Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Let's eat, Yue'er." Yun Ruoyue was staring at Chu Xuanchen in a daze, when he suddenly said softly.

"Ah, good, you can eat too." Yun Ruoyue regained her composure and began to eat carefully.

He didn't lose his temper with Feng'er just now, which was completely beyond her expectation. Could it be that his illness has been brought under control?

That's a good thing.

It's just that when she raised her eyes, she saw him clenching his lips tightly, and fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead, as if he was trying to hold back something.

She couldn't help but stagnate, why did he do this?

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Several times in succession, after Chu Xuanchen saw the servants making small mistakes, he didn't even deal with them like before.

He graciously let them go.

The servants originally thought that if they made a small mistake, they would be punished by the prince, but they didn't expect that everything would be fine.

This made them very puzzled, what happened to the prince?

Yun Ruoyue also felt very strange, logically speaking, during the period when Chu Xuanchen was ill, he would reprimand the servants even if their hands were a little heavy when they placed something.

Unexpectedly, he has changed.

Is his condition really in remission?

It's just that, recently, he often hides in the study alone to read paperwork, sometimes sitting for several hours at a time, during this most of the day, he doesn't allow anyone to go in, locks himself in the study alone, forgetting to eat and sleep This made Yun Ruoyue a little confused.

He's been acting weird lately.

She always felt that he was hiding something, so that night, she stewed a cup of chicken soup with her own hands, asked Feng'er to carry it, and came to the study.

Mo Li was standing outside the study, and when he saw Yun Ruoyue coming, he hurried forward to salute her, "Wang..."

"Hush!" Yun Ruoyue walked towards him, glanced at the study, and whispered, "Your Highness is correcting official documents again?"

"Yes, it's been an hour, and I haven't corrected it yet." Mo Li replied.

"Yue'er, are you here?" At this moment, a deep and indifferent voice came from inside.

Yun Ruoyue was startled, she didn't expect her to be heard by Chu Xuanchen in such a low voice.

A person with high martial arts skills really has sharp eyes and ears, and any disturbance outside the house cannot escape his eyes.

"It's me, I'll bring you something to eat." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she and Feng'er pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as she walked in, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. She was startled, but she didn't show it on her face.

She looked up, and saw Chu Xuanchen sitting in front of the desk, holding a brush in his hand, correcting the official documents on the desk.

Seeing her coming in, Chu Xuanchen put down the brush, stood up and said, "Yue'er, why are you here?"

"I see that you've been too tired lately. Every day, correcting official documents until midnight, I made a pot of chicken soup for you to replenish your body." Yun Ruoyue said, asking Feng'er to put the chicken soup on the table.

At the same time, her eyes swept around the room.

But I didn't find anything unusual, I just smelled the fresh smell of blood.

After putting away the soup cup, Feng'er retreated respectfully and closed the door behind her.

"I've already eaten dinner, and I'm not hungry. You are pregnant, so don't work so hard in the future." Chu Xuanchen touched her small face and said.

"It's okay, I'm just making some chicken soup. Come on, try it." Yun Ruoyue said, then opened the lid, ready to scoop up the chicken soup.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of blood dripping from the white sleeve of Chu Xuanchen's left arm.

She was startled, quickly put down the cover, and clasped Chu Xuanchen's left arm, "Why is your arm bleeding, let me see quickly."