The weak prince's queen

"Well, well, well, it's a shame that the princess and I met so late." The queen warmly shook Chu Xiyue's hand, her eyes gleaming with sincerity. She expressed her love for Chu Xiyue in a gentle tone, hoping that through this intimate contact, Chu Xiyue would feel her sincerity and thus establish a deeper level of trust.

At this moment, Xiao Yichen approached from a distance, his eyes falling on the Queen and Chu Xiyue. When he saw the two people holding hands tightly, his expression instantly turned gloomy, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable anger and dissatisfaction.

"Your Highness, Princess..." Mo Feng hurried over after seeing Xiao Yichen. He keenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately reported to Xiao Yichen, "Your Highness, something just happened."

"Hmph... just as I expected." Xiao Yichen's voice was cold and low, with a hint of bitterness that was barely perceptible. Although he had already anticipated that Lin Ruoxue might be a spy planted by the Queen's faction, witnessing this scene still left him heartbroken and disappointed.

"Your Highness, has the Emperor given you any difficulty?" Mo Feng asked with concern, his face full of worry.

Xiao Yichen raised his lips into a bitter smile, his voice low and hoarse: "Now I am like a waste, what is there for him to be afraid of?" There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in his tone, as if he had already looked down on everything.

Mo Feng frowned and asked in confusion, "But why does the poison keep coming?" His eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

Xiao Yichen was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Maybe they haven't given up their control over me, or they have other purposes. In any case, we must remain vigilant." His eyes were firm and deep, revealing an indomitable will.

"Your Highness, should we go back home now or...?" Mo Feng asked cautiously. He knew that Xiao Yichen was in a heavy mood at the moment and was afraid of touching his sore spot.

Xiao Yichen took a deep breath, a look of determination flashing in his eyes: "Let's go back to the mansion first." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the carriage. But after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to Mo Feng and said: "You stay and wait for the princess."

Mo Feng was slightly stunned, then nodded and replied, "Yes, Your Highness." He looked at Xiao Yichen's departing back, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

After Xiao Yichen left, Mo Feng stood there quietly, silently waiting for Chu Xiyue's arrival. His eyes often looked towards the palace gate, hoping to see that familiar figure sooner or later.

Meanwhile, Chu Xiyue was chatting with the Queen. She glanced around from time to time, muttering to herself, "Why hasn't Xiao Yichen come to see me yet?" She kept a smile on her face, responding to the Queen's words while calculating the time. She thought to herself, "This Queen is really good at chatting!" She could only smile and agree.

The Queen looked at Chu Xiyue and saw that she looked absent-minded. She knew that her mind was no longer here. So, she smiled slightly and said softly, "Okay, let's stop here for today. I'm a little tired. Madam Liu, let's go back to the palace." After that, she stood up and prepared to leave.

"Farewell, Her Majesty..." Chu Xiyue and Dong'er bowed quickly and said in unison. They lowered their heads and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After the Queen left, Chu Xiyue couldn't wait to look up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She hurriedly said to Dong'er, "Dong'er, let's go back home!" Her voice was filled with eagerness and anticipation.

"Yes, Princess," Dong'er replied, feeling the same excitement. After spending so long in this tense and almost suffocating palace, she longed to return to the familiar palace.

Chu Xiyue and Dong'er followed a palace maid to the palace gate. At this time, a man who looked like a guard came forward and said respectfully, "Princess, the prince is not feeling well and has returned home first. He has specially ordered me to wait here for you." He was Mo Feng.

"Well, is the prince okay?" Chu Xiyue asked with concern, a worried look on her face.

"It's nothing serious." Mo Feng replied in a calm and gentle tone. Hearing this, Chu Xiyue felt a little relieved, but she was still a little worried.