Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

"It's ready and has been sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Qingfeng replied respectfully, reaching out to take out a letter from his arms and handing it to Yan Jingshuo.

Master, this is the letter that the princess asked me to pass on to you."

Yan Jingshuo took the letter and opened it, and what caught his eyes was the small handwriting in a dog-crawling style:

My Lord, your poison has been cured. From now on, we will go our separate ways and you are not allowed to come to see me again.

Signed below is Chu Xi.

Yan Jingshuo looked at these words and was stunned. Is Xier going to break up with him?

Qingfeng didn't understand why the prince, who was always calm and controlled, would react so strongly.

Yan Jingshuo held the letter in his hand for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. This was indeed Chu Xi's handwriting, and he had seen her write countless times.

Why did she say such a thing?

Does she not want him anymore?

"Your Majesty?"

"Qingfeng, prepare your horse"

"Yes"

Yan Jingshuo was riding a horse back to the city, but halfway through his journey he was stopped by Fu, the steward beside the emperor.

"Xu..."

Yan Jingshuo stopped his horse and looked coldly at Mr. Fu who was blocking his way.

"Eunuch Fu, what are you doing?"

"Seventh Prince, His Majesty has an important matter and would like to summon you to the palace."

Eunuch Fu's legs were shaking, and he spoke to Yan Jingshuo tremblingly. Damn, I was so scared that I actually stopped the horse of the killer god. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat and almost lost my life.

"No"

"Seventh Prince, His Majesty has been feeling unwell recently and is eager to see you. Please follow me into the palace."

"Eunuch Fu, please move aside. If you feel unwell, go find the imperial physician. Why are you looking for me?"

"Seventh Prince, I kneel before you. Please go into the palace and see His Majesty."

After Eunuch Fu finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Yan Jingshuo, and the servants behind him followed suit and knelt on the ground.

"Eunuch Fu, why do you have to do this?"

"Seventh Prince, please, I kowtow to you..."

Eunuch Fu looked sad. He was always by the emperor's side, and he was the only one who knew that his majesty really loved the Seventh Prince. After saying this, Eunuch Fu was about to kowtow to the ground.

"Okay, Eunuch Fu, I'll go now..."

There was an unclear flicker in Yan Jingshuo's eyes, but he knew that something must have happened in the palace, otherwise Eunuch Fu would not be kneeling down to beg him like this.

When Eunuch Fu stood up, Yan Jingshuo rode past him and headed straight for the imperial palace.

Inside the palace bedroom, Emperor Yan Dongli was lying on his side on the couch, coughing violently, occasionally coughing up black blood.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Empress Sun looked at the emperor's increasingly thin face and asked with concern. She couldn't help but worry about the emperor's coughing.

"Your Majesty, drink the medicine. This may make you feel better."

As Empress Sun spoke, she took the medicine brought to her by the maid beside her, blew on it, and fed it to the emperor.

The emperor did not open his mouth, but raised his hand and waved.

"Queen, please take it away. I don't want to drink..."

"Your Majesty, you can't do that. The imperial physician said that drinking it will make you feel much better..."

A trace of disgust flashed across Empress Sun's eyes, but she quickly returned to her gentle appearance as before, and coaxed the emperor to take medicine with a face full of worry.

"Is Shuoer here?"

The emperor turned his head and looked towards the door of the bedroom. His body was motionless, but he was breathing heavily.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. We have already sent Eunuch Fu to the military camp to invite him. He should be on his way now."

"Well, Queen, you have worked hard. You should go back and rest early. Don't get tired."

"How can this be? Your Majesty is not well yet. We are husband and wife. It is my duty to take care of you. Your Majesty, please don't chase me away again."

Empress Sun spoke virtuously, reaching out to hold the emperor's hand, looking at the emperor affectionately with her eyes.

"Queen...you have really worked hard over the years."

"Your Majesty, please don't say anything. These are all my duties. Your Majesty, please stop talking and take a good rest."

"it is good……"

At this time, a young eunuch rushed into the hall and knelt down.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... The Seventh Prince requests an audience."

"Quick...quick...call him into the palace."

The emperor spoke with trembling hands, his face full of excitement, and because his body movements were so large, he started coughing violently again.

"Cough cough...cough cough...cough cough..."

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Empress Sun quickly patted his back to calm him down.

Yan Jingshuo walked into the hall and heard a cough. He was wearing a white robe with dark blue patterns on the sleeves and collar. He had a cool temperament and stood upright ten meters away from the dragon bed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Yan Jingshuo saluted respectfully.

"Shuo'er is here. You should have a good talk with His Majesty. Your mother will leave first."

Empress Sun stood up tactfully and walked out. When she passed by Yan Jingshuo, she stopped and looked up at him.

"Shuo'er, your father is ill. You must talk to him properly later and don't get angry with him anymore."

Yan Jingshuo didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

After Empress Sun walked out of the palace, her face became completely gloomy.

"Shuo'er..."

Emperor Yan Dongli leaned against the bed and softly called Yan Jingshuo.

Yan Jingshuo looked at the man on the bed with a little surprise. He didn't expect that he would be so seriously ill. His eyes were cloudy and his expression was tired. He was looking at him pitifully. He couldn't help but said with concern:

"How could he be so seriously ill? Have you called the imperial physician to see him?"

"Shuo'er, I'm fine. The imperial physician said it's an old illness and can't be cured..."

"Shuo'er, I know you've been blaming me, blaming me for letting your mother suffer so much, blaming me for not caring enough about you, and causing you and your mother to suffer. But, I don't want to..."

"It's all in the past, so don't mention it anymore... If you called me here just to hear your confession, then there's no need."

Yan Jingshuo interrupted the emperor. He didn't want to listen to this nonsense. If it was when he was a child, he might be moved a little, but it seemed a little ridiculous now.

The imperial family is the most ruthless, and feelings are nothing but the cheapest thing.

“Cough cough cough…Shuo’er…”

The emperor took out a fine jade pendant from under his pillow and handed it to Yan Jingshuo.

"This is the jade pendant that your mother always carried with her when she was alive. I am returning it to you... It may be able to tell you more about your mother."

Yan Jingshuo took the jade pendant and saw the word "Yun" engraved on it, which was his mother's name.

Yan Jingshuo's eyes were slightly red, but he just held the jade pendant tightly in his hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

Emperor Yan Dongli couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of black blood, his eyes turned black and he passed out.

"Someone, call the imperial physician..."

Yan Jingshuo was startled and shouted towards the door.

Soon, the imperial physician came in with a medicine box and took the emperor's pulse.

"How are you doing, imperial doctor?"

The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead while taking the emperor's pulse.

"Replying to the Seventh Prince, His Majesty was overworked and became depressed and passed out."

Doctor Wang said with a trembling voice.

"Doctor Wang, if you want your head to be removed, just tell a lie..."

"This, this, this... Your Majesty, judging from the pulse, Your Majesty is indeed overworked and depressed, which led to coughing up blood. There are no other symptoms."

"Really? Then why is the coughed up blood black?"

Yan Jingshuo obviously didn't believe it. It seemed that this group of people couldn't wait any longer and actually used such despicable means.

"This... I am not well-trained and cannot explain this reason."

"Okay, back off."

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning."

Doctor Wang retreated quickly, fearing that if he was a second late, this killer would chop off his head on the spot.

"Eunuch Fu"

"The old slave is here..."

Eunuch Fu quickly stepped forward and responded in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, when did this situation begin?"