The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Song Wenjun waited outside, and as darkness fell, Xiao Ji still hadn't returned.

From initial calm to current burning anxiety, her heart has become chaotic.

Su Rongrong, however, looked smug: "His Highness the Prince of Chu and the Crown Prince are just going hunting, not risking their lives. Princess Consort of Chu, why are you so worried?"

Song Wenjun ignored her provocation.

She stared intently into the distance, then suddenly her eyes lit up: "I'm back."

Su Rongrong also hurriedly turned around and saw a fine horse galloping towards her on the horizon.

When the horses ran up to her, Su Rongrong's expression changed.

The person on horseback was neither Xiao Ji nor Xiao Yin, but a guard.

Moreover, the guard's face was covered in blood.

"Crown Princess, Princess." Before the horse had even come to a complete stop, the guard tumbled down from its back and said to the two of them, "It's terrible! His Highness the Crown Prince's horse has been startled and has now run into the deep forest. His Highness the Prince of Chu has gone after it, and now the two of them are missing."

Su Rongrong's expression changed, and she immediately panicked: "Useless! You are all a bunch of useless trash! If anything happens to His Highness the Crown Prince, I, the Crown Princess, will make you pay with your heads!"

"How could this be? How could the horse suddenly get startled?"

Her eyes darted around helplessly, then she suddenly looked at Song Wenjun: "It was you, wasn't it? It must have been your Chu Prince's Mansion that did this."

Song Wenjun's face was colder than ice: "Princess Consort, you must speak with evidence. If my Chu Prince's Mansion wanted to harm the Crown Prince, why would we have chased after him to save His Highness? The matter has not yet been investigated, how can you arbitrarily accuse my Chu Prince's Mansion?"

Although she was worried about Xiao Ji, she knew she couldn't afford to lose her composure at this moment.

Therefore, Song Wenjun naturally had to respond to Su Rongrong's accusations.

Su Rongrong rolled her eyes at Song Wenjun and stopped arguing with her. Instead, she vented her anger on the guards: "Idiots, what are you standing here for? Hurry up and find His Highness the Crown Prince. If anything happens to the Crown Prince, I will take your heads."

The guard was terrified and answered yes, then led a group of men into the forest.

Su Rongrong paced back and forth anxiously. She wanted to lash out at Song Wenjun, but she was also afraid that if something happened to the baby in Song's womb, it would be blamed on her.

He could only swallow his anger.

It took almost two hours before the sound of horses' hooves could be heard outside.

A long line of fire dragons approached from afar, and Song Wenjun's spirits lifted; she hurried out to greet them.

"Your Highness, it's cold outside, you should at least put on a coat." Zhihua took a cloak and hurriedly followed, draping it over Song Wenjun's shoulders.

Although she appeared calm, she was more anxious than anyone else.

The procession quickly arrived, and there was Xiao Ji on horseback, his face illuminated by the torchlight, making him indescribably handsome.

Behind him, several guards carried a stretcher.

Xiao Yin lay on the stretcher with his eyes closed. Su Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Then, I ran over there.

Xiao Yin opened his eyes and saw a strange expression on Su Rongrong's face. He waved his hand and said, "Help me into the tent first."

His strange expression left Su Rongrong somewhat puzzled.

But seeing that he didn't seem to be seriously injured, I was relieved.

Then he ordered his men to carry him inside.

The scene was chaotic, and the imperial physician also went in.

Once only Song Wenjun and Xiao Ji were around, Song Wenjun asked, "What exactly happened?"