Double Life: The Sickly Prince Eavesdrops on My Heart

In the evening, Xiao Jingxuan rode back to the city. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, casting a long shadow.

As his horse galloped, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were solemn and determined, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was thinking about the various difficulties he would face after returning to the city.

Qin Ruhuan stood at the door, looking at Xiao Jingxuan's receding back, her eyes full of reluctance and worry. She bit her lips tightly, her brows twisted into a knot.

As soon as Xiao Jingxuan disappeared, Qin Ruhuan immediately sent a pigeon message to Qianxun.

She looked anxious, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She stared at the flying pigeon with her beautiful eyes until it disappeared into the sky, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, she sent letters to her father and uncle respectively. When she wrote the letters, her expression was serious, the pen in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she wrote every word very carefully.

After doing all this, Qin Ruhuan finally felt at ease. She took out the drawing paper, ground the ink, picked up the brush and started to paint on the paper.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. Her mind was full of the scene with Xiao Jingxuan in the bamboo forest, so what she painted today was the back view in the bamboo forest!

Her eyes were focused and gentle as she stared at the drawing paper in front of her, as if it was a window to her inner world.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the brush gently fell on the paper, like a graceful dancer taking the first step. The initial line was light and smooth, seeming to outline the outline of the bamboo forest.

Sometimes she used light brushstrokes to delicately outline the delicate texture of the bamboo, showing the delicacy and grace of the bamboo forest; sometimes she used thick ink to render the depth and layering of the bamboo forest, making the bamboo forest seem three-dimensional on the paper.

She tried hard to recall the scene with Xiao Jingxuan in the bamboo forest, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

The brush in her hand seemed to be infused with emotion. The postures of the bamboos gradually emerged under her brush, some standing tall and straight, and some slightly bent, as if swaying gently in the breeze.

In the picture, Xiao Jingxuan's back is lifelike, and you can seem to feel the breeze blowing, making people want to walk into the painting and explore that peaceful and beautiful world.

After finishing the painting, she put it away and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Qin Ruhuan got up early and after practicing in the courtyard, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She did not bother to wipe them off and hurried to Master Mei.

"Master, I want to go down the mountain! I have some important matters to deal with at home!" Qin Ruhuan frowned, her voice full of anxiety, and it was obvious that she was still worried after thinking about it all night.

Master Mei looked at her lovingly, his eyes full of understanding and tolerance, and said with a smile: "Go ahead! Just come back when you're done!"

So Qin Ruhuan and the other two quickly packed up their things, got on the carriage and went down the mountain.

Along the way, Qin Ruhuan remained silent and looked solemn. Chunhua looked at this taciturn lady and felt more and more uneasy.

"Miss? What's wrong with you? I see that you have been silent and worried since we set out. Are you worried about something?" Chunhua approached Qin Ruhuan, her tone soft and cautious, her eyes full of concern and worry.

Qin Ruhuan raised her head and forced a smile, but that smile was uglier than crying. "It's okay! Chunhua! I'm just a little worried about my father and something going on at home. I can't calm down."

After saying that, he sighed softly, his eyes revealing undisguised anxiety, and his gaze unconsciously looked into the distance.

The carriage sped all the way and returned to the prime minister's residence in more than half an hour.

As soon as Qin Ruhuan got off the carriage, she ran straight into the mansion like the wind.

Qin Ruhuan didn't care about other people's eyes. She was worried about her father and hurried to her father's study. She stood in front of the door and knocked gently.

"Come in." My father's steady voice came from inside the house, and there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible fatigue in his voice.

Qin Ruhuan pushed open the door and saw her father sitting at the desk. He looked a little tired, with furrowed brows and bloodshot eyes.

The desk was piled with various documents and letters, looking messy.

"Father, your daughter is back." Qin Ruhuan walked quickly to her father's side, her voice full of concern and worry.

She looked at her father, her eyes slightly red and her heart full of heartache.

The father raised his head, a hint of surprise and relief flashed in his eyes, but was soon covered by worry. "Huan'er, you're back just in time. I was just worried about this matter." The father's voice was a little hoarse, revealing deep helplessness.

Qin Ruhuan reached out her hand and gently smoothed her father's wrinkled clothes. She said, "Father, I heard about what happened at home while I was in the mountains. I was very worried and rushed back. No matter what happens, I will face it together with you."

The left prime minister held Qin Ruhuan's hand and said with a slight tremor: "Huan'er, this matter is quite tricky. The Third Prince seems to be targeting us, and there have been strangers spying on us in the mansion recently. I am worried that if we are not careful, it will bring disaster to the family."

Qin Ruhuan's eyes were firm and her tone was resolute: "Don't be afraid, father. I have learned a lot of skills in the mountains. I will not let that villain succeed. Our family will work together and we will definitely get through this difficult time."

"Father, I will arrange for personnel to strengthen the guards in the mansion right away. We must not let those people with ill intentions take advantage of the opportunity." Qin Ruhuan looked determined and turned around to make the arrangements.

The father nodded slightly, "Huan'er, be careful in everything you do."

Qin Ruhuan quickly summoned her trusted aides in the mansion and carefully explained the key points and precautions of the guard. She personally checked every corner of the mansion to ensure that there were no omissions.

However, at this moment, a servant came running over and said, "Miss, something bad has happened. There is a group of people of unknown origin making trouble outside the mansion."

Qin Ruhuan frowned, "Don't panic, I'll go take a look."

When they arrived at the gate of the mansion, they saw a group of fierce-looking people shouting, "Let your prime minister come out. If you don't give us an explanation today, we won't leave."

Qin Ruhuan said coldly: "You are causing trouble here in broad daylight. Do you know what crime this is?"

One of them said arrogantly: "Humph, we are just seeking justice. The Prime Minister owes us, and we must repay him."

Qin Ruhuan knew that the Third Prince must have sent someone to cause trouble. She took a deep breath and said, "Tell me what grievance you have."

Those people started to make up stories, but Qin Ruhuan was not moved at all. "You have no evidence, but you are just making up stories. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, another group of soldiers arrived and asked, "Who is gathering here to cause trouble?"

It turned out that Qin Ruhuan had sent someone to send a message to Lu Haifeng to send reinforcements. The troublemakers saw that the situation was not good and dispersed.

Qin Ruhuan then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went back home to continue discussing countermeasures with her father.

As night falls, the lights in the prime minister's residence are brightly lit, and the father and daughter are still planning for the future of the family...