Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

If Princess Duanmu Minya left like this, her life would be lost. The prince never said to let the princess go back, but only told her to take good care of the princess.

What does this care mean?Up to now, Xiaolin still doesn't quite understand, is it really caring or monitoring?

But there is one thing she knows, that is, the prince is nervous about the princess. If he is not nervous about the princess, he will not take care of the princess himself all day and night, and he will clean the wound and change the dressing for the princess himself. It is hands-on.

This is the first time he has seen such a prince, if this is not nervous, then she doesn't know what is nervous.

So no matter what, she couldn't let the princess go back to her yard.

"No, you served very well, but this is the prince's bedroom after all, it's better for me to go back to my own courtyard, lest the prince wants to live in the study, you go and prepare."

Duanmu Minya looked at Xiao Lin who was kneeling in front of her, her tone was calm but full of firmness that could not be refuted by Xiao Lin, she gently wanted to help Xiao Lin up, but Xiao Lin refused to get up.

"The princess promises that the servant will not leave, and the servant will get up. Otherwise, princess, you will step on the servant's body."

Xiaolin looked deathly at home, still knelt in front of Duanmu Minya motionless, without any intention of giving way.

Hearing this, Duanmu Minya's eyebrows raised slightly, her calm expression sank, an invisible pressure shot out from her body instantly, and rushed straight to Xiaolin, making Xiaolin's whole body startled, she was stunned. He stopped, looking at Duanmu Minya with disbelief and unwillingness to believe.

Was the invisible coercion just now really issued by this gentle, dignified and calm princess?

This kind of coercion and domineering aura is not inferior to the prince at all. She has not felt the aura of the king from anyone yet.

But now she feels it in the princess who is beautiful and looks like a fairy descending to earth, so why not surprise her?

"If you don't prepare, then this princess will walk back by herself. No matter what, I must leave today, even if I don't want my life!"

After speaking, Duanmu Minya slowly supported the table next to her, propped up her weak body, and walked out slowly. The resolute expression on her face, as well as the usual indifference and coldness faintly revealed. However, Xiaolin was terrified.

The indifference on Duanmu Minya's face was not aimed at others, but at herself. She was determined to leave even if she didn't have this life, and she was indifferent to her own life, and didn't care.

This kind of Duanmu Minya made the seasoned Xiaolin feel at a loss. She didn't even care about her own life or death. What else could she do?