Until he left for a long time, her tears still didn't stop, and they flowed more and more.
Although the maids heard her crying, under Chu Shaoyang's instructions, no one came in to disturb her.
Because the prince said before leaving that the princess wanted to be alone. If anyone disturbed the princess's rest, the prince would be very, very unhappy.
None of the girls in the mansion dared to displease the prince.
"Why? What did I do wrong? Why do you hate me so much?"
"Why? How am I inferior to her? Why are you so devoted to her, but so dismissive of me?"
"My lord, tell me, why?"
She lay on the ground and cried out sadly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.
She was in so much pain that her heart felt like it was about to burst. Thinking of Chu Shaoyang's words, it was like stabbing her with a knife, the pain was unbearable.
"Life is worse than death? My lord, do you know? I am now worse than life. If you treat me like this, I really wish I could die right away..." She was so sad that her tears fell in big drops, soaking wet. The skirt is off.
If Chu Shaoyang could see this scene, he would never suspect that she was acting.
It's a pity that Chu Shaoyang can't see him. He has already left far away and cannot be heard or seen.
"You want to die?"
Suddenly, a clear and cold voice rang.
"My lord, you are back..." Shen Ning's cry stopped abruptly, and she turned around in surprise and joy.
Her voice was stuck in her throat, and her face was full of disappointment.
Because the person who appeared at the door of her room was not Chu Shaoyang at all, but a young man wearing coarse linen clothes. He had a delicate appearance and an otherworldly look, looking at her as if he were watching a play.
That kind of expression of staying away and watching the excitement made her suddenly feel hateful.
But she lowered her eyelids and cried, "Master!"
"Master?" Gu Qingze looked at her with a strange expression and raised his eyebrows: "I cannot afford to be called a princess."
She looked up at him in confusion: "Master, are you angry with your apprentice? I just woke up at that time, and I didn't recognize you for a moment, master. Are you angry with your apprentice because of this? So even Disciple, you don’t recognize me anymore?” She bit her lip, looking aggrieved.
Gu Qingze walked in slowly, stepped over the red wedding dress that was lying on the ground, walked up to her, and bent down to look at her.
She suddenly realized that she was only wearing close-fitting clothes, her face turned red, and she hurriedly put on the coat that Chu Shaoyang had left behind, and shouted again:
"master!"
She was already very dissatisfied in her tone. Even though he was her master, he was still a man and an outsider after all. It was always unreasonable for him to enter her boudoir without any scruples.
But thinking that her face could be restored to its original state, thanks to his miraculous medical skills, she suppressed her anger and did not have an attack.
However, Gu Qingze didn't look at her body at all. His eyes kept falling on her face, not ignoring any part of her face.
She blushed even more when he saw her.
"Master, you... why are you looking at your disciple like this? But his face is not healed yet?" She touched her cheek worriedly and reached for the mirror.
"No, your face is very good. It's completely healed. It's exactly the same as you were before."