Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

"I saw that Your Majesty was distracted and feared something might happen, so I stepped forward to pay my respects and to observe from the side. Who knew...

It seemed as if His Majesty had been startled, or perhaps his feet were slippery. Before I could get close, I saw His Majesty stagger and actually… actually fall into the pool!

"My soul was utterly shattered! Without a second thought, I wanted to jump in to save you! But I've never been a swimmer, so I only stumbled a few times by the edge of the pond, staining my clothes. But... I could only watch helplessly as Your Majesty... My heart aches!"

"Immediately called for the guards to help. Fortunately, the palace responded quickly and rescued His Majesty in time. However..."

He paused at the perfect moment, a look of deep sorrow on his face. "I am not a good swimmer and was unable to offer assistance in time. I truly failed the Emperor's grace."

Chu Rui's words were sincere and his logic seemed rigorous. He cleared himself of all charges and made himself look like a loyal minister who was concerned about his emperor.

Lin Ci listened quietly, his face still showing an unfathomable calmness, and no one could peek into the thoughts surging underneath.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Chu Rui's seemingly sad and regretful face.

Chu Rui's scalp tingled when he looked at him, and cold sweat almost broke out on his back, but he forced himself to maintain a calm expression.

However, Lin Ci'an didn't get angry immediately, nor did he pursue the matter further. He simply nodded very calmly, almost imperceptibly, his voice steady and emotionless:

"Your Highness is frightened. As Your Majesty is not seriously injured, we can discuss this matter later."

He neither said he believed nor he said he did not believe.

Lin Ci'an stopped looking at Chu Rui and turned his gaze to Chu Ziyu, who was still sleeping on the couch, with deep eyes.

(No rush.)

He thought coldly in his heart.

(Was it an accident, was it man-made, or... was it really caused by me?)

(Wait till you wake up.)

(Wait for you to tell me in person.)

(All will be clear then.)

He has plenty of time and patience to wait for a definite answer.

Before that, all those involved in this matter are still on the interrogation list, and no one can escape.

Lin Ci'an sat upright in the chair, his eyes seemingly fixed on the sleeping Chu Ziyu, but actually he was deep in his consciousness.

The consciousness of the dominant personality was like a trapped beast, madly crashing against the barrier with unprecedented anxiety and possessiveness.

(What have you done to him?! If anything were to happen to him...)

(Shut up! He's mine, and this body is mine too.)

The words blurted out made the secondary personality realize something.

The fierce clash of two completely opposite ideas made Lin Ci'an's knuckles on the armrest tense and his temples throbbed.

He stood up abruptly.

"Take good care of him."

He turned abruptly and strode out of the bedroom, as if fleeing from something that could burn away his sanity.

Silence returned to the palace, with only a few palace servants standing guard with bated breath.

I don't know how much time passed before I heard a slight movement on the couch.

Chu Ziyu's eyelashes trembled violently and he slowly opened his eyes.

A suppressed sigh of relief suddenly sounded all around.

But soon, everyone realized that something was wrong.

His Majesty repelled everyone's approach and curled himself into a smaller ball, as if that would make him safer.

The palace servants were helpless and panicked, so they had to quickly send someone to report to the Regent.

Lin Ci'an went and came back, his steps still steady, but there was a trace of restlessness and coldness between his brows.

He pushed open the door and saw this scene.

Those clear eyes that always contained cowardice, forbearance, or occasionally flashed a hint of stubbornness.

But at this moment, it seems to be covered with a layer of fog that will never dissipate, empty, confused, and even with a childlike ignorance and... fear.

Lin Ci'an was walking towards him step by step, his face gloomy, ready to meet a look of resentment, fear, or a numb look of trying to hold on.

however--

Chu Ziyu's body suddenly trembled violently. He seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. He curled up suddenly and tried to retreat backwards, making a broken whimper like a small animal in his throat.

"Don't... don't come over here... it hurts..."

His voice was hoarse and weak, full of fear.

Lin Ci'an's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Upon hearing that His Majesty had woken up, Doctor Liu rushed over and tried to comfort him: "Your Majesty, you are awake? How do you feel? We..."

"Go away!"

Chu Ziyu seemed to have his reverse scale touched, and he suddenly shook off the imperial physician's hand, his movements filled with genuine panic.

But his gaze never left Lin Ci'an, and the fear in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"……Owner."

"……cold……"