innocent palace maid (you) x the unloved cold palace Prince x the unruly prince

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Pathological obsession (NPH, compulsion) (original name: "Blackened Pathological Collection") - The unloved prince in the cold palace × the innocent little palace maid × the unruly and crazy criticizing prince (1/2)

You are a little palace maid in the cold palace. You were assigned to work here because you are dull and not smart enough to work.
The little prince who lived here was the son of the late emperor's favorite concubine. Unfortunately, after the late emperor's death, the queen mother did not want to see their mother and son. The seriously ill dowager passed away and the child she gave birth to was also thrown into the cold palace to fend for herself.
However, the little prince grew up. She is so beautiful, just like the gods in the sky, the face of the exquisitely carved little man always has a cold expression. Others ignore him. You are the stupid one who insists on getting close to others because they are good-looking. The little prince doesn't It doesn't matter if he cares about you. He keeps chattering to the side every day, saying that
you pity him. He has been weak since he was a child, and he was harshly treated by the palace people. He couldn't stand it, so he went to those people to argue. In the end, he was scolded back, and he hid in the corner and cried aggrievedly. That was The first thing the little prince said to you was that
he walked up to you. He was obviously half a head shorter than you but was very oppressive. You stared blankly at his eyelashes with big tears hanging on them,
"You're so stupid." "The little prince's voice was as exquisite and clear as a jade stone.
You looked at the handkerchief he handed over and cried more aggrievedly, as if you had a little beast supporting you. Both of your parents died when you were young. You have learned to serve others since you can remember. You have suffered countless grievances. The little prince is the first person who cares about you. You are determined to be good to the little prince all your life. No one can bully him.
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“Hey, Chuntao!” Sister Xianglan from the Weaving Department saw you and stopped you quickly: “What are you going to do in such a hurry? I haven’t seen you in a while. "
Fifteen-year-old Chuntao has grown into a big girl. She is not as round and cute as she was when she was a child. She is like a willow leaf with its branches cut off. It is beautiful and lovely when it comes out. But this girl is born to be beautiful but not aware of it, and she has caused many unknown romantic debts.
"Sister Xianglan, the little prince is cold, I have to go get the medicine quickly."
"Okay, okay, go, go... oh, slow down." Run away!" The little girl was worried. If she kept pestering her, she might cry.
Doctor Chen, the foreman, looked at you running over in a hurry and pressed his sleeves calmly,
"Mr. Imperial Physician, I want to write down medicine for wind and cold."
"It's a bad luck, girl. It's gone."
"No more! How could it not be there?"
"The weather has suddenly cooled down recently, and many people in the palace have contracted wind and cold. The medicine office of the imperial hospital Use whatever is left."
"Ah, what should I do?" The little prince's illness can't wait long. How can he get better without taking medicine?
You thought worriedly, but you didn't see the greedy look in Dr. Chen's eyes. This little prince couldn't wait long. The girl’s babies are becoming more and more attractive. In a few years, there will probably be few empresses in the harem who are so stunning. Taking advantage of her young age and weak mind, she might be able to get a piece of the pie.
"Miss Chun Tao," Doctor Chen said as he spoke. As he stood up and walked towards you, you were so immersed in your thoughts that you didn't realize that the distance between the two of you was getting closer and closer: "I have a way."
"What way?" When you came back to your senses, you realized that the man was too close to you. Your expression was so frightened that you were suddenly startled. When you realized it, you quickly pushed the man away. Unexpectedly, he grabbed your hand and refused to let go.
"What are you going to do!"
"Chuntao, don't you want the cold medicine? Chuntao..."
"Let go... " Let go, let go!" You pushed him away with all your strength, turned around and ran out, as if there was a savage beast chasing you. You ran into a garden in a panic. When you turned around, you realized that you were lost.
You calmed down and shed tears of grievance. In his eyes, he slowly groped back and saw a handsome figure at the door of Leng Palace from a long distance away. His lips were a little white due to the cold wind, and he stared at you with a sinister expression, like an underage wild lion. But you know that your little prince just misses you and is asking you why you came back so late. After all, you are his only friend.
"What are you going to do?"
The voice of the boy who is almost sixteen has lost the tenderness of his childhood and has become A little mute, he looked at the girl in front of him. She was as alluring as an unweaned lamb. She was living cautiously in a cannibalistic place like the palace.
"I'm going to get you cold medicine."
"Where's the medicine?"
"I didn't get it."
"..."
You didn't want the boy to see traces of your crying, so you lowered your head and naturally missed Gao Huan's distressed look.
"I knew you couldn't get it. Come in quickly. It's so windy outside." "I'm not good, you're infected again."
The palace is cold and dilapidated. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has been deducting supplies here all year round. The only thick quilt is forcefully given to you by the young man. The temperature at night is cold and cold, and the wind is biting. Thin clothes are simply not enough to keep out the cold. No matter how strong the body is, it cannot hold up, let alone a young boy who has been weak since childhood.
"Ahem..." Gao Heng suddenly coughed vigorously, and his thin waist was shaking violently. Curling up,
you quickly went up to check, but the boy waved his arms and pushed him away. Gao Heng used his sleeves to cover his face and avoided it. He was afraid that you would cry if you got a little bit of it
. The little prince's body has been weak since he was a child. I often had fevers when I was a child. This time the cold was so severe that I couldn't help without medicine. But the imperial doctor really had bad intentions. Sister Xianglan was also soft-spoken. You, a little maid in the cold palace, really had no choice. After
a while, little prince. Unable to bear the discomfort, you fell into a deep sleep, still holding your little hand tightly. You looked at the little prince's pale face and tears fell down in big drops. You didn't want to disturb the boy who had finally rested. , you gently pulled out your hand, ran out of the cold palace, hid behind the grass, and crouched in a ball with a small figure crying there.
The prince who was greeting the Queen Mother in Jingren Palace shook off the dark clouds around him as soon as he left the palace. Servant, I ran away specially. Even if my father comes today, I don’t want him to study.
Prince Gao Chengye is the emperor's only son. He has been named prince since he was a child. The emperor has high hopes for him. Unexpectedly, the prince turns out to be a demon king. What he doesn't like the most is studying. As he is the only son of the emperor, there is really nothing he can do about him.
The prince was walking around freely. He didn't know where he entered without paying attention. He saw a small milk-green dumpling huddled there, sobbing.
The prince took a gentle step and walked slowly behind you. Hearing the little Tuanzi sobbed and muttered brokenly. He couldn't hear clearly. He could only vaguely make out the words "Fenghan Cure". It seemed that the master was sick, but there was no medicine to cure the disease.
"Hey, little palace maid" the prince raised his foot and kicked Lu. Tuanzi's little butt, you turned around in an instant, your eyes were as red as the little rabbit he raised before. Gao Chengye instantly felt thirsty, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and his body was filled with boundless heat.
You looked at the young master in brilliant clothes in front of you. You had grown up in the cold palace and had no idea that the person in front of you was actually the prince. You only knew that he was a master, so you bowed obediently and
the young man looked at you even more strangely,
"You want Typhoid medicine?" Gao Chengye cleared his throat and asked.
You quickly raised your head excitedly: "Yes! Do you have it?"
"Of course I have it, but what do you want in exchange for it?"
"I can give you money. "
"I'm not short of money." The young man looked at your troubled and anxious look, and his inner emotions continued to ferment. He picked up the girl's white cheeks with his delicate and slender hands, and swept them carefully as if looking at a precious treasure. "But it doesn't matter, I'm in a good mood today. Come with me and I'll take you to get the medicine .
" The young man held your rough hand and held it tightly, not allowing you to struggle at all
. You only need to pay a small price."
The innocent girl thought she had met a kind god, and was led by the young man step by step towards her own hell.
You were led by the young man to an exquisite palace, and a group of people surrounded you. In the middle, you saw the young man confessing a few words to the nanny beside him, and then he let go of your hand, and you were taken down by a group of people.
They took you to a side hall, where everything was extremely exquisite and luxurious. The leading nun said a lot of words that you didn't understand. She asked you to be obedient and sensible, serve the prince well, and do your duty as a teacher to the palace maids.
They took off your clothes and cleaned them from head to toe. Whenever you thought awkwardly, When you want to resist, all you can think of is how uncomfortable the little prince is. You can do anything for the little prince to get better.

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