The weak prince's queen

Chu Xiyue's mind suddenly flashed back to her previous agreement with Xiao Yichen. She had never imagined it would come in handy so soon. When she reached the treasure's hiding place, she immediately spotted the special mark left by Xiao Yichen and herself—a secret symbol known only to the two of them. At that moment, a warm feeling welled up in Chu Xiyue's heart, knowing that Xiao Yichen had always remembered every word she had spoken.

Chu Xiyue pointed to that place without hesitation and said softly, "Right here, start digging."

Seeing this, Xiao Zixuan, who was standing aside, immediately made a clear gesture to the guards behind him.

After receiving the order, the group of well-trained guards acted quickly, picking up the tools in their hands and digging hard at the designated location.

Time passed minute by minute, and with the hard work of the guards, a large pit gradually appeared on the originally flat ground. The scene inside the pit was astonishing, with countless glittering gold and silver treasures piled up like a mountain.

At this moment, one of the guards flushed with excitement and shouted, "Your Highness, we've dug it up! It's full of gold, silver, and jewelry!"

Hearing this, Xiao Zixuan was overjoyed and rushed forward in two steps. His eyes widened as he looked at the mountain of wealth before him, his face filled with uncontrollable joy. However, just as he was overjoyed, thinking that Chu Xiyue had completely changed her mind, he turned around to speak to her.

In an instant, there was a rustling sound in the surrounding grass, followed by dozens of black shadows shooting out from all directions like ghosts.

One of the guards, a burly and imposing captain, shouted solemnly, "Quick! Protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Following this cry, the other guards, like a well-trained army, instantly went into a state of high alert. They drew their sharp swords from their waists and nervously watched for any possible dangers around them.

At the same time, Xiao Zixuan, without hesitation, clasped Chu Xiyue tightly against his broad, solid back. His tall frame was like an impenetrable fortress, firmly protecting Chu Xiyue. At this moment, Xiao Zixuan had only one thought in mind—he must not let the woman he loved suffer even the slightest harm.

However, Chu Xiyue silently stared at the back of Xiao Zixuan's head, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes. She bit her lip lightly, muttering silently in her heart, "I'm sorry, Prince." Then, she quickly reached out and took a hidden weapon that looked like an ordinary hairpin from the hand of a maid beside her. This hidden weapon was exquisite and small, but it concealed a deadly edge.

In a flash, before Xiao Zixuan could react, Chu Xiyue suddenly stepped forward and pressed the hidden weapon against his throat. Her movements were quick and decisive, without a trace of hesitation. In an instant, the whole place fell into a dead silence, everyone was stunned with astonishment.

Chu Xiyue held the hidden weapon tightly and shouted, "Don't move! Otherwise, I can't guarantee the safety of your Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Before she finished speaking, she increased the strength in her hand, making the hidden weapon stick even closer to Xiao Zixuan's throat.

Seeing this, the maid quickly followed behind Chu Xiyue, also adopting a battle-ready stance. She held a short sword, her eyes as sharp as a knife, and together with Chu Xiyue, she formed a formidable defensive line.

At this moment, Xiao Zixuan finally understood the situation in front of him as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at Chu Xiyue who was so close to him with an unbelievable face, muttering to himself: "So... So you actually had this planned all along..."

At that moment, a burst of hurried footsteps approached from afar. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xiao Yichen rushing to the scene like lightning. He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, and his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes revealed an air of majesty.

When Xiao Yichen's eyes fell upon the scene before him, his sword-like brows furrowed slightly, and his originally calm face instantly took on a layer of frost. He then spoke in a low and powerful voice, "Zixuan, I, the Emperor's uncle, only want Xue'er. As for these gold, silver, treasures, silks, and other valuables, you can take them all and report to my brother the Emperor."

At the same time, Chu Xiyue also noticed Xiao Yichen's hurried approach. A flicker of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She and her maidservant firmly held Xiao Zixuan hostage, carefully inching their way toward Xiao Yichen's location.

Seeing this, the other guards who had followed Xiao Zixuan followed closely behind, not daring to relax even a little. They all held weapons in their hands and stared ahead nervously.

At this time, the burly captain of the guards took a step forward and shouted at Chu Xiyue, "Quickly let go of our Crown Prince! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

However, before he could finish his words, Chu Xiyue said softly: "Your Highness, let them retreat..."

Hearing this, the held hostage Xiao Zixuan sighed helplessly, then turned and shouted to the guards behind him: "All of you, step back!"