The passers-by pointed at Chu Lingxiao's direction and talked excitedly.

"Who is this person? He was sentenced to exile!"

"You don't even know about this. This man turned out to be a marquis. He was so stupid that he was deceived by the enemy's spies. The emperor almost wronged the loyal minister."

"I heard that he was wrongly accusing His Highness Chen and the Prince of Nanyang treason!"

"How could His Highness Chen treason betrayal!"

"That's it. I think this marquis is just trying to die!"

Chu Qianchen cursed the corner of his lower lip.

Isn’t Chu Lingxiao just “takes death”?!

Or in other words, he is just cold-blooded and selfish, and he only has himself in his heart!

His future, his title, his self-esteem... nothing else matters.

Thinking of his past and present life, Chu Qianchen's face was calm and his eyes were cold, just like a pond of lake water in autumn.

Whether it is Chu Lingxiao or Aunt Jiang, these two people will no longer cause any emotional fluctuations in her.

To her, these two people were just irrelevant people.

Rather than being angry because of them, she might as well spend more time on the Prince and Prince Chen's mansion.

Chu Qianchen was about to put down the curtains when he heard an old and familiar female voice shouting excitedly: "Ling Xiao! Ling Xiao, my son!"

There was obvious sadness and reluctance in the old woman's voice.

Chu Qianchen looked up and looked over. Not far away from the street, the familiar figure of the Madam's wife came into her eyes. Her eyes were red, her eyes were blurred with tears. Her forehead, corners of her eyes and mouth were squeezed out with deep wrinkles due to excitement, and her old look was revealed.

Beside the lady, Liu was holding one of her arms and comforting her.

It is obvious that the grandma came to see Chu Lingxiao off.

When Chu Lingxiao saw the grandma, he was very excited and shouted: "Mom, save me!"

"I don't want to exile Qingzhou, save me!"

"Mom, go into the palace and ask the emperor to pardon me..."

Chu Lingxiao put all his last hope on the Grandmad, his eyes eagerly.

Didn’t Chu Yunyi have the merit of saving the Lord?!

As long as the Chu family doesn’t have a title, wouldn’t it be enough to ask the emperor to save him from his abduction with his title for eight hundred miles?!

For the Grandma, the Chu family finally saved their title and did not think about it in that direction.

She sobbed and said, "Lingxiao, don't worry, Aunt Jiang will accompany you to Qingzhou to take care of you, and my mother will also help you with the Qingzhou side..."

"Along the way, you have to be careful."

The lady said, tears fell down, and Liu hurriedly wiped her tears.

Yacha pushed Chu Lingxiao from behind impatiently and said rudely: "Go away! Don't be too slow!"

"If you can't catch up with the inn, you'll be sleeping in the wild tonight!"

Chu Lingxiao was pushed and staggered, making him even more embarrassed.

His last glimmer of hope was broken at this moment, his eyes were so sinister that it was blocked by the strands of hair hanging from his ears.

He knew that the grandma was reluctant to leave the title, so she refused to enter the palace.

Yes, she is not just him, she has a second son. As long as the second son inherits the title, she will still be the old lord of the Marquis's Mansion. How could she be willing to give up the title for him?

Chu Lingxiao's hatred became stronger and stronger.

The eldest lady didn't notice the abnormality of the eldest son and was still shouting: "Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao..."

The scenes of deep love between mother and son made the onlookers sigh, saying "the hearts of parents in the world" and "If I had known today, why would I have to be the first"

Chu Qianchen felt very bored, so he put down the curtains and left two words: "Go back to home."

Zhu Luncheon bypassed the street in front and continued on the road. This time, he went straight back to Prince Chen's Mansion and never stopped again.

After Chu Qianchen entered the palace, Prince Chen's palace closed the door and thanked the guests.

Originally, this was often the case with the King Chen Mansion, and the whole capital had long been used to it.

However, as the Nanhao coup gradually spread in the court, all the prefectures in the capital were speculating whether something happened to King Chen and Ukhagalou. The eyes of each prefecture were aimed at the Emperor and King Chen's mansion, wanting to see if the emperor would take the opportunity to eradicate King Chen's mansion.

As a result, one day, two days, three days passed in a row, and no one moved, neither the emperor nor the Chen Prince's Mansion.

At this moment, the court was like a seemingly calm sea, with dark tides surging and unpredictable changes below.

Many noble court officials were secretly speculating on the holy intentions and did not dare to act rashly. The atmosphere became more and more tense. God seemed to have felt something. It was rainy for several consecutive days.

However, these things cannot disturb the ordinary people at all. They do whatever they should do, and they have no sense of the change in the situation at all.

"It's going to rain again!"

Chu Qianchen looked out the window and said casually.

It has been raining all these three days, and the cat can't go anywhere. It's almost caused it to get sick. The little black cat "meowed" and seemed to be echoing.

Chu Qianchen's mood was like the drizzle outside, with a bleak cloud of sorrow.

She had done everything she should do, and the emperor did not dare to act rashly as she expected.

However, there has been no news from the prince and Su Mubai, which has always made Chu Qianchen feel a little uneasy.

"Click.Click."

Chu Qianchen absent-mindedly took the scissors and trimmed the potted plants until amber screamed behind him: "Princess, it's eating the moon shadow..."

Chu Qianchen came to his senses and looked at the little black cat, and found that the broken orchid leaves she cut were actually eaten by it.

"Meow?" The cat looked at them in confusion and continued to eat orchids.

Chu Qianchen rubbed the cat's head casually and smiled at Amber, "It's okay."

Amber looked at the orchid that was too "thin" cut by Chu Qianchen, and thought that the cat was fine, but the orchid must be fine.

She is the maid who serves Chu Qianchen personally, and she can also see from some subtle changes in Chu Qianchen's body-

The princess was very worried about the prince.

At first, Amber was worried that Chu Qianchen would not be able to eat or sleep well because of this, but to her surprise, Chu Qianchen was very good.

Her daily routine has become very normal. She will never stay up late again, and will not be locked in the pharmacy for most of the day. In the past three days, she has been following the stereotyped schedule every day, starting on time, eating on time, and going to bed on time.

Amber vaguely felt that Chu Qianchen was raising his energy to deal with the sudden situation.

Thinking of this, Amber felt that the pot of orchid was not unfair. She asked carefully: "Princess, do you still need to cut it? I have not eaten enough of Yueying yet."

The black cat heard his name and said "meow" again.

So Amber went out to find orchid plants for Chu Qianchen. When she came back, she did not bring orchids, but instead brought a letter and trotted about the recent ones.

Amber is Chu Qianchen's eldest maid. She has always been calm in daily life. It is rare to see her impatient appearance, which makes other maids and mothers look at each other.

"Princess," Amber didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and walked into the Zuoji room with a bright look. "It was Feige who passed the letter, Feige who came from the prince!"

Chu Qianchen's hand slid and the scissors fell beside the potted plant. The "bang" sound scared the cat on the other side. The cat bounced up like a step on it, and fled to the beauty couch with a "swoosh".

Amber was stunned. Chu Qianchen "snatched" the letter from Amber and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

She looked at the letter with a glance, her cherry lips bent, and her smile spread from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, with a strong smile in her eyes.

There was obvious joy on her face.

Even without asking, Amber could guess that the letter was written with good news, which was relieved.

The black cat, who had recovered, jumped off the beauty couch, walked to her side, and circled around her skirt, her screaming soft, delicate and glutinous, and she could act coquettishly than a little girl.

"Yueying, the prince is coming back soon." Chu Qianchen put down the letter and said to the black cat on his skirt. His joy was so joyful that his heart was about to fly.

When she lowered her eyes, the thick feathered eyelashes looked long and upturned, and the phoenix eyes were as bright as the shining gems.

Her face was full of smiles, and her smile was as beautiful as the first bloom of the cereal, as bright as the breeze and the morning moon, bright and dazzling, so beautiful that it makes people feel palpitations.

Yueying meowed, and Amber asked in cooperation: "Princess, when will the prince arrive?"

Chu Qianchen estimated the time and said happily: "It will be there in about five or six days." She couldn't help but read the letter in her hand again.

When she received the letter, she suddenly felt relaxed and she was full of energy.

Amber exchanged glances with Jiang Yuan, cleared his throat, and teased with amusedness: "Princess, there are five or six days left. Can the prince's clothes be prepared?"

Chu Qianchen: "..."

No, she has to hurry up!

Chu Qianchen didn't care about the cat or answering Amber, and turned around and ran to the inner room, and personally carried the embroidered basket.

She decided to stay for a few days and get through, and she should be able to finish the dress.

She said she would stay up late and stay up late. She stayed up until the fourth day before going to bed. The second night was the fourth day. By the third night, she was so tired that she was sleepy.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned again, and said to herself, "It's almost done."
To be continued...