A Shocking Dream

The atmosphere in the carriage instantly dropped to freezing point, a heavy sadness permeating the air. Qin Rongchen's eyes fell on the letter in Qin Ruoyu's hand, as if the letter weighed a thousand pounds. He slowly extended his hand and said, "Give me the letter." His voice was soft, but it carried an irresistible majesty.

Qin Ruoyu hesitated for a moment, but still handed the letter to Qin Rongchen. Qin Rongchen took the letter, his hands trembling slightly. He unfolded the letter and looked at the handwriting on it, the sorrow in his eyes becoming more intense. He read the contents of the letter over and over again, and every word was like a knife, piercing his heart.

"Yun Shuang..." Qin Rongchen called out her name softly, as if she were right beside him. His thoughts drifted back to the time he spent with Yun Shuang, but those beautiful memories had now become the most painful torture. He closed his eyes, trying to hold back the tears, but they still slid down his cheeks.

Qin Ruoyu looked at the grief-stricken uncle, his heart filled with guilt and sadness. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

"Impossible, impossible, she won't die, she said she won't die. I don't believe it, I don't believe it." Qin Rongchen's eyes were red, his expression was almost crazy, and he kept repeating these words. The letter fell from his hand, like a helpless dead leaf, swirling in the wind and slowly falling to the ground.

He threw the letter away without hesitation, his movements flustered and resolute. Then, in a flash, he got out of the carriage. At this moment, he had only one thought in mind: to find Lin Bingshuang. He couldn't believe she had left like that.

Qin Rongchen jumped onto his horse, gave it a hard squeeze, and the steed galloped off like an arrow. The wind whistled in his ears, but it couldn't dispel the grief and obsession in his heart. His hair danced wildly in the wind, and his eyes were filled with endless madness and sorrow.

The horses sped at breakneck speed, kicking up a cloud of dust. Qin Ruoyu was so stunned by the sudden change that he sat frozen in his seat, a moment before he reacted. He hurriedly leaned out and called out, "Uncle! Uncle!" But all he heard in response was the fading sound of horse hooves.

Qin Rongchen slumped over his horse, his mind reeling from Lin Bingshuang's smile and her gentle words. Each memory pierced his heart like a sharp blade. He'd bitten his lips until they bled, yet he felt no pain.

"Shuang'er, wait for me, you must wait for me." He shouted in his heart, as if as long as he ran fast enough, he could get back his lost life and see the person he was thinking about again.

The scenery along the road flew backwards, but he paid no attention. At that moment, his world was filled with endless sorrow and longing for Lin Bingshuang. His figure gradually faded away in the flying dust, leaving behind only a trail of panic and sorrow.

Qin Ruoyu was in the carriage, looking at the direction where Qin Rongchen was going, his face full of worry and helplessness. He knew that no one knew what would happen when the emperor's uncle left, but he was powerless to stop him. He could only pray silently in his heart that everything would be safe.

Qin Rongchen rode on a fast horse, the wind whistling past his ears, but he seemed to hear nothing. He had only one strong belief in his heart: to find Yunshuang.

His horse galloped across the fields, startling flocks of birds. His eyes were determined and frantic, and his mind kept replaying images of him and Yunshuang together. Those gentle smiles and affectionate gazes they had shared in the past now became his driving force.

"Stop!" Qin Ruoyu shouted loudly. His voice suddenly rang out in the team, causing the entire marching team to stop instantly.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?" Yang Xu heard Qin Ruoyu's call and hurried over to ask. He had a puzzled look on his face, wondering why His Highness had suddenly called a halt to the procession.

Qin Ruoyu frowned slightly and said, "Bring the little girl in the back here." His tone was unquestionable, and his eyes revealed a hint of urgency. Yang Xu's mouth twitched, thinking it was something serious, and he couldn't help feeling a little helpless. But he didn't dare disobey the prince's order. He said "yes" and sent someone to the carriage in the back to bring Yuanyuan over.

After a while, Yuanyuan was brought before Qin Ruoyu. Her face was filled with panic and uneasiness, not knowing what had happened. "Your Highness, what do you want from me?" Yuanyuan asked timidly.

Qin Ruoyu looked at Yuanyuan and was silent for a moment. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something important. "Yuanyuan, do you know about Yunshuang?" Qin Ruoyu suddenly asked.

Yuanyuan was startled, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to ask her about Yunshuang. "Your Highness, I... I don't know." Yuanyuan lowered her head, not daring to look Qin Ruoyu in the eye.

"Come in and talk." Qin Ruoyu looked at Yuanyuan and nodded slightly. There was a hint of gentleness in his eyes, which made Yuanyuan feel a little relieved.

Yuanyuan bent down and nimbly slipped inside. The carriage was simply and comfortably furnished, emitting a faint fragrance. Yuanyuan looked around curiously, secretly admiring the Crown Prince's carriage as truly extraordinary. The team set off again, heading towards the capital. Qin Ruoyu sat in the carriage, feeling heavy-hearted.

"Big brother, why did you call me over here? Eh? Where's Brother Shenxian?" There were too many people around just now, so Yuanyuan couldn't get too close, but she still knew the rules. Now that she and Qin Ruoyu were the only ones in the carriage, she couldn't wait to ask.

"Uncle..." Qin Ruoyu hesitated, knowing that this matter was difficult to explain clearly. Seeing Yuanyuan's curious eyes, he simply handed the letter to her.

Yuanyuan took the letter with some doubt and read it carefully. When she saw the contents of the letter, she was stunned. "Yunshuang is dead? What's going on?" She was filled with shock and confusion. Why didn't anyone tell her about this plan? She knew clearly that Yunshuang was her uncle in disguise, so how could she be dead? If nothing unexpected happened, her uncle should not be in the capital now.

Yuanyuan's mind raced, replaying the past. She tried to find some clue in her memory to explain the situation. She recalled her experiences at Qiuluo Mountain, her uncle's plans and strategies, and the various difficulties they had faced. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that things were not simple. There must be something hidden that she didn't know about.

"Your Highness, what's going on?" Yuanyuan raised her head and looked at Qin Ruoyu and asked. Her eyes were full of confusion and worry. She didn't know what consequences this news would bring.

Qin Ruoyu sighed slightly and said, "I don't know the specific situation. I just received this letter and learned that Yunshuang had passed away. I was worried that my uncle would not be able to bear this blow, so I didn't dare to tell him."