Double Life: The Sickly Prince Eavesdrops on My Heart

Chunhua pursed her lips slightly and said with a worried look on her face: "Princess, you can't go on like this. If you keep starving yourself, you will become skinny! Look, your face has become smaller!" As she spoke, she gestured lightly with her hand.

Qin Ruhuan looked at Chunhua's anxious expression, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll eat it, okay!"

After saying that, she gently reached out her hand, picked up a piece of hibiscus cake, and slowly put it into her mouth.

But for some reason, she felt that this hibiscus cake was not as delicious as before. It tasted weird, and an indescribable feeling spread across her tongue, even a little nauseating.

In order not to worry Chunhua, she suppressed her physical discomfort and tried hard to swallow the hibiscus cake.

Chunhua looked at Qin Ruhuan expectantly and asked, "Princess, how does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Qin Ruhuan forced a smile and said, "Well, not bad."

But in reality, her stomach was already churning, and she could only try to suppress her discomfort.

She gently put down the pastry in her hand, took a deep breath, and thought to herself that perhaps she was too anxious that even her sense of taste was affected.

Qin Ruhuan sat alone in front of the window, looking at the bright moon outside, her thoughts already drifting to Xiao Jingxuan in the distance.

Her fingers gently stroked the objects that Xiao Jingxuan had used beside her, as if she could still feel his breath.

Her eyes were filled with endless longing and worry, and she whispered in her heart: "My Lord, when will you come back? These ten days of separation seem as long as several years. I am worried about you every day. I wonder if you are safe on the battlefield?"

She imagined Xiao Jingxuan's heroic appearance in the battlefield killing the enemy, and felt both proud and afraid.

He was proud of the fact that he fought bravely for his country and the people, but he was afraid that the sword was merciless and could put him in danger at any time.

She sighed softly: "My Lord, you must return safely. I will always be waiting for you here."

The night of Yunxiao City was ignited by war. Twenty thousand troops from the Western Regions poured in like a tide. The roars and sounds of fighting instantly broke the tranquility of the night.

The moment Xiao Jingxuan heard the alarm, he immediately jumped out of bed, his eyes revealing determination and courage.

He quickly put on his armor and called his men together. Under his command, the soldiers quickly assembled, all of them looking nervous but full of fighting spirit.

"Brothers, for our homes and our loved ones, we must fight to the death today!" Xiao Jingxuan shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky.

The city gate slowly opened, and Xiao Jingxuan took the lead, rushing to the front waving a big sword.

His broadsword gleamed coldly in the light of the fire, and every swing of it brought with it great power.

He rushed towards the enemy camp like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another.

Feixue followed closely behind Xiao Jingxuan, his long sword stabbing at the enemy flexibly like a spirit snake.

He was agile and moved freely among the crowd. Each of his swords accurately hit the enemy's vital points. Blood splattered around him, but he was not afraid at all.

On the other side in the Western Regions, Hu Qingyu was wielding a machete and slashing wildly.

He had a ferocious smile on his face, like a demon from hell. His machete flew up and down, and the soldiers were easily chopped down by his machete like straw.

When he saw Xiao Jingxuan rushing towards him, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Xiao Jingxuan, today is the day you die!" As he said that, he rushed towards Xiao Jingxuan waving a machete.

Xiao Jingxuan showed no sign of weakness and rushed towards Hu Qingyu.

The two men's swords collided in the air, making a crisp collision sound.

Sparks flew, their powers collided, and the surrounding soldiers were shocked and retreated.

Xiao Jingxuan pushed hard, forcing Hu Qingyu back a few steps. Then he swung his sword again and launched a fierce attack on Hu Qingyu.

His swordsmanship was sharp, and every move was filled with the determination to kill.

Hu Qingyu was not willing to be outdone. He tried his best to resist Xiao Jingxuan's attack while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Around them, soldiers were also fighting fiercely, with swords flashing and blood flowing.

Both sides were fighting desperately for victory, and the entire Yunxiao City seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.

The smoke of battle gradually dissipated, and Xiao Jingxuan stood on the devastated battlefield, holding a big knife.

His body was covered in blood, but his eyes revealed a light of victory.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the duel between Xiao Jingxuan and Hu Qingyu became the focus of the battle.

Although Hu Qingyu was aggressive at the beginning, he gradually showed signs of defeat under Xiao Jingxuan's brave and superb swordsmanship.

Every time Xiao Jingxuan swung his sword, it contained powerful force and precise skills, and he kept looking for Hu Qingyu's flaws.

Although Hu Qingyu fought hard, he gradually lost his composure under Xiao Jingxuan's relentless pressure.

His swinging of the machete was no longer as majestic as before, and his movements began to become sluggish.

Xiao Jingxuan seized the opportunity, swung his sword hard, and chopped Hu Qingyu hard.

Hu Qingyu screamed and blood immediately flowed from his body. He knew that he could no longer continue fighting, so he could only endure the pain and turn around to flee in panic.

With Hu Qingyu's defeat and escape, the Western Region soldiers lost their backbone and fell into chaos.

Their original aggressiveness had long since disappeared, replaced by panic and despair.

Xiao Jingxuan led the soldiers to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack, defeating the Western Region soldiers.

The Western Region soldiers fled in all directions, some dropped their weapons, and some even fell to the ground in surrender.

The morale of Xiao Jingxuan's soldiers was greatly boosted. They chased relentlessly and subdued the Western Region soldiers who tried to escape one by one.

The shouting and screaming on the battlefield gradually subsided, and the joy of victory spread in the hearts of Xiao Jingxuan and his soldiers.

They successfully resisted the sneak attack from the Western Regions and defended the safety of Yunxiao City.

He stood on the city wall, looking into the distance, and thought of Qin Ruhuan again. He knew that only by completely defeating the Western Regions could he return to her with peace of mind.

Xiao Jingxuan stood on the battlefield where the smoke had not yet completely dissipated, watching the soldiers busy cleaning.

Some of the injured soldiers were enduring the pain, while others had already fallen into a coma. They were carefully carried onto stretchers and quickly transported to the city's medical clinic.

Xiao Jingxuan personally walked up to the soldiers who were more seriously injured, patted them on the shoulders gently, and gave them encouraging looks.

"Someone! Someone, come quickly! Carry him back to the city! He is too badly injured!"