Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

The carriage sped towards the Prime Minister's residence, arriving in no time.

Stopping at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence, Mu Ziyuan got out of the carriage first, and then carried Chu Yingge down from the carriage.

"I'm not that delicate. Do I need you to carry me down from the carriage?"

"You're not delicate, you're precious." With that, Mu Ziyuan carried Chu Yingge all the way into the Prime Minister's residence before putting her down.

At this time, Chu Tian had already left the court. Upon hearing that the Seventh Prince had arrived, he hurriedly came out to greet him.

Although he had no power or influence, Mu Ziyuan was still a prince, so Chu Tian had to put on a show of respect.

"Your humble servant greets the Seventh Prince and His Highness the Princess."

"No need to be so polite. I'm just here with the Princess Consort today," Mu Ziyuan said coldly.

If Chu Tian were a good father, he would naturally treat him with courtesy. However, unfortunately, he witnessed the confrontation between his little princess and Chu Tian.

Chu Yingge had never liked this father, and now she felt even less affection for him.

Chu Yinnan was poisoned, and even though she knew it was Zhang and her daughter, Chu Tian still didn't care. She hadn't wanted a father like that for eight hundred years.

"You stay here and have some tea with Father. The tea in Father's room is quite good. I'm going to the backyard to see my brother."

"Okay." Mu Ziyuan readily agreed. How could he not see that the little woman wanted to stall the person in front of her with him?

Without saying anything more, Chu Yingge nodded to Chu Tian and walked out of the backyard.

Arriving in the backyard, Chu Yingge entered the room and looked at Chu Yinnan lying lifeless on the bed, feeling a mix of emotions.

"How is the second young master?"

"The toxin hasn't spread, but if it can't be eliminated, I'm afraid he won't live much longer," the doctor said respectfully from the side.

Chu Yingge didn't say anything more, and took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to the doctor standing by the bed.

"Check if there's anything wrong with this medicine."

"Yes."

The doctor took the small porcelain bottle, uncorked it, poured out a small brown pill, and sniffed it. He frowned at times and was surprised at others, which made Chu Yinge even more irritated.

"Is it useful?"

"Of course." The doctor's eyes were full of surprise: "This is probably the work of the divine physician who brought the dead back to life. This medicine can cure any kind of poison. I have only heard about it occasionally, and this is the first time I have seen it in person."

"Bringing the dead back to life, huh." Chu Yingge sneered, her eyes filled with icy coldness.

"So, the second young master will be fine as long as he takes this pill, is that right?"

"Yes."

"How long will it take for him to wake up?"

"About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Chu Yingge didn't say anything more, walked out of the room, and sat down under the pear tree.

Looking at the pear blossoms covering the trees, I felt a pang of melancholy.

Indeed, undeniably, she was still worried about Guozi, who lay in bed, her life hanging in the balance.

In the 21st century, she had her own teammates and subordinates who would give their lives for her. However, she never expected that she would have such a confidant here.

Although she initially tamed the fruit because of its intrinsic value, she now truly considers it one of her own.

Chu Yingge didn't know how long she sat there, but she actually fell asleep.

"Ninth Miss? Ninth Miss?" Chu Yingge slowly opened her eyes as she heard the calls coming from her ears.

"Has the second young master woken up?"

"Yes."

Without lingering, Chu Yingge got up from the rocking chair and walked towards the room.

Although Chu Yinnan, who was lying in bed, still looked very weak, she had at least woken up and only needed a few days of recuperation.

Seeing Chu Yingge walk in, Chu Yinnan forced a weak, pale smile.

"Come, sit here." Chu Yinnan raised her hand with difficulty and gestured to Chu Yingge.

Are you thirsty?

"Kind of."

Chu Yingge walked to the table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and brought it over.

"Okay, have some water."

"Okay." Chu Yinnan took the teacup from Chu Yinge, downed it in one gulp, and then put the teacup aside.

Seeing Chu Yingge's slightly tired expression, a pang of heartache welled up in my heart.

"You saved me." The question is phrased with an unquestionable tone.

Chu Yingge neither nodded nor shook her head; her expression revealed neither joy nor sorrow.

"Tell me, why did you do this?"

"what?"

"You should know what I'm talking about."

Chu Yinnan was taken aback. He understood what Chu Yingge was referring to, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

With her arms crossed over her chest, Chu Yingge stared expressionlessly at the person lying on the bed.

She already knew that the toxin in Chu Yinnan's body was a slow-acting poison, and it was impossible for it to take effect so violently. Moreover, given Chu Yinnan's abilities, he would definitely have detected such a slow-acting poison instead of letting it spread throughout his body.

"If brother doesn't want to say, then from now on, our sibling relationship ends here." With that, Chu Yingge turned to leave.

Chu Yingge stopped in her tracks as her wrist was grabbed. She turned her head and said in a cold voice, "Have you thought about how you're going to explain this to me if you're not going to let me go? If not, then please let go. After all, I'm very busy."

“Yinge, you guessed right, it was me who let the poison spread throughout my body.”

"I already know that, I don't need your confirmation. What I want to know is why you did it?"

"Because I want to know, just how the Prime Minister's residence will treat me." Chu Yinnan slowly released his hand, his face showing some distress.

“I have always felt that my father loved my mother deeply, and he should have liked me as well. Even if he favored Zhang in small matters, he would never have made such a generalization when it came to matters of life and death.”

Chu Yingge turned around, her face showing a hint of inquiry: "So what's the result now?"

"The result? Heh." Chu Yinnan laughed self-deprecatingly: "In the end, I was just deluding myself. The Prime Minister's mansion has never treated me as one of their own, but I just didn't know it."

Chu Yingge remained silent, unsure of what to say. Although Chu Yinnan had repeatedly stated that he wanted to sever ties with the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had not truly done so.

She wasn't the real Chu Yingge, so she could give up so easily. But Chu Yinnan was different. He still had some feelings for this place and held some hope for his father, Chu Tian. Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Chu Yingge sat down by the bed and pulled Chu Yinnan into her arms.

“You don’t lack family, because I am your family. If you are willing, the Seventh Prince’s Mansion is also your home.”

“Songs…”

Chu Yinnan's voice was choked with emotion. He hugged Chu Yingge tightly, buried his head in Chu Yingge's neck, and dripped wetness into his collar, wetting Chu Yingge's neck.

A man who had weathered many storms was now crying like a child in front of Chu Yinge. At this moment, Chu Yinge couldn't utter a single word of reproach.

However, the worry between his brows had not yet dissipated.

Chu Yinnan has woken up, but Guozi is still lying in bed, her life hanging in the balance.

I don’t know what’s going on now.

Thinking of this, Chu Yingge's brows furrowed even more deeply.

The projection outside the window illuminated the mottled, uneven surface of the room.