Chapter 9 His Despair

A-Ye. Get out!"Although Nangong Qing is the Crown Prince, Qixuan isn't afraid of him at all right now.She didn't know what kind of person Nangong Qing was, but right now, he was most likely the one wh..."The King isn't dead yet. I am the Queen, and you, a maid, dare to be so bold in my presence"

Chun Tao didn't treat her as a princess at all, but as the woman in front of her said, the prince wasn't dead yet, and she dared not act out of line.

Chun Tao glared at her angrily and slammed the tray onto the floor.

With a clang, like a beggar begging for food.

The things in the tray were the same as yesterday, still two dry steamed buns, clearly leftovers from last night.

Qingxuan's eyes sank.

Two stale steamed buns overnight, this was clearly just to fill her up, not for Nangong Ye.

"This was ordered by Empress Jiang This princess can only eat day-old steamed buns, the King has nothing to eat, he can only wait to starve to death"

Chun Tao's face flushed with embarrassment. "Don't be ridiculous!"

All the servants in the palace believed that Nangong Ye would die. Now, Nangong Ye was nothing but a pawn. In the eyes of these servants, they didn't need to serve someone who was waiting to die anymore.

Qingxuan crossed her arms and sneered: "If this is the Empress Jiang's intention, next time I meet Empress Jiang, I will definitely seek justice for the King. He didn't die from illness, but was starved to death by your abandoned servants. By then, with my uproar, do you think you can still live a good life"

Chun Tao was so frightened that her face turned pale: "Wang... Your Highness, what does my future death have to do with you! These things are just from the kitchen. What I brought is whatever they had available. The old cook had some family matters and went on leave before. If Her Royal Highness is dissatisfied, I can call another old cook to cook and serve a new meal for Her Royal Highness!"

Chun Tao's words were as if treating her like an idiot. However, she was in a difficult situation now, trapped in this courtyard. If Chun Tao was pushed too far, even a rabbit would bite, let alone someone as petty and opportunistic as her.

She let out a light cough and instructed Chun Tao, "Since you could call the other grandmothers to cook, have her make two bowls of minced pork and pumpkin porridge, freshly steamed buns, and pickled plums will do."

Chun Tao now fears Qing Xuan's accusation to the Jiang Fei that she starved the King to death. Even though Chun Tao is furious, she can only follow Qing Xuan's instructions for now!

Chun Tao: "I'm going right now!"

Just as Chun Tao was about to turn and leave, Qing Xuan called her back again.

“These bedsheets were changed by the Prince. Please instruct the servants to wash them thoroughly. When he comes back later, bring three fresh sets of bedsheets. From now on, all the Prince's soiled bedsheets must be cleaned every day.”

"Three sets" Chun Tao widened her eyes in surprise, looking quite impatient. "Your Highness, given the Duke's current state, it's really not necessary to go through all this trouble."

Qingxuan let out a low growl: “Be bold! Now I am the Wangye's wife, no matter his current situation, I must take care of him. If you are unwilling to change, then in time I will naturally tell the Jiangfei about your refusal to help the Wangye with cleaning and changing the bedsheets!”

When Chuntao heard this threat, she instantly chose to compromise. In the end, she held her nose and picked up the bedsheets that Nangong Ye had dirtied, quickly leaving the room.

Worried that Nangong Ye might starve, Chun Tao brought breakfast again within half an hour.

Since Chun Tao left just now, she has been cleaning the courtyard. She will be living here for a long time in the future. The maids are unwilling to come into the courtyard, so she can only clean it herself.

Qingxuan swept the fallen leaves on the ground into a pile and cleaned the chessboard on the stone table.

After doing all of that, Chun Tao's voice rang out at the door.

"Your Majesty, your breakfast and the bed sheets you requested are ready."

She put down the rag in her hand, drew a basin of cool water from the well and washed her hands. By the time she reached the courtyard gate, Chun Tao who had brought breakfast and the maidservant who had carried the bed linens were nowhere to be seen.

A trace of gloom flashed in Qingxuan's eyes.

She ordered Chun Tao to take away the sheets that Nan Gong Ye had soiled every day and wash them. Chun Tao was already unwilling, and now she feared there were more tasks waiting for her. So, she simply dropped the things off without a word and avoided eye contact.

But that's okay.

Qing Xuan's lips curled up slightly.

Worried that the sheets would get dusty if left on the floor for too long, she first brought them into the house before coming back to have breakfast.

However, as she carried the breakfast and prepared to enter the room, a low voice emerged from inside, belonging to Nangong Ye.

Nan Gong Ye: “Don't come in!”

This sound sounded painful and hopeless.

Next, a stench wafted out of the room.e Dragon Throne.If this were to happen to an emperor who had no ambition and was nearing the end of his life, perhaps it would be a cause for comfort.But now the emperor of Chen Guo is not yet old. He...