The weak prince's queen

The quiet night falls quietly, and the moon as bright as a silver plate hangs high in the night sky. The watery moonlight falls softly, covering the entire courtyard with a hazy and mysterious veil.

Under the watery moonlight, the graceful Chu Xiyue stepped lightly into Xiao Yichen's room, like a fairy descending from the earth. Her stunningly beautiful face, illuminated by the flickering candlelight, was even more captivating, like a delicate flower blooming in the dark night. Her bright eyes, like the dazzling stars in the night sky, shone with intelligence and spirit.

Chu Xiyue walked lightly to Xiao Yichen's side, opened her red lips, and said softly, "I have already informed Qiu Ling about the matter of the clothing store today."

Upon hearing Chu Xiyue's words, Xiao Yichen's relaxed expression instantly turned serious, his brows furrowed slightly. However, a moment later, he regained his usual calm and composure. His gaze was as sharp as lightning, and without hesitation, he gave the order, "Mo Feng, quickly proceed and closely monitor Qiu Ling's every move. Do not allow any slackness or negligence! Report any unusual activity immediately!"

After receiving the order, Mo Feng did not dare to delay for even a moment. He flashed and disappeared into the night as quickly as a ghost.

Time ticked by, each moment seeming long and unbearable. Xiao Yichen sat at his desk, tapping his fingers gently on the surface. He appeared calm, yet his heart was filled with anxiety. Chu Xiyue stood quietly by, her beautiful eyes gazing out the window at the night, secretly pondering the various possible scenarios that might unfold.

Just as the two were frantically worried, they suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from afar. Then, the door flung open, and Mo Feng hurried in. He knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and reported to Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue, "Your Highness, Princess, I have been lurking outside Qiu Ling's room, observing her secretly. Just now, I saw a carrier pigeon suddenly fly out of her room, heading south. Due to the distance and the dim sky, I was unable to clearly see whether the pigeon carried any letter or other markings."

Xiao Yichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and said in a deep voice: "Well, it seems that the fish has been hooked. Next, let's see what actions she will take tomorrow."

Chu Xiyue smiled and nodded in agreement. At this moment, Mo Feng, who had been standing silently by, suddenly seemed to have a flash of realization and said, "So the prince and princess were just acting. Then, this Qiu Ling must be a spy planted by the palace for the prince, right?"

Hearing Mo Feng's guess, Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue couldn't help but smile at each other, with a hint of admiration in their eyes. Xiao Yichen slowly said, "Not bad, Mo Feng, you're not stupid to think of this."

Mo Feng's face lit up with excitement when he heard this. He said excitedly, "I knew the prince loved the princess so much, how could he really hit you? It's just that Dong'er is suffering. She thought there was a rift between the prince and the princess, and she was worried all day and couldn't even eat."

Chu Xiyue's heart tightened upon hearing this, as if being gripped by an invisible hand, the pain unbearable. She turned her head, her eyes anxiously gazing at Mo Feng, and said in a firm, yet pleading tone, "Dong'er has always been as pure as a blank slate. She's my best sister! I simply can't bear to see her in danger. So, Mo Feng, please continue to feign ignorance of this matter and don't let Dong'er get dragged into this mess."

Mo Feng nodded slightly to show his agreement: "Okay, Miss, don't worry. In that case, I will take my leave first." After that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Xiao Yichen nodded slightly, signaling him to leave. After Mo Feng left, Chu Xiyue slowly stood up, walked to the bed with a slightly heavy step, and then jumped up and climbed onto the bed as quickly as a nimble kitten. Then, with a roll, she lay down comfortably.

Seeing this, Xiao Yichen raised his lips slightly, revealing a doting smile. He then followed closely and lay down gently beside Chu Xiyue. The two of them snuggled together quietly, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue as they ate lunch. Just then, Mo Feng walked into the room with brisk steps. However, when he caught sight of Qiu Ling, his mouth, which had been about to speak, instantly closed, and he stopped talking.

Chu Xiyue possessed exceptional intelligence. Her bright eyes, with a single glance, instantly caught the unusual shift in Mo Feng's expression. She furrowed her brows slightly, then, after a moment's contemplation, a flash of inspiration struck her. She quickly turned to her maid, Qiu Ling, and commanded with an urgent yet commanding tone, "Qiu Ling, quickly go to the kitchen and fetch me some delicious snacks."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ling did not dare to be negligent and quickly responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will follow your orders and go right away." Before she finished speaking, she had already left in a hurry like a gust of wind, leaving only a hurried back figure disappearing outside the door.

At this moment, Mo Feng had been staring at Qiu Ling's figure as she walked further and further away until she completely disappeared. After making sure she was far away, he turned around and reported to Xiao Yichen in front of him in a low voice: "Your Highness, I just received news that the clothing store under our name has been closed down by the government."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yichen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint sneer. He sighed softly, "Oh, these people are quite quick! They are so impatient, I guess they can't hold back any longer."

Mo Feng looked worried and asked anxiously, "So how should we deal with this situation now?"

Xiao Yichen waved his hand calmly and replied confidently, "Don't panic. Just wait and see what happens. The destruction of this clothing store was just a small 'greeting gift' we deliberately sent to the person in the palace. Let's wait and see what they will do next. When that happens, it won't be too late to calmly plan a corresponding countermeasure."

Mo Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he had fully understood the deep meaning of Xiao Yichen's words. He responded respectfully: "I will obey the orders of the prince and will do my best to fulfill the mission!" After that, his tall figure stood straight like a javelin, with determination and courage on his face.

At this moment, as the two of them concentrated on their conversation, time seemed to slip by silently, as if being moved by an invisible hand. Not long after, Qiu Ling reentered the room with light yet steady steps, carefully cradling a plate of delicious, fragrant snacks, each delicate and beautiful like a work of art.

However, the moment Qiu Ling crossed the threshold, an indescribable, eerie atmosphere surged over her like a tide, enveloping her tightly. This strange feeling was like a veil shrouding the surrounding air, making her feel hazy and mysterious. Although Qiu Ling's keen intuition instantly detected this unusual aura, she couldn't pinpoint the cause of the problem for a moment. It was like knowing something was wrong, but simply not being able to grasp the key, leaving her feeling anxious and confused.