After I traveled through the book, I became the favorite of the cold and indifferent prince.

After Zhao Shuhan left, Yan Qingwan sat in the chair in a daze for a while.

The palace maids brought up some cakes and other things, and she ate a little bit.

She had been waiting for His Majesty to summon her.

But after an hour, there was still no movement.

Yan Qingwan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Just as he was about to ask a palace servant to go out and investigate, he heard a sudden commotion in the camp.

Yan Qingwan suddenly stood up from his seat.

Then, Shi Yu opened the curtain and walked in, with a worried look on his face, he said: "Master, the emperor was injured and just sent back to the tent, and I heard..."

Yan Qingwan looked at her hesitant expression and asked, "What did you hear?"

Shi Yu glanced at her and lowered her head: "I heard that it was the Third Young Master who saved His Majesty. The Third Young Master was obviously seriously injured this time, and his body was covered in blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingwan disappeared from his sight.

Seeing this, Shi Yu hurriedly followed.

When Yan Qingwan arrived outside Yan Qingchen's tent, the guard quickly saluted and went in to report.

Soon afterwards, the guards came out.

"Princess, please."

Yan Qingwan nodded at him and walked straight in.

Emperor Jiazheng had just suffered a minor injury on his shoulder, which had been bandaged. He was standing beside the bed with a worried look on his face, while the imperial physician was checking the injuries of Yan Qingchen, who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Her father Yan Xiaonian and her uncle were standing not far behind the prince.

Yan Qingwan glanced at the people in the room, then looked at Yan Qingchen lying on the bed.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, his clothes on his chest were covered with bloodstains, the bright red color stung people's eyes, and he lay quietly on the bed, like an unconscious body, which made people feel pity and worry.

Yan Qingwan's heart sank, but she quickly retracted her worried gaze, bowed respectfully to Emperor Jiazheng, and said, "Your daughter-in-law pays respects to your father."

Emperor Jiazheng glanced at her and said in a gentle tone, "Get up."

"Thank you, Father."

Yan Qingwan stood up and walked to Si Jinchen who was standing beside him.

The two looked at each other, Si Jinchen took Yan Qingwan's hand and whispered to comfort her, "Don't worry."

Yan Qingwan reached out and held his hand back, responding softly.

Then he whispered to the two people behind him: "Father, uncle."

Yan Xiaonian and Yan Xiaoheng bowed and saluted: "Crown Princess."

After Yan Qingwan greeted the elders, he looked at the bed with a worried look on his face.

Not long after, Emperor Jiazheng heard: "Imperial Physician Jiang, how is Lord Yan's injury? Is it serious?"

Upon hearing this, Imperial Physician Jiang bowed and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Lord Yan's pulse is weak, almost nonexistent, which is obviously due to excessive bleeding. Fortunately, the bleeding has stopped, but he has injured his abdomen, and his Qi and blood are stagnant. He needs to be relieved by blood circulation and blood stasis treatment. He also needs to be well recuperated for a period of time in the future."

Emperor Jiazheng nodded and said in a deep voice, "Give Lord Yan the best medicine. Remember to take good care of him for the next period of time."

Upon hearing this, Imperial Physician Jiang quickly agreed.

After dealing with the matter here, Emperor Jiazheng looked at Yan Qingwan who was standing next to the crown prince and asked directly in a deep voice: "Crown Princess, I received news that you, Princess Xian and Miss Zhao were outside the hunting grounds today when you encountered an assassin. Was Princess Xian killed?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan immediately knelt on the spot, lowered her head and said truthfully: "Father, early this morning, the virtuous princess suddenly came to my tent.

It was said that the King and the Crown Prince had gone to the mountains to hunt, and she also wanted to go out to relax, so she asked me to go with her. I saw that she was bored and had nothing to do, so I agreed.

On the way there, we met Miss Zhao again, and the three of us traveled together. But when we were about to return home, a group of assassins in black suddenly jumped out of the forest, and the virtuous princess was killed. "

Emperor Jiazheng had actually already learned about the situation in the mountains.

Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "Did you see what these assassins looked like? How many of them were there? Where did they come from?"

Yan Qingwan shook her head and replied, "Father, I, Miss Zhao and Princess Xian were surrounded by the Jinyiwei and did not see the faces of the assassins clearly.

However, according to my observation, there are at least 20 assassins, and they are well-trained and ruthless. They are obviously going to kill people. As for where they came from, I don't know. "

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiazheng nodded and said, "A group of assassins also sneaked into the mountain today. Fortunately, your third brother saved me and I was able to escape a fatal blow. These two groups of people may not be together. You go down first. I will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Yan Qingwan nodded after hearing this, "Yes, thank you, father."

After saying that, Si Jinchen beside her reached out and helped her. Yan Qingwan stood up and then glanced at Si Jinchen.

Seeing that there was no expression on his face, she whispered, "Your Highness, I will go back first."

Si Jinchen looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then nodded.

Watching Yan Qingwan walk out of the tent and disappear.

Si Jinchen then turned his gaze towards Emperor Jiazheng and said in a deep voice: "Father..."

Emperor Jiazheng glanced at him, sighed, waved his hand and said, "Go, go, the Crown Princess probably hasn't gone far."

Si Jinchen cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Father."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Jinchen turned around and quickly walked out of the tent, heading towards where Yan Qingwan left.

Yan Qingwan was caught up halfway and stopped to look at Si Jinchen who was looking at her with worry. After pursing her lips, she leaned forward and called out in a muffled voice, "Your Highness."

Si Jinchen took a step forward, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go back to the tent first."

Yan Qingwan: “Yeah.”

After entering his own bank account.

Si Jinchen waved his hand and asked the palace maids to leave first and wait until there were no other people around.

Then he hugged Yan Qingwan in his arms, lowered his head, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said softly: "Are you scared? I was not with you at the time."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan hugged his waist back and hummed in a muffled voice.

Si Jinchen reached out and supported her back, comforting her, "It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Qingwan whispered, "Your Highness, the virtuous prince's wife was murdered this time. Will the virtuous prince implicate you? If I hadn't agreed to go out with her, I wouldn't have..."

Si Jinchen took a step back and covered her lips with his hand. He lowered his head and leaned closer to her, looking into her eyes and comforting her: "What nonsense are you talking about? It was the virtuous princess who asked you out, not you who asked her out. It's still unknown who planned the murder..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan bit her lip and said nothing.