ming Cen tapped the few packs of pastries on the table with his white fingertips, his eyes drooping slightly, "I'll show you because you haven't seen the root of Gu's disease yet." , and he has the ability to see the root of Gu's disease."

"Your Highness! You, aren't you hiding your illness?" Qiuyue was startled, and then looked at Ming Cen with tears in her eyes, feeling very distressed.

"Qiuyue... There is always a price to pay for sitting in the position of Gu." Ming Cen said softly helplessly, "Except for you and father, no one wants Gu to live in the East Palace. Since it is already ambushed from all sides, why bother to involve others What about it? I like him, but I don't want to really pull him in."

"But... I know what I can't do but always want to get close to him. Unless I lead him to a dead end, I have no way to suppress myself."

It wasn't long after Ming Cen took over the body, and she didn't realize how unfavorable the situation was until she found out everything.

But today when Xie Huaiyu wanted to treat her illness, she suddenly realized that she would push him infinitely closer to the abyss.

For the first time, she hesitated for a person, and she didn't have to be with him to complete the task.

This is just her own selfish desire.

**
That night.

As soon as Ming Cen came out of Fenghe Palace, he ran into the third princess who seemed to be coming back from His Majesty.

Ming Zhao also saw her, stopped and bowed respectfully: "See His Royal Highness Chu Jun."

Ming Cen smiled, and said casually: "Get up, I'm afraid you are the only one in this palace who would give such an upright courtesy to Gu."

From Mingzhao's name, it can be seen how much her father, Cheng Guifu, is favored by the emperor. It is a great favor to Mingzhao and a humiliation to Mingzhao to be given the name of a country.

Hearing this, Ming Zhao said helplessly, "Your Highness Chujun, why should you belittle yourself, as long as you are the Chujun for a day, others will have to salute you."

This tone of voice has the meaning of hating iron but not steel.

Ming Cen couldn't help but sigh. Although she didn't like her biological mother, she really raised Ming Zhao very well. He was able to fight with the officials with his literary skills and his military skills with one against a hundred. No princess loved Ming Zhao more than Dazhao. The world is full of people.

Even Ming Cen herself felt that Ming Zhao was more suitable for the position of Crown Prince than her.

"Want to go for a walk together?" Mingcen blinked.

Ming Zhao smiled and said, "It's my sister's honor."

The night wind was gentle and the chill was pressing.

At this time, the snow stopped, and the bright moon hung high in the sky, gently spreading bright veils one after another.

"Is Your Highness feeling well?" Ming Zhao asked.

"How can one or two be inseparable from this problem?" Ming Cenxu coughed a few times, with a helpless expression, "This is a premature baby, and the orphan's physique is poor. It's normal to have more minor problems on weekdays, so don't worry about it."

Even so, Ming Zhao couldn't let it go.

Among the many brothers and sisters, she was the only one who had a good relationship with Ming Cen because of his temperament.

She could see that Mingcen was not as useless as her mother said.

She really didn't understand why her mother didn't like the prince so much.

But she couldn't go against her mother, because Ming Zhao knew in her heart that everything her mother did was to enable her to inherit the throne in the future.

If it is possible, Ming Zhao hopes to compete fairly with her sister who has hidden all the edge, and to ascend to the position of crown prince with strength.

But how is this possible?
Ming Cen noticed Ming Zhao's depressed mood and couldn't help but chuckle: "I'm not bothered yet, but you are frowning."

After finishing speaking, there was another burst of rapid coughing.

"His Royal Highness!"

Ming Zhao reached out to help, but she refused.

"Chang Huan, look at Gu's appearance, even Gu doesn't have the confidence to be the crown prince."

Ming Cen Xu covered his lips: "Gu's heart is too small, it can only hold a few people. As for King's Landing, Gu... prefers to travel around."

It's not that I don't want to fight, it's that I don't want to.

Besides, even if she wanted to, she didn't have any of the right time, place and people.

She has weaknesses and is manipulated by others. There are wolves in front and tigers in back.

How can she fight?

Ming Zhao was silent, and after a while, she suddenly said: "Mother asked me to host the winter festival banquet, but I refused."

The Winter Festival Banquet, the most important banquet in winter, has always been hosted by the adult prince to show the style of the future emperor.

But Ming Cen is eighteen years old, yet he has never hosted a winter banquet.

His Majesty's move is self-evident, and it is equivalent to personally telling the heir apparent who he approves in front of the envoys of all nations.

She walked side by side with Ming Cen, her tone firm: "I just feel that His Highness is not only the heir of the Eastern Palace, but also my elder sister, at least there must be some respect for elder sister."

She said: "The sages and sages will not allow me to lose this respect."

It has nothing to do with interests or power.

　Looking for a collection(`)σ

　　
　
(End of this chapter)