The servants of the Prince's Mansion all know that His Highness is not a womanizer. Not only has he never married a main concubine, he has not even married a concubine. The several concubines he has sent over the past few years have also been made ordinary maids in the mansion.

In addition, although the matter was critical last night, only a few core personnel in the mansion knew about it. Zhang Qingjiu was also led through a special passage by Huo Wu, so no one in the mansion had seen her appearance.

So now I suddenly saw a woman not only entering the mansion, but also walking with His Highness the Crown Prince. She cast a series of surprised and uncertain glances at her.

Taking in all the different expressions, Zhang Qingjiu calmly followed Chu Lan straight to the study.

She knew that Chu Lan had something to ask her.

Similarly, she also had something to say to Chu Lan.

"Your Highness." Feng Zhi stopped at the door of the study and looked at Chu Lan with a bit of worry.

"I'm fine, just wait outside." Chu Lan glanced at him and nodded towards Zhang Qingjiu.

Feng Zhi's expression tightened, "Miss Zhang..."

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him." Zhang Qingjiu put his hands behind his back, blinked, and came closer and said, "I'm still waiting for you to call me aunt."

Seeing Feng Zhi's face turn red instantly, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the crisp laughter behind him, Chu Lan paused in his steps, and the corners of his lips raised slightly unknowingly.

The study door was closed, blocking out the sunlight. Chu Lan looked at the woman standing in front of him, suppressed the smile on his lips, and gave a gesture of gratitude to his peers, "Thank you for saving my life last night."

The grace.”

"No need to thank me." Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, turned around and sat down, "I saved you with conditions. Your father promised me to marry you and become the crown prince."

Chu Lan's body froze slightly. He had already heard this from Feng Zhi this morning, but the feeling of hearing him say it was very different from hearing it said by the woman in front of him.

"I don't agree." Chu Lan replied.

"Why?" Zhang Qingjiu was stunned.

"With a body like this, I might fall down at any time, why do you have to make such a request?" Chu Lan sneered, a deep look flashed in his eyes.

Now that things have happened, no one can deceive themselves anymore. He, Chu Lan, is just a sick man who has pretended to be a normal person for ten years, but he will not be able to escape his original fate.

"I told you that you'll be fine as long as I'm here." Zhang Qingjiu frowned, "Could it be that you don't believe me?"

Chu Lan shook her head, "It's not that I don't believe it."

"That's why." Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath, wanting to take apart the head of the person in front of him to see what he was thinking, but is the position of a crown princess more important than his life?

Chu Lan pursed her red lips slightly and looked away.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qingjiu thought about it seriously, and an idea came to his mind: "You don't think I still like that bastard the Eighth Prince, do you?"

Chu Lan's mouth twitched.

Seeing his reaction like this, Zhang Qingjiu thought that he had guessed it right, and the expression on his face instantly brightened, "Don't worry! I definitely don't miss him at all. Why do you think I miss him? He's good-looking."

, he is not as good-looking as you, and in terms of power, he is not as powerful as you, don't you think so?"

After saying the last sentence, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly approached Chu Lan and blinked.

Chu Lan was startled, and was actually forced to take a few steps back. He could hardly turn his eyes away, "You don't have to say anymore, the reward that should be given to you will definitely be no less, but for the imperial edict of my father, I will

Father, please take it back."

Even this doesn't work? Zhang Qingjiu was stunned, is he serious?

"You are not joking. How can an emperor retract the imperial edict?" Zhang Qingjiu said.

"Ha..." Chu Lan sneered, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The corner of Zhang Qingjiu's mouth twitched. Damn... I forgot that I had done such a thing a few days ago. What I said really shot myself in the foot.

"Your Majesty, he said that he will let you and I get married soon." Zhang Qingjiu continued to struggle.

"What I don't want to do, even my father can't force me to do." Chu Lan narrowed his eyes, his expression instantly turned cold.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qing grinded his back molars drunkenly, but did not dare to push him again.

The person in front of me is not that bastard Chu Kuo, and he will never fall for her just because of a few words.

How could she be so generous and help him recover to the point where he could walk and talk? If she had known about his tendency to burn bridges, she would have let him lie in bed for a few days. By then, once the marriage was over, wouldn't everything be fine?

What's annoying is that the derivation master is not allowed to deduce his own destiny, and now Chu Lan's soul is entangled with his own, and even his actions cannot be easily deduced.

"Go back, this Prince's Mansion, and don't come here again." Seeing her porcelain-white face turn sad, Chu Lan sighed softly, "I will tell everything to my father, the queen, and my queen. I won't."

Make it difficult for you."

After saying that, Chu Lan stood up and opened the door, "Feng Zhi, take Miss Zhang back home."

The sun shines in, and the man standing at the door has a mole under his eyebrows shining brightly.

Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, clenched his fists and said: "I said that as long as I am here, your life will not be short-lived; I will also take you as the Crown Princess, and I, Zhang Qingjiu, said

Do it.”

Zhang Qingjiu did not avoid anyone with his words, so Feng Zhi heard it, and the people around the study also heard this oath-like statement.

Soon, the news that someone scolded the prince as a short-lived ghost and even tried to become the prince's concubine spread throughout the prince's residence, and spread to the upper capital.

Feng Zhi looked at Zhang Qingjiu who didn't look back, gritted his teeth, walked into Chu Lan's study, and knelt down with a thud, "Your Highness, why don't you accept her first?"

"When will it be a woman's turn to control my destiny?" Chu Lan smiled coldly, flicked her long sleeves, and looked cold and stern.

Feng Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and then he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his expression was as gray as a defeated rooster.

No one knew that after returning to the study, Chu Lan suddenly covered her heart and held on to the table and chair next to her to prevent herself from falling.

After a long while before he could stand upright, Chu Lan smiled bitterly, and a scene emerged in his mind.

It was a sunny day, and he was beside his father. The fifteen-year-old girl with bright eyes, white teeth and pure eyes was wearing a pink dress. She ignored her father's obstruction and acted gracefully.

Kneel down before his father:

"I admire the eighth prince, but I also know that my humble appearance is not worthy of the majesty of the royal family. I am willing to learn skills to serve the royal family. I sincerely request your majesty to grant the marriage first. If it comes true, you will come back to consummate the marriage. If nothing happens,

, my daughter is at the mercy of the Eighth Prince."

In the end, her benevolent father, who had originally intended to marry the Prime Minister, fulfilled her wish.

No one knows that if she had not done that that day, her father would have given her marriage to him.

To this day, he still remembers those burning eyes and stubborn look on that day.

Although he had lived like a normal person for five years at that time, he knew that this might be a passion that he would never be able to have in this life.
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