Double Life: The Sickly Prince Eavesdrops on My Heart

Xiao Jingxuan led a large army and arrived at the border of Yunxiao City today.

Yesterday evening he received a distress message from Qianxun, saying that General Huo was trapped in Yunxiao City.

So he led his troops to change the route to Yunxiao City, and sent out spies to investigate when they were a few miles away from the city gate.

After the spy reported the news, Xiao Jingxuan urgently summoned his deputy generals to discuss the battle plan.

After deciding on the tactics, the main force began to advance in three directions, forming a tight encirclement of the enemy.

He led the charge, riding on a tall warhorse, holding a long sword, his eyes filled with determination and fearlessness.

The sword flashed with a cold light, as if it was eager to drink the enemy's blood.

"Soldiers, follow me and charge. We must defeat the enemy today!" Xiao Jingxuan roared loudly. His voice resounded through the sky like a huge bell, echoing in the valleys and arousing the soldiers' fierce fighting spirit.

Inspired by him, the soldiers were in high spirits and rushed towards the enemy like a tide.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting and fighting and the clashing of weapons were deafening. The battlefield was covered in dust and filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.

Xiao Jingxuan waved the sword, and every time he swung it, there was a sharp sound of wind.

The sword light shuttled through the enemy troops like lightning across the night sky, and wherever it went, the enemy troops fell one after another.

But the enemy was not willing to be outdone and fought desperately, and the battle became a stalemate.

Xiao Jingxuan was extremely anxious, and he was thinking about breaking through the enemy's defense line as soon as possible and rescuing the trapped General Huo.

He rode forward, deeper into the enemy camp, his horse neighing and his hooves splashing up dust.

His face was tense, veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat mixed with dust made him look a little disheveled, but his eyes were still burning with a raging fire of war.

At this moment, a cold arrow shot out from the darkness at an extremely fast speed, like a black lightning.

Xiao Jingxuan was unable to dodge and was hit by an arrow in his right shoulder. Severe pain instantly spread throughout his body, as if thousands of poisonous insects were gnawing at his flesh and blood.

"Your Highness!" Feixue beside him exclaimed, her voice full of worry.

"Don't worry about me, just keep killing the enemies!" Xiao Jingxuan clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain, and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

His face turned pale instantly, but the determination in his eyes remained unchanged.

He suddenly drew his sword and cut off the arrow shaft. Blood gushed out immediately, staining his clothes red.

The red bloodstains were particularly eye-catching on his black armor.

His bravery inspired the soldiers, and they fought even more desperately.

Xiao Jingxuan fought with injuries, and he used all his strength every time he swung his sword, as if he was possessed by the god of war.

His wounds continued to bleed due to the violent movements, but he seemed not to notice, only focusing on the enemy in front of him. Wherever he went, the enemy troops were terrified and retreated one after another.

Finally, the enemy's defense line began to loosen. Xiao Jingxuan seized the opportunity and commanded the army to launch a more fierce attack.

"Kill!" Xiao Jingxuan's roar sounded again, with an indomitable determination in his voice.

He wielded a blood-stained sword and led his soldiers to charge towards the enemy like a steel torrent, moving towards victory step by step.

Inside Prince Jing’s Palace.

The waiting process was still long and anxious. Qin Ruhuan was restless and asked every once in a while if there was any new news.

Two days and two nights passed, and there was still no accurate news about Prince Jing's army.

Qin Ruhuan's eyes were bloodshot and her face looked increasingly haggard.

"Miss, please go and rest for a while. You can't stand staying like this." Chihiro advised with concern.

Qin Ruhuan shook her head gently, "How can I rest in peace when my uncle is still on the verge of life and death?"

At this time, another spy came hurriedly, "Miss, Prince Jing's army has approached Yunxiao City, but the enemy is fighting desperately and the situation is stalemate."

Qin Ruhuan's heart once again rose to her throat. She clasped her hands together and prayed silently: "God bless my uncle and Prince Jing. Please make sure they are safe and sound."

A few hours later, a soldier covered in blood rushed in, "Miss, Prince Jing successfully repelled the enemy, and General Huo is safe and sound!"

Qin Ruhuan cried with joy when she heard this, "That's great, that's great!" The big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. Her face finally bloomed with a smile as bright as a spring flower.

"Hurry, prepare the car, I want to go to the Huo Mansion!" She ordered the servants impatiently, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Soon, the carriage was ready. Qin Ruhuan hurriedly got on, urging the coachman to go faster all the way.

When she arrived at the Huo Mansion, she almost ran into the gate.

At this time, my grandfather, Old Man Huo, was sitting in the hall with a worried look on his face, while my aunt Zhang was wiping tears beside her.

Qin Ruhuan didn't have time to catch her breath, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, aunt, uncle is fine! King Jing defeated the enemy army, and uncle has been rescued!"

When Mr. Huo and Mrs. Zhang heard this, they were stunned at first, and then an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

"Ruhuan, are you telling the truth?" Grandpa Huo stood up tremblingly, holding his crutches tightly, his eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

Qin Ruhuan stepped forward quickly, held Grandpa's hand, and nodded heavily: "It's absolutely true, Grandpa! The victory message from King Jing has arrived!"

Zhang cried with joy and clasped her hands together: "God bless you, God bless you!"

Qin Ruhuan smiled and comforted her: "Aunt, don't cry. Uncle will be back safely soon. We should be happy."

Tears welled up in Mr. Huo's eyes, and his voice choked with sobs: "Okay, okay! I've been worried about this old bone of mine these past few days."

Qin Ruhuan helped her grandfather sit down again: "Grandpa, don't worry, uncle is blessed with a good fortune, and he will surely be able to turn danger into safety."

Zhang quickly asked people to prepare an incense table to express her gratitude to the ancestors.

For a moment, the Huo family was filled with a joyful atmosphere, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles of rebirth after a disaster.

After having lunch at the Huo Mansion, Qin Ruhuan got up and returned to the Left Prime Minister's Mansion.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he saw his father, the Left Prime Minister Qin Lang, and his mother Huo Ruyan sitting in the hall, looking worried.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Qin Ruhuan walked quickly into the hall.

When Qin Lang and Huo Ruyan saw their daughter return, the worry on their faces eased a little.

"Huan'er, you're finally back. You've worked hard for your uncle these days." Huo Ruyan took Qin Ruhuan's hand and patted it gently.

Qin Ruhuan smiled and shook her head: "Mother, uncle is fine now. King Jing successfully repelled the enemy and rescued uncle."

Qin Lang nodded slightly, his expression slightly relieved: "That's great, it's worth your hard work these past few days."

"Dad, you don't know, I have been extremely worried these days. Now that my uncle is safe and sound, I can finally put my mind at ease." Qin Ruhuan said.

Mrs. Qin Huo Ruyan sighed: "Your uncle was able to escape this time, which can be regarded as the blessing of our ancestors."