"Now in the eyes of outsiders, you are the one who was imprisoned by Your Majesty in order to refuse marriage. Naturally, you are in a mess and extremely weak. If you wear exaggerated and dazzling clothes, Nanchuan will definitely think that he is deliberately lying to her." Yunting explained.

"Yes, why didn't I expect this prince? You are still thoughtful, Yunting." Fu Yichen said, walked back to the bed, and deliberately wrinkled the clothes: "How about this?"

Yunting shook her head: "It's almost right."

"What's the shortage?"

"If you really want Nanchuan to feel distressed, you have to be a little ruthless." Yunting replied.

"How cruel?"

"But, go get the whip."

Fu Yichen was surprised: "What do you want to do with a whip? Don't say you want to hit me."

"If you don't suffer a lot of work, why would Nanchuan feel distressed? Of course, whether to fight or not depends on yourself. I just give you some advice." Yunting explained.

Fu Yichen frowned slightly and thought about it seriously: "I can't bear to let my child go and get it. I'm sorry for the prince of Nanchuan. The housekeeper is not going to get it."

"yes."

Soon the housekeeper brought a whip: "Crown Prince."

"Come on, you're welcome. For the happiness of this prince, you can take a look!" Fu Yichen gritted his teeth and turned around.

The housekeeper was so scared that he knelt on the ground: "Criminal, please spare me, how dare I draw the prince? I don't dare to give me a hundred courageous ones."

"If you talk nonsense, Nanchuan will be at the door." Yunting lost her patience.

"Yunting, come!" Fu Yichen took a deep breath and prepared.

Yunting picked up the whip and pulled it hard at Fu Yichen's back.

"Ah!" Fu Yichen's face turned pale in pain: "Yunting, you deliberately avenge your private revenge. I'm so painful that I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

"It's just a bitter plan. Think about Nanchuan!" Yunting snorted, raised her hand and whipped her again.

Fu Yichen, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, was used to being pampered. When did he suffer this crime? He fell directly to the bed, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, which made him feel so painful that he couldn't speak well.

"Yunting, I remember you------"

A servant outside the door came to report: "Criminal, Princess Nanchuan is here and said he wants to see you."

Before Fu Yichen finished his words, he was interrupted: "Hurry up, hide the whip quickly, Yunting, please leave quickly, don't let Nanchuan see you at this prince's mansion, otherwise what if Nanchuan misunderstood?"

"It's too late to go out now." Yunting replied.

Fu Yichen looked worried: "What should I do? Nanchuan will definitely be jealous now."

"I'm still jealous, I don't even have a single word of my horoscope. You should lie down and let someone bring Nanchuan in." Yunting replied.

"Why don't you let me in. It's hot weather that Nanchuan can't let it be sunbathed." Fu Yichen urged.

"yes."

Soon, Nanchuan followed the servant in, and as soon as he entered the yard, he heard screams from the room.

Nanchuan felt nervous: "What's wrong with Prince Fu?"

The housekeeper looked heartbroken and wiped his face without tears with his sleeve: "The princess doesn't know that my prince has been in trouble these days. She doesn't agree to the choice of a concubine, but was whipped by His Majesty for several days. She has been on a hunger strike for several days, and now she has only one breath left."

Nanchuan felt tight and raised his foot faster, and went straight to the house.

When the door opened, Nanchuan saw Yunting sitting beside the bed and applying medicine to Fu Yichen. Several blood marks on her white underwear were shocking.

"Criminal Princess, how is he doing?" Nanchuan asked worriedly.

Yunting shook her head: "Although the injury is not very serious, he has been on a hunger strike these days and has not eaten or drunk, and is extremely weak. If His Majesty had not asked me to come to see him, he would have died."

"Nanchuan, you are here to see me. I only love you in this life. Your Majesty asked me to marry another woman. I will not agree even if I die---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nanchuan felt very distressed when he saw his pale face. He turned around and left without saying a word.

Fu Yichen was stunned and looked at Nanchuan's back for a long time without reacting: "Why did Nanchuan leave? Yunting didn't find anything, right?"

Yunting thoughtfully: "You go and ask her yourself."

"The people are gone, what else can I ask?" Fu Yichen curled his lips.

"Your legs are not lame, so you chase them."

"Yes, I must not let Nanchuan leave like this!" Fu Yichen grinned in pain and immediately chased him out.

But when he chased out of the door, Nanchuan disappeared. Fu Yichen sat at the door in anger.

Yunting, who followed him, saw his ghostly appearance, kindly reminded: "Since Nanchuan has arrived, it means she has you in her heart. As for where she went, I don't know. You should go back to the house and lie down."

"How can that be done? I must find Nanchuan." Fu Yichen dragged his injured back and stood up to walk towards the street, asking while walking.

"Criminal Princess, why are you leaving again since Princess Nanchuan here?" Ruojing asked subconsciously.

"She must have entered the palace." Yunting replied.

"Then you said you didn't know just now, so you asked Prince Fu to look for him on the street?" Ruo Jing looked surprised.

"If it weren't for this, how could Nanchuan know Fu Yichen's sincerity? It's all their own business. I've helped all the people who can help. The rest depends on Fu Yichen himself. After so long, we should go back." Yunting raised her feet and left.

Ruojing gave a thumbs up: "I am worthy of being the prince's concubine, and I am brilliant."

The two of them were walking back, and Yunting happened to see the fried skewers restaurant. Thinking about it, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I went over and ordered more than a dozen skewers, and then I ate half of them with Ruojing.

"I really miss the taste of this skewer." Yunting said subconsciously. She really missed the days of modern skewer.

"This is all the credit of the princess. Otherwise, we would not have eaten such delicious skewers. Sometimes when the brothers who were lying on the wall were hungry in the middle of the night, they would come over to order a bunch of them. While eating on the wall, everyone praised the princess." Ruojing replied.

"Haha, then I have to study one more flavor, otherwise my brothers will be tired of it." Yunting joked.

Suddenly a man in white came over next to him and said, "It smells so good, I want to eat it."

Yunting froze and looked at him subconsciously. Her facial features were beautiful and handsome, and her white clothes were spotless. But at this moment, her eyes were staring straight at her string, which made Yunting speechless.

A normal man would not want to eat with a woman unless-----

"While going, you dare to ask for food from my princess. You're a fool." Ruojing subconsciously protected Yunting, and it was impossible for him to be an assassin or a spy.

"Do you want to eat?" Yunting asked him, and as he said, he took the skewers aside. Sure enough, the man's gaze looked at the other side with her hand, confirming Yunting's guess.
Chapter completed!