Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

At this time, Huang Junwan hurried in and was relieved to see Chu Feng was safe and sound.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Wan'er, I'm fine."

"As long as it's okay...it's okay as long as it's okay..."

Huang Junwan checked Chu Feng from head to toe, and only felt relieved when she saw that he was not injured.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for rescuing our master..." Huang Junwan turned her head and expressed gratitude to Yan Jingshuo.

"You are too polite, ma'am. It's just a small favor. We will be a family in the future. Xi'er's parents are my parents."

Yan Jingshuo nodded slightly, then took Chu Xi's hand and looked sideways at her.

Huang Junwan looked at the two people who were looking at each other and laughed: "Well... my son-in-law is really good at talking. Since there is nothing else, let's go back and rest first."

After Huang Junwan finished speaking, she took Chu Feng’s hand and was about to walk out.

"Mom, I'm afraid this won't work." Chu Xi hurriedly stopped her.

"What's going on?"

Huang Junwan stopped in confusion, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

"Mother, the fish hasn't officially taken the bait yet, so Father can't be exposed yet."

"What should I do?"

"I can only inconvenience you and Dad for now."

Upon hearing this, Huang Junwan and Chu Feng looked at each other helplessly. A quarter of an hour later, Yan Jingshuo left with Chu Feng as he had done when he came, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears.

Inside the Dark Night Pavilion, Yan Dongli was anxiously walking around the room with his hands behind his back, while Ying Yi was standing quietly beside him.

"Yingyi, where is your master? I want to see that unfilial son..."

Yan Dongli was so angry that he slammed the table. As soon as he arrived at this damn place, he locked him in the house and sent people to monitor him. What a filial son.

It makes him so angry.

He wanted to find his Yun'er, why didn't he see Yun'er here?

"Your Majesty, the master has gone to the royal family." Ying Yi responded respectfully.

"He's been gone for so long. Doesn't that brat take his father seriously? Huh?"

Yan Dongli was so angry that he started cursing and completely lost the composure of an emperor.

At this time, Yan Jingshuo pushed the door open. Seeing this, Yan Dongli immediately retracted his angry expression and went to greet him.

"Shuo'er, you're back, take me to see your mother quickly..."

Yan Dongli said this and walked towards the door, but was stopped by Ying Yi just as he reached the door. Seeing this, Yan Dongli immediately became unhappy.

"Shuo'er, what do you mean by having someone stop me? Do you still want to imprison your father?"

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't be here."

Yan Jingshuo repeated his previous words expressionlessly, then sat down gracefully on a stool beside him.

"Shuo'er, what you said is too much. What do you mean I shouldn't come here? I came here to find your mother, not you."

Yan Dongli turned around and walked quickly to Yan Jingshuo to question him.

"If you come here rashly like this, mother won't see you."

"why?"

When Yan Dongli heard this, his heart felt as if it had sunk into an ice cellar and his whole body went stiff.

"I don't know why either. I think you should know the reason better than me, Father."

Yan Jingshuo looked up at Yan Dongli who was standing in front of him, only to see him standing there in a daze with an extremely complicated expression.

"I...After all these years, she still won't forgive me?"

Yan Dongli was silent for a while, then let out a helpless sigh.

"This is a matter between you and mother. I have no right to interfere. But mother really won't see you now. I will find a suitable time to arrange for you to meet after some time."

"When was that?"

"I'm not sure yet. You just stay here and I'll find a way." Yan Jingshuo said and got up and left.

In the early morning, news came from the palace that His Royal Highness Zhang Sun was dying. The palace was lit all night long, and imperial doctors kept coming in and out to see His Royal Highness Zhang Sun.

Prince Jing was extremely excited upon hearing the news. He then tore off a jade pendant from his body and handed it to his men, asking them to deliver it to General Ye.

When Prince Jing arrived at the palace, she heard crying sounds coming from the bedroom from afar, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Is this not okay?

It would be better to hold on a little longer, otherwise her army would arrive and she would have to waste time dealing with them.

Prince Jing adjusted his emotions before entering Chu Xi's bedroom. As soon as he entered, he saw his imperial sister and Huang Junwan lying on the bed and crying bitterly.

"Grandson, my good grandson, why did you leave like this? What should we do?"

"Xi'er, Xi'er, you can't die, hurry up and get up to see mother."

Huang Junwan was crying and trying to pull Chu Xi away, looking a little crazy, but fortunately she was stopped by her aunt and palace maid.

"Your Majesty, I am honored to meet you. I wonder how His Royal Highness Changsun is doing now?" Prince Jing walked closer and saluted Huang Lan.

"Imperial sister, you are here. My grandson has already... has already..."

Huang Lan wiped her tears and looked at Prince Jing. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked extremely tired. She was choked with sobs and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

King Jing glanced at Chu Xi who was lying on the bed, and then said solemnly: "The dead cannot be resurrected, Your Majesty, please accept my condolences."

"But but...what should we do with this huge dynasty?" Huang Lan looked sad.

"Your Majesty is in good health. It would be a bit long-term to worry about this now. Besides, Wan'er is still here. Your Majesty does not need to worry too much." Huang Jing hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

"Alas... my grandson, my dear grandson, how can he be gone just like that?"

"Your Majesty, your health is at stake. You have been up all night, so let me help you go back and rest."

It was still dark at this time, and Prince Jing helped Huang Lan back to the Yangxin Palace.

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear sister. You can go back and rest for a while before dawn."

With the help of Prince Jing, Huang Lan dragged his elderly body and slowly sat down on the chair.

Just at this moment, a flare was lit in the sky. Prince Jing looked at the fireworks blooming outside the palace and instantly laughed.

Similarly, Huang Lan, who was sitting on a chair, also noticed the signal. His eyelids twitched and his expression turned ugly.

"Sister, guess what that flare is used for?"

Huang Jing had a ferocious smile on her face as she approached Huang Lan step by step. At this time, there were only the two of them left in the hall and the palace servants had already retreated.

"How dare you, Imperial Sister, what do you want to do?"

Huang Lan slowly leaned back in his chair and scolded Prince Jing with a cold face.

"Sister, guess what I want to do?"

Huang Jing leaned over and gently stroked the side of Huang Lan's face with her fingertips. The matte touch of her fingertips made Huang Lan tremble uncontrollably.

"How dare you! Are you trying to commit a crime?"

Huang Lan forced himself to stand up, frowned and scolded again.

"Hehe... Sister, do you know that what I hate most is that you always act so superior and always lecture me and control me in the tone of an elder?"

Huang Jing suddenly stood up and stopped looking at Huang Lan. She turned her back and continued, "Sister Huang, do you know? I have had the urge to poison you countless times over the years, but in the end I didn't have the heart to do it because you are the one closest to me."