Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

"What if she chooses to stay here?"

Nangong Yu's eyes flickered slightly, he knew Yan Jingshuo understood what he meant.

"As I said before, wherever she is, I am there. She is my root."

"Haha...you really are...quite infatuated."

"You don't do the same."

Yan Jingshuo turned his head to look at him, with a slight twitch of his lips.

"At the end of the day, we're both the same... craving warmth."

Nangong Yu smiled with relief. To put it bluntly, Xiao Xixi was their life-saving straw, and both of them wanted to hold on to her desperately.

At night, the two of them sat in silence, watching over the people in the house silently.

Sun Yuqiong covered her injured arm and returned to Yanyue Palace.

"Disciple greets Master..."

Sun Yuqiong knelt on the ground and saluted towards Sikong Shu above her.

Sikong Shu looked at her injured arm, her delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, revealing a bit of displeasure.

"Qiong'er, what's going on? Are you still injured?"

"Master, my injury is not a problem. I rushed back here because I have something to tell you."

Sun Yuqiong was kneeling on the ground. Her lips were pale due to her injury and blood was oozing out of the wound on her shoulder, staining most of her clothes.

"what's up?"

Sikong Shu supported her head with one hand and looked at her sideways.

"Master, I suspect that this little girl really has the ability to detoxify..."

"The Fire Cloud Bracelet is in her hand. She must have the ability to detoxify."

Sikong Shu spoke disapprovingly, because she had known about this for a long time, and if she had the chance she would definitely snatch the bracelet from the girl's hand.

It would not be her style if she, Sikong Shu, did not take such a treasure for herself.

"No, Master, I mean that she has the ability to remove the poison from Shangguan Yun..."

Sun Yuqiong's voice was tinged with anxiety.

"What? How is this possible?"

Sikong Shu was originally leaning lazily in her seat, but when she heard Sun Yuqiong's words, she immediately straightened up and looked at Sun Yuqiong, who was kneeling below, with disbelief in her phoenix eyes.

"I think it's true."

"What do you think? What evidence do you have to prove your guess?"

Sikong Shu's voice became a little colder. What she wanted was accurate information, not so many assumptions.

"Master, the poison on Shangguan Yun's son must have been cured, because tonight he blocked all of our arrows by himself and even shot them back.

With this level of skill, he can really compete with the head of the Yiyue clan..."

When Sun Yuqiong said this, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Sikong Shu's expression.

"All blocked?"

"Yes"

"Just him alone?"

"Yes, it's just him. I guess if his poison hadn't been cured, his martial arts wouldn't have progressed so quickly. This guy's strength is terrifying."

Sun Yuqiong still feels scared when she thinks of the stone that Yan Jingshuo just shot at her at such a fast speed.

If she wasn't far away and hadn't had her subordinates shooting arrows to cover her, I'm afraid he wouldn't have let her go so easily.

"Did you see this with your own eyes?"

Sikong Shu asked again uncertainly, because she really couldn't believe it was true.

"Um"

Sun Yuqiong nodded in affirmation.

"If that's true, then it's possible to cure the poison... hehe... it seems this little girl still has some skills."

Sikong Shu's eyes gradually became filled with madness, and her expression became extremely excited. She really wanted to meet this girl right now and see what her real abilities were.

"Then... Master, what should we do next?"

Sun Yuqiong looked up at Sikong Shu and found that she showed no signs of being angry.

"Go down and bandage the wound first. Let me think about it..."

Sikong Shu spoke calmly and waved towards Sun Yuqiong, signaling her to leave first.

"Yes, then I will take my leave first."

Prince Jing's Palace

In the study, Xue Ye handed the small porcelain bottle that Sikong Shu threw to him to Huang Jing.

"So fast?"

Huang Jing looked at the small black bottle on the table and exclaimed in surprise.

"Um"

Xue Ye nodded slightly.

"So what did she say?"

"no"

Huang Jing raised his head and glanced at Xue Ye, who was holding the sword coldly, and saw that he was motionless again.

"Anything else?"

Xue Ye was silent for a while before he spoke: "Prince Jing, what do you want this medicine for?"

"Don't bother with this, just go and do your thing first."

Huang Jing put away the small black porcelain bottle on the table and looked away guiltily.

"Please be cautious, Your Majesty."

Xue Ye left after saying this.

Huang Jing sighed as he watched Xue Ye walk out of the study. His son was obsessed with martial arts and had forgotten everything except the justice in his heart.

I don’t even know whether this is good or bad?

Just as Huang Xiaoya was about to knock on the study door, Xue Ye pushed the door open and walked out.

"elder brother……"

Huang Xiaoya cried out timidly.

Xue Ye looked at her expressionlessly, and finally walked past her without saying anything.

Huang Xiaoya just looked at Xue Ye's leaving back, curled her lips helplessly, and then stepped into the study.

"My child has seen my mother..."

Huang Xiaoya bowed respectfully towards Huang Jing.

"Xiaoya, you're here. How's your study going lately?"

Huang Jing looked at her youngest daughter with tender eyes. She was the one she was most satisfied with among all the children she had. She was smart and clever since she was young, and most importantly, she was ambitious.

"It's OK. I've learned most of the basics."

"Well, don't rush into your studies. If you have any questions, be sure to ask your teacher humbly."

"Yes, mother, I understand." Huang Xiaoya nodded obediently, then raised her head and asked, "I wonder why mother called me here at this moment?"

"I must have something to ask of you..."

Huang Jing put down the brush in his hand and sighed heavily.

"Why is mother sighing?"

Huang Xiaoya took two steps closer and looked at Huang Jing with a worried expression.

"Ya'er, you know that the situation in the dynasty has quietly changed. The return of Huang Junwan and her daughter will mean that we will have no chance of becoming emperor..."

Huang Jing's face became melancholy. If she had known this earlier, she would have used the same trick again and directly poisoned Huang Lan and sent her to the west.

But he was soft-hearted. Seeing that his sister was alone and would not live for many years, he chose not to do anything to her.

I didn’t expect that the little girl who had been missing for more than ten years actually came back alive. Didn’t the killer who was sent out at the beginning say that he saw her die with his own eyes?

Why was he able to come back alive and well?

When Huang Lan thought about this, his brows frowned even more.

"Mother, there is no need to worry. Most of the officials in the court are on our side. They have just returned and are not that threatening to us."

"That being said, you have witnessed your sister's methods at the banquet. I'm afraid she is not someone who can be easily controlled."

Huang Jing glanced at Huang Xiaoya and continued slowly: "And we don't know what kind of person her daughter is. Will she pose a threat to us?"

"So mother called me here because...?"