After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

As they walked along the road, the anxious girl asked, "Why do you need to ask Lord Su for help? Who on earth could have done this?"

In response to the question, Song Yanyi did not give a clear answer but asked, "Who else can we turn to for help besides him? Who could add suspicious substances to the drink given by the emperor?"

When he said this, his tone was cold and his eyes were firm, as if he had a plan in mind.

At this moment, Cui Rong's expression became more and more anxious. What she was most worried about was the woman who controlled the overall situation. Apart from Her Majesty the Queen, who else would dare to do such a bold thing?

What's more important is that the other party possesses enough power to subvert everything. In this complex court struggle environment where one is surrounded by enemies on all sides, the slightest carelessness will lead to death.

After realizing this, Cui Rong stopped and said seriously, "Even so, don't involve innocent people. What's more, her current situation is special..."

However, he was interrupted before he could finish his words: "No need to keep talking about these irrelevant things."

Song Yanyi ended the dispute with a firm tone.

When Qing'an finally found Lord Su Yan, who was leisurely gazing at the beautiful twinkling stars in the night sky and enjoying his time alone, and conveyed an urgent message to him, the latter first raised his eyebrows lazily and then suddenly straightened up and sat up straight.

"Can you say that again?!"

It is obvious that the lazy temperament just now has disappeared, and is replaced by a serious attitude.

After being informed of the sudden situation in Prince Xuan's Palace, his face turned pale and he fell into a state of high alert.

On the other side, in the simple tent illuminated by dim lights, Shaoyao supported Chen Qinghan, who was already unable to support his own weight and had difficulty moving, and slowly walked into the residence.

"We'll be there soon, my lady, please cheer up and keep up."

Although he tried his best to stay awake, his vision was becoming increasingly blurry, and all he could hear was the gentle, soothing words of his companions.

"Did I go in the wrong direction?"

She asked weakly with the little sanity she had left.

Shaoyao only smiled comfortingly at the master who was gradually losing consciousness: "You can't be wrong, all this is just a phenomenon caused by drunkenness."

Seeing that the target had reached its final destination, Shaoyao carefully placed it on the bed and prepared to leave.

"Take a good rest first. Everything will be fine tomorrow morning. Then I'll take my leave now~"

But just as he was about to step over the threshold of the tent curtain, he was stopped by a pleading sound from behind him - the once majestic but now weak woman lying on the bed struggled to speak, "Don't leave me..." and reached out to try to grasp the last source of hope like a life-saving straw.

Seeing this scene, a hint of indifference flashed in Shaoyao's eyes, "Alas, it's all fate."

Then he left the scene without stopping.

As night fell, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to be rising quietly; Chen Qinghan felt a strange heat wave slowly spreading in his body, driving his body to twist involuntarily.

Even so, he relied on his last bit of clarity of consciousness to maintain the most basic etiquette standards and not do anything excessive. However, this resistance was soon overcome by the increasingly unbearable discomfort, so that he curled up into a ball and trembled, even breathing became difficult.

At this critical moment, the curtain in front of the tent was suddenly and roughly opened, and a burly man with a strong sense of majesty walked into the room calmly. Upon closer inspection, it was Prince Zhennan himself.

Seeing that his plan was successfully implemented, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he slowly approached the weak woman in front of him who had no resistance and could only be slaughtered.

"I thought you would remain chaste forever, but it turns out you couldn't resist the temptation and came to me on your own initiative?"

His eyes were filled with greed, and after looking up and down for a moment, he pounced on his prey and prepared to enjoy this gift that was delivered to his doorstep.

But at this moment, an anxious voice called out from outside: "Your Highness, something bad has happened. The Queen is urgently summoning you to the palace to discuss an important matter!"

This sudden news obviously disrupted all the planned steps and left the man stunned for a moment.

After hearing the news, a hint of obvious displeasure flashed across the face of the King of Zhennan, and his brows slightly frowned: "What is so urgent?"

There was a subtle hint of nervousness in his voice.

The attendant's voice was trembling, and he was obviously frightened: "I don't know the specific situation, but I only know that if the prince delays for a moment, I'm afraid he will get into trouble..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and dared not look directly at this powerful man.

Although the dissatisfaction in his heart was almost overflowing, King Zhennan temporarily suppressed his emotions and turned to walk out of the tent.

Before leaving, he turned around and sternly ordered his men standing there: "No matter what happens, you must guard here well and don't let anyone in!"

The guards nodded, their eyes full of awe.

When the footsteps of Prince Zhennan gradually faded away until they disappeared completely in the silence, two figures who had been hiding long ago quietly appeared and quickly and nimbly subdued the people guarding the door.

Then, a young man named Fu Xian whispered to his companions hiding under the shade of a tree, a short but triumphant word: "Mission accomplished."

Immediately afterwards, another young man named Su Yan rushed into the tent to check the situation.

When he saw the woman lying on the bed with a flushed face, obviously in an abnormal state, uncontrollable anger and sadness suddenly ignited in his heart.

How dare someone attack his own relatives!

Without thinking any more, Su Yan quickly picked up a dark cloak beside him and gently and carefully draped it over the woman's shoulders. He then gently picked her up, his movements as gentle as if he was holding a fragile treasure, for fear of hurting the person in his arms.

At this moment, he knew that he could not bring her back home to face more unknown risks and threats. The only sensible choice was to find a relatively safe and secluded place to hide temporarily.

After much consideration, he decided to take her to a remote and quiet stream not far away as a temporary shelter.

The wind was blowing and the dust was flying everywhere along the way, so every step was taken extremely cautiously and quickly.

Just as he was concentrating on his journey, he suddenly felt the woman in his arms becoming restless. She unconsciously scratched Su Yan's collar with both hands, buried her face in his strong neck, and even occasionally let out a few weak and pitiful moans, as if seeking some kind of comfort or protection.

This made him, who had always been as firm as a rock, feel a ripple in his heart...

Thinking back to the scene when they first met many years ago, they were both very young and innocent at that time, and even the simplest physical contact seemed so reserved and shy; now looking at this beauty curled up in his arms seeking warm support, she seemed to have completely lost her mind, clinging to him tightly and refusing to let go, and constantly nibbling the soft part behind Su Yan's ear with her teeth to express her inner fear and helplessness.

Seeing this, Su Yan's heart felt as if it was hit by an invisible hammer, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to calm down quickly and comfort the person in front of him as much as possible.