Double Life: The Sickly Prince Eavesdrops on My Heart

The third prince frowned, full of confusion. He couldn't figure out which prince the left prime minister would support!

"Send the gift again tomorrow and bring a letter by the way. If he still refuses, tell them that they can take action! My Highness will never allow him to have the opportunity to support others!" Xiao Qian's face was gloomy, and his words were full of ruthlessness and determination.

"Yes! Your Highness! Everything over there is ready, all we need is your order!" Cai Guozhong responded quickly, his expression full of respect.

"Where is the Huo Mansion? Did you receive the red coral from yesterday?" Xiao Qian asked anxiously.

"Your Highness, it hasn't been accepted yet! General Huo's temper is probably more stubborn than that of the Left Prime Minister! They are all on good terms with King Jing, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to use them!" Cai Guozhong shook his head helplessly and said with a sigh.

The Third Prince nodded slightly, his face solemn, "Indeed, Huo Zhong has such a stubborn temper that it is even harder to persuade him!"

"If you can win them over, win them over! If you can't win them over, get rid of them! I've already given them chances, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" Xiao Qian's eyes became increasingly cold, as if they could emit cold rays of light.

"Your Highness, don't be angry. They are the ones who don't know what's good for them and don't understand your love for talent! Looking at the several princes, who is more qualified than you?" Cai Guozhong said with a flattering smile on his face.

Xiao Qian felt very happy when he heard what Old Cai said! The strength of the other princes was far different from his. I don't know what these old guys are hesitating about!

The capital of the Western Regions.

This morning, after a long journey, the Western Region delegation finally returned to the capital amid everyone's anticipation.

The news of Hu Qingyu's injury spread like wildfire throughout the capital. Upon hearing this, the king was extremely worried and immediately sent the most senior imperial physician in the palace to treat him.

As soon as the imperial physician stepped into the room, he saw Hu Qingyu throwing the cup out in anger!

"Get out! I don't need a doctor!" The angry roar seemed to break through the roof.

When the other princes heard the news that Hu Qingyu was injured, they came to visit him, but they were all kept out without exception.

Everyone was curious about what kind of injury could make him, who was always brave, lose his temper so much that he even refused to see anyone.

Hu Qingyu closed his eyes and frowned tightly. His handsome face looked particularly ferocious due to pain and anger.

Beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and the bloody and cruel scene kept flashing through his mind. He had never lost so miserably in his life!

In the palace, the news about Hu Qingyu's injury spread like wildfire, and everyone was talking about it.

The king was deeply worried about this matter. In the solemn court, he angrily denounced his ministers' many unfounded speculations about the matter.

Hu Qingyu's mother, the noble and honorable queen, secretly shed tears in her gorgeous bedroom, clasped her hands together, and prayed devoutly to God to bless her beloved son to recover his pain and health as soon as possible.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a slender and determined figure quietly approached Hu Qingyu's residence.

She was a woman dressed in plain white, with a pretty face and eyes full of deep concern and endless worry. She was Hu Qingyu's admirer - Lin Wan'er!

Lin Wan'er ignored the guards at the door who tried to stop her and rushed into the room with a resolute attitude.

Hu Qingyu heard the noise coming from outside and suddenly opened his eyes. He was about to get angry, but he was stunned when he saw Lin Wan'er's familiar and pitiful face.

Brother Qingyu, why are you doing this?" Lin Wan'er's voice was trembling with tears.

Hu Qingyu turned his head away, his face gloomy, and said coldly: "Wan'er, you shouldn't have come."

Lin Wan'er walked gently to his bedside and stretched out her slender hand to touch his wound, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Don't touch it!" Hu Qingyu shouted loudly, his voice full of pain and irritation.

Lin Wan'er's tears immediately burst out, rolling down like pearls from a broken string: "I know you are suffering, but why do you torture yourself and everyone else like this? Everyone is worried about you."

Hu Qingyu was silent for a long time, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice filled with endless sadness: "This mission to Dasheng has made me lose too much... Wula died because of me, and my appearance, which I was once proud of, was ruined. How can I face everyone in this miserable state?"

Lin Wan'er held his hand tightly, her eyes firm but gentle as she said, "In my heart, you will always be the brave and fearless Hu Qingyu. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side and never leave you."

There was a barely perceptible touch of emotion in Hu Qingyu's eyes, and he held Lin Wan'er's hand tightly, as if he had grasped a ray of warm and hopeful light in the endless darkness.

Princess Xiao Ya was locked up in a small and simple room not far from Hu Qingyu's bedroom. For so many days, she was drowsy every day and was rarely awake. Her pale face and dim eyes showed her weakness and haggardness.

In recent days, the news of Hu Qingyu's injury spread throughout the palace. He was completely immersed in his own pain and anger and had no mood to pay attention to Princess Xiao Ya.

He even forgot to give her medicine on time, as if he had forgotten her in that neglected corner.

Just today, Princess Xiao Ya finally woke up from her long period of chaos!

"Someone come! Where is this? Is there anyone here?" Princess Xiao Ya shouted at the top of her lungs.

Her voice, filled with endless fear and confusion, echoed in the empty room.

However, there was no response except her own.

Princess Xiao Ya struggled to sit up from the shabby bed, but her body kept shaking due to weakness.

She looked around. The mottled walls and simple furnishings made everything seem so strange and depressing.

"Is there anyone here? I want to get out!" Princess Xiao Ya shouted again, with a hint of tears in her voice. But still no one came to answer, and she felt extremely desperate.

The servant hurried to Hu Qingyu's bedroom, bowed respectfully and said, "Prince, that woman has been making a fuss. She is making frighteningly loud noises and keeps throwing things. How should you deal with this?"

Hu Qingyu was originally immersed in his own thoughts. When he heard the report from his servants, he suddenly remembered that he had brought back a princess.

He frowned slightly, and after a moment's silence, he stood up, took the veiled hat beside him and put it on, then walked steadily towards the room where Xiao Ya was locked up.

When Princess Xiao Ya saw Hu Qingyu coming, anger immediately ignited in her eyes, so she asked loudly: "Where is this? Why did you bring me here? Let me go back!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingyu raised a meaningful smile and said slowly, "Didn't the princess like being with me a lot these past few days?"