After Prince Guo was reborn, Zhen Huan became invincible

The attendant did not dare to say much, but they were about to approach the camp. If the Third Prince was allowed to go in crying like this, it would definitely alarm the Emperor, and he, a small servant, would not be able to bear the consequences. So he still spoke up and reminded the Third Prince:

"Third Prince, we are almost at the camp. Can you cry a little more quietly? Don't disturb the Emperor. In my opinion, you should go to the Empress for help first, and don't act rashly on your own."

When the Third Prince heard this, he really stopped crying, turned around and glared at his follower fiercely, "Don't you know that I want you to talk too much?"

Then the Third Prince stopped crying, sobbed softly, and sorted out his emotions.

He didn't actually have any serious injuries on his body, probably just some minor scratches. Although it was a bit painful, the pain was nothing compared to the injuries on his face.

There was a deep cut on his left cheek caused by something unknown, and a lot of blood was flowing out, which scared him to death.

Although the wound has stopped bleeding, it has left a hideous scar, and his originally handsome face has now become ugly. Thinking of this, the third prince couldn't help crying again.

He secretly complained in his heart, this is bad, his face is disfigured, how can he inherit the throne in the future? The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and silent tears could not stop flowing down.

The Third Prince told his followers not to follow him and to go down and have a rest. He wanted to go find the Empress Dowager and cry to her. Now that his biological mother, Concubine Qi, had passed away, he was adopted by the Empress, so naturally he had to call her Empress Dowager.

The bright moon cast its silver light gently, illuminating the exquisite curtains in the queen's tent.

Inside the tent, the queen was leaning on the bed, stroking her forehead with her bare hands, looking a little tired.

During the day, she had severe headaches. After taking several doses of medicated food, she felt better, but still needed to rest quietly.

At this time, the Queen ordered her maid Lanxiang to go out and prepare a midnight snack for her, because she had not eaten dinner yet and felt a little hungry.

She had already sent away the other maids to ensure that her rest was not disturbed.

The queen closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the moment of tranquility, but suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the tent.

She frowned slightly and was about to ask something when the curtain was suddenly opened and a figure suddenly rushed in. It was the third prince Hongshi.

His face was distorted and his expression was panic-stricken. He walked hurriedly to the queen's bed, knelt on the ground with a plop, and then threw himself into the queen's arms, tears flowing like a spring.

“Empress Mother! Empress Mother!” The Third Prince’s voice was filled with pain and grievance, “I…I shouldn’t have done this…the scars on my face…I…I don’t have another chance…”

The queen was startled by his sudden loss of composure. Although she was moved, she remained calm.

She stroked the Third Prince's hair with her soft fingers, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at the scar on his face.

It was a deep wound that extended from the forehead to the cheekbone, and the dark purple blood was particularly eye-catching. She knew that such a scar was not only a physical pain for the Third Prince, but also a deep blow to his heart.

The Queen felt bitter. What the Third Prince confided to her was not only his worries about his future, but also the high hopes she had for him.

The Queen once told the Third Prince that he was the most likely to inherit the throne, but now such a serious scar might make him lose all his chances.

The Third Prince was trembling in pain, his eyes full of loss and self-blame.

The queen took a deep breath and suppressed the sigh in her heart. Although she knew in her heart that the third prince's scar posed a huge challenge to her plan, she could not let these emotions show at this moment.

She gently stroked the Third Prince's back and said in a gentle and soothing tone, "Don't cry, dear. The Empress will definitely find the best doctor to treat you, and your scar will definitely heal. The Empress has confidence in you, don't be sad."

The Third Prince's crying gradually subsided. Although his tears had not stopped yet, he looked up at the Queen with a hint of dependence and expectation in his eyes, "Thank you, Empress Dowager. You must not abandon me. I only have you, Empress Dowager."

The queen gently patted the third prince on the back, looked away with cold eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, the Empress Dowager will always be your Empress Dowager."

The queen sighed in her heart. Over the years, she had placed too much hope on the Third Prince. Now that everything had come to nothing, she had to start re-examining her plans and future.

Not long after, Lanxiang came in with some midnight snacks and stood aside, her heart tightening. She saw the scar on the Third Prince's face from the side and was shocked.

The Queen gently pushed the Third Prince away and whispered to Lanxiang, "Lanxiang, go and get Doctor Zhang."

Lanxiang left as requested, and the Queen looked deeply at the Third Prince, with endless worries and complex emotions emerging in her heart.

The night breeze was blowing gently outside the tent, and the moonlight was still bright, shining on the figures of the Queen and the Third Prince.

Suddenly, the Third Prince's eyes became a little dazed.

His whole body began to heat up involuntarily, and he looked at the Queen with some longing and desire in his eyes. At this moment, the Queen had not noticed that the Third Prince was acting strangely.

His vision began to blur, and the queen's face gradually turned into the image of another person in his eyes - Jiang Caiping.

Jiang Caiping is the indelible emotional sustenance in his heart.

Her beauty and her purity lingered in his mind like a phantom in a dream.

Even at this moment, the Third Prince couldn't help but fall into deep thoughts for her.

At this moment, facing the queen, Jiang Caiping's figure seemed to appear in his mind, as if she was right in front of him, hugging him gently and comforting his soul.

The Queen was looking down at the Third Prince's condition and heard his sobbing becoming weaker and weaker. She thought it was unusual and tilted her head slightly to find that the Third Prince's face looked a little strange.

She was about to ask quietly, but suddenly she noticed a strange desire in the Third Prince's eyes, as if he was staring at her but not seeing her face clearly.

The Third Prince's hands unconsciously hugged the Queen's slender waist, his eyes filled with deep affection for Jiang Caiping. His voice began to become low and hoarse: "Caiping...is it really you? Do you know? I...I miss you so much..."

The queen frowned deeply, feeling a little confused and uneasy.

She felt helpless in her heart. The Third Prince's condition at the moment was obviously not normal. She wanted to push him away, but she saw his eyes full of longing and dependence, as if he was seeking comfort from her.

"Hongshi, what's wrong with you? What are you talking about?" The Queen's voice was gentle but anxious, trying to awaken the Third Prince's consciousness.