The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

When Yan Heng heard about the Dianyun Kingdom, he immediately thought of the fire poison in his body and realized that the two poisons must have been administered by the same person. And now in Lancheng, the biggest suspect is his fifth brother Yan Jin.

"Can you detoxify?" The most urgent thing was to detoxify himself first, so Yan Heng asked.

Wenrou nodded: "Your Highness, it's a good thing that I came to the East Palace to serve you, otherwise what would you do if you were poisoned?" Wenrou said as she took out the medicine from her bag and began to prepare the antidote.

Hearing that Wenrou could solve the problem, Yan Heng instantly relaxed and even said jokingly, "Then you can't leave me."

Although Yan Heng knew that the drug was administered by Yan Jin, he had no proof and could only remain vigilant. The plague in Lan City had been brought under control, and patients in other cities were also gradually recovering.

Yan Heng gave all the medicine he had brought from the capital to Lan Cheng, and gave the prescription to the prefect, asking him to continue guarding the city. Yan Heng, along with Yan Jin, prepared to return to the capital.

When the day came for them to return to the capital, nearly all the people of Lancheng lined the streets to see them off. Many shouted, "Long Live the Prince!" Others called out, "Wenrou!" One child even ran into the middle of the street, crying, "Sister Wenrou, please don't leave!" Back then, there were many sick children in the epidemic area, and Wenrou had been the one who cared for them. So, they loved this gentle and caring sister.

Shangguan Qing sat in the carriage, her teeth clenched as she heard the people shouting Wenrou's name. Her eyes were filled with hatred. She had clearly traveled thousands of miles to this shabby place just to win a good reputation, but in the end, she had only helped others. The more Shangguan Qing thought about it, the more resentful she became. She threw the snack box on the carriage to the ground.

Yan Heng first sent someone to ride back at full speed to deliver a letter to the emperor, while they walked slowly and leisurely towards the capital, playing as they walked, looking very leisurely.

"I walked this road when I fled with my father. I thought I would never have the chance to come back, but I didn't expect to return to my hometown so soon." Wenrou's home is not far from Lancheng. It was because of the flood in the southwest that she and her family fled thousands of miles to the capital.

Seeing Wenrou's red eyes, Yan Heng couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to go back to your hometown?"

Wenrou suddenly looked up at Yan Heng, blinked like a little rabbit, and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Why not?" Yan Heng said to Zhang Ji, then left the team and rode away in another direction with Wenrou.

"My hometown is called Yunjian. It's a very small village, but it's really beautiful." Wenrou couldn't help but introduce it.

Not long after, Yan Heng arrived at the cloud realm she'd described, bringing gentleness. However, the scene before them was a desolate landscape—due to flooding, the village no longer existed, replaced by a lush green river winding through the mountains.

Wenrou quietly gazed at the river that ran through the mountains and forests, with a thousand emotions in her heart: "Although this river made us leave our hometown, it is still so beautiful and moving, as if it still retains the appearance that nourished us in the past." Yan Heng stood silently beside Wenrou, gently stroking her hair, without saying a word, just quietly accompanying her, and gazing at the river together for a long time.

Gently wiping away the tears that had slipped down her cheeks, she whispered, "Your Highness, let's leave here."

Yan Heng stared at Wenrou's pitiful appearance, his heart aching. As if possessed by some mysterious force, he slowly squatted down, gently cupped Wenrou's face, and then couldn't help but kiss her forehead, trying to offer her some comfort. When this intimate gesture ended, they both froze in their tracks.

On the return journey, neither spoke, seemingly undecided about how to face the other. This silence continued until they arrived in the capital. Upon entering, they could see the emperor waiting at the city gates, with civil and military officials lined up before them. It turned out that Yan Yintian had calculated the time well in advance, arranging a welcoming ceremony for his beloved son.

Yan Jin looked from afar at his father, standing on the city gate, his eyes filled with resentment. His father was clearly doing this to promote Yan Heng's reputation. It had always been this way; no matter how talented he was, his father could only see Yan Heng. He remembered when he was a child, because he beat Yan Heng in archery, not only did he not receive praise from his father, but he was warned instead. A trace of resentment flashed across Yan Jin's eyes at this thought. But then he remembered that Yan Heng had been poisoned and would soon die suddenly. Thinking of this, Yan Jin looked at Yan Heng and smiled.

By this time, word had spread throughout the capital that the crown prince, gifted by an immortal, had used elixir to save the people of a southwestern city. The people spontaneously took to the streets to welcome the crown prince, chosen by the immortals. They were unaware that he was still deposed. Naturally, the officials were not about to offend the emperor. After all, they had long foreseen that the crown prince would eventually be restored to power.

As expected, as soon as the Crown Prince returned to the Eastern Palace, the Emperor restored Yan Heng's title of Crown Prince, citing his contributions to saving the southwest. Furthermore, to celebrate, a palace banquet was scheduled for a few days.

Upon hearing this news, Yan Jin was so angry that he smashed the study in his mansion. He waited and waited but received no news of Yan Heng's sudden death, so he knew that the poison had not been administered.

"Li Jing! How did you poison me?" He angrily scolded his subordinate who had poisoned me.

"My lord, I did poison someone. But I don't know what happened." The man was sweating profusely and explained hurriedly.

Yan Jin looked at him as if he were a dead man and said coldly, "I'll give you one more chance. If this doesn't work, then I can't save you."

The palace banquet was held as scheduled, but because Yan Heng usually brought a young eunuch with him when attending such occasions, Wenrou was left in the East Palace.

"Okay, after the palace banquet is over, it will be the Qiqiao Festival. There will be a celebration outside the palace, and I will take you to participate." Yan Heng said, looking at Wenrou, who was a little depressed because she could not attend the palace banquet.

Wenrou's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she laughed, "Okay, Your Highness, you must keep your word. I haven't participated in any celebrations in the capital yet."

Yan Heng rubbed Wenrou's head and nodded with a smile. Their relationship had returned to normal now, and they had both recovered from that kiss, but Yan Heng always treated Wenrou with some intimacy.

Since the banquet was to celebrate Yan Heng's contributions to saving the southwest, the main attraction was naturally Yan Heng. This time, not only did the officials attend, but they also brought their families, including many daughters from prominent families. Their biggest target for the banquet was Yan Heng himself. After all, the crown prince was the emperor's favorite, a future emperor. If he favored him, his status would rise dramatically.