She curled her lips, but she didn't put her hand on the palm he extended towards her.
Seeing her clumsy appearance of wanting to get up by herself, Mu Yun suddenly had a smile in his eyes, he stepped forward, and forced her to get up.
Ping Yang turned his face away, accidentally saw the smile in his eyes, and suddenly became angry again, "Even you came to see my joke, didn't you?"
"His Royal Highness, forgive me."
Mu Yun let go of her hand, and immediately bowed to her to admit her mistake.
"snort!"
Ping Yang bit his lip, the annoyance on his face became more intense, he flung off his sleeves and limped forward. This fall made her a joke in the palace again.
Fortunately, all she suffered were skin injuries, which healed within a few days.
The second day after she recovered from her injury was her father's birthday banquet.
Emperor Jozhao knew that she had recently had a quarrel with Lord Taishi, so he ordered her to be seated at the same place as Mu Yun, and asked her to sit next to Mu Yun.
But in Pingyang's heart, there is a hundred reluctance.
When she eats, she doesn't pay attention to those etiquette at all, and she will stuff it into her mouth when she sees something delicious. Her loud chewing sounds kept ringing in Mu Yun's ears.
"You don't want to eat?"
Looking at the only piece of pastry on Mu Yun's dinner plate, she turned her head and asked him. There are still some oil stains on the edge of the mouth.
Mu Yun glanced at her, then lowered her head and turned back to her, "Your Highness, take it easy." He has always been like this, and the complicated etiquette in the palace is always done very well. When eating, his posture is even more elegant, and he stops his chopsticks after only a few mouthfuls.
Ping Yang knew that eating these few mouthfuls alone would not fill his stomach. But his tepid appearance was what made her most unhappy. She put down the chopsticks in her hand with a "bang", reached out to grab a piece of crystal elbow, and threw it into his dinner plate with a "snap".
"eat!"
Only one word came out of his mouth coldly, crisp and neat.
When the ministers at the birthday banquet saw this scene, their eyeballs were wide open, and they seemed to be quite frightened.
The faces of the emperor and empress also changed. Her Royal Highness, who was always very shy in front of Lord Tai Shi, seemed to be a different person today.
Looking at the oily crystal elbow on the dinner plate, Mu Yun still showed no signs of embarrassment. He said to the maid serving beside him: "Put away the crystal elbow given by Her Highness the Princess for me, and wait until the dinner is over." I will take it back to Fuchu to eat."
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."
Mu Yun turned around and saluted Pingyang.
Ping Yang, who was originally unhappy, saw that Mu Yun did not reject her this time, and put away the crystal elbow, and his sullen face finally cleared up a little.
After the Jokhang Emperor's birthday banquet, Pingyang's mood improved again.
Her short and chubby figure appeared in the corner of the palace wall at the end of the city again, a small head protruding from the corner, and every day accompanied by the sunlight, she sent Mu Yun out of the Imperial Academy.
Those female relatives in the palace are far away from Mu Yun again.
Pingyang has been chasing Muyun for so many years, but he still doesn't like him, and Emperor Jokhang is very angry. Although she was his favorite little princess, she couldn't allow her to spend all her thoughts on a man so unscrupulously.
Besides, he was a man who had rejected her countless times of love.
He called Pingyang to him, and threw her a sword, "I have never had such a useless princess in Jokha Kingdom, you either kill him, or never see him again!"
The blade was sharp, and Pingyang only felt a chill on the sides of her feet, and the biting cold made her dare not look directly at Emperor Jokhang's face.
She stared at the sword on the ground, her heart heaving violently one after another.
She squatted down, picked up the sword that was shining coldly with trembling hands, "Father, Yun Lang is your most important subject, why are you willing to let my son kill him?"
"In short, Father only gives you two choices." Emperor Jokhang's attitude was very firm. He had tolerated her for so many years, and that made her a joke in the harem and even in the court.
Holding the hilt of the sword in her hand, Ping Yang felt that the blood all over her body was congealed together, making her breathless.
If Mu Yun was killed, she would not be able to see him in the future. But if she was told not to visit him in the future, then he would definitely forget her soon.
Thinking that he would forget himself, Ping Yang felt so sad that he was about to suffocate to death. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com