flstandardbreds Chapter 150 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Chapter 150 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Outside the Qianyi Hall, a large group of people knelt in a dark mass.
The imperial physicians went in risking their lives, and when they came out, their clothes were soaked with sweat, as dusk approached.
Yuan Huan stood guard outside, his facial features hidden in the shadows under the eaves, making them difficult to see clearly.
Le Yuan brought over an imperial physician and asked worriedly, "Is His Majesty alright?"
The imperial physician's hat was askew, and under Yuan Huan's sharp gaze, his voice trembled slightly: "Your Majesty, His Majesty was severely frightened and is still unconscious, but, but he is no longer in serious condition."
Le Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After the imperial physician left, Zhao Bai whispered, "If it weren't for the Crown Prince's timely intervention, Garuda's incursion into the Emperor's carriage could have caused a major disaster."
Le Yuan slapped his forehead in frustration and knelt down to beg for punishment: "It's all my fault. I failed to take good care of Garuda. Please punish me, Your Highness."
Yuan Huan showed no expression on his face, nor did he ask him to get up. He simply kept his gaze fixed on the hall.
The hall was brightly lit with candles.
After the imperial physician left, Jiang Xiyu slowly regained consciousness.
Ronghua, who was standing beside him with tears in his eyes, saw that the person on the bed had finally woken up and choked out, "Brother, brother, you've finally woken up."
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it's all Ronghua's fault. I shouldn't have dragged you out for a walk."
Ronghua said a lot of things out of guilt.
Jiang Xiyu gestured for her to help him up. After leaning against the soft pillows, he gave a faint smile and said in a hoarse voice, "Alright, if you keep crying, you'll look like a cat. Besides, this was just an accident. How could it be Ronghua's fault?"
Ronghua lay by the bed and cried for a while before finally raising her head. Her phoenix eyes were filled with anger as she said, "Once I order my men to catch that beast, I will tear it to pieces!"
She wouldn't let any of the eunuchs and guards who were present at the time go.
Ronghua thought to herself, then stood up and looked at Zhuosheng, the Grand Supervisor, ready to question him.
Jiang Xiyu stopped her, his expression becoming slightly serious, and said, "I will handle this matter myself. Ronghua must not act willfully."
He looked at the chief eunuch and asked again, "Where is the heir apparent?"
The chief eunuch kowtowed to the ground and respectfully replied, "The Crown Prince is waiting outside the palace."
"How long have we been waiting?"
"About two hours."
Jiang Xiyu calmly instructed, "Let him in."
"Yes."
The bedchamber was brightly lit and filled with the fragrance of incense.
When Yuan Huan went in, he happened to run into Rong Hua, who was coming out with red eyes.
When Ronghua saw him stop in his tracks, she was taken aback, and as their figures passed each other, she looked up and glared at him fiercely.
She cursed inwardly: As expected of the barbarians of Beiyuan, they actually raised such a terrible beast.
It even caused her elder brother to fall ill and be bedridden.
The more Ronghua thought about it, the angrier she became.
But that person didn't even glance at her, treating her like she wasn't there.
In an instant, Ronghua's anger surged to the top of his head.
Just as she was about to curse, she heard her elder brother's weak cough coming from inside the palace.
Remembering her brother's instructions, she had no choice but to suppress her temper and go out.
Yuan Huan was led around the screen and into the inner hall. After seeing the person on the bed, his gaze suddenly stopped.
The light in the inner chamber flickered, and the thin nightgown had already slipped down her arm, revealing the arm that was resting on her eyelid. It was slender and fair, and under the candlelight, it seemed to gleam with a soft luster like porcelain.
Hearing the noise, Jiang Xiyu lowered her hand from her eyes and then slowly turned her gaze to him.
Yuan Huan is a wild and untamed eagle.
His handsome appearance always carried an aggressive quality that was impossible to look directly at. When he looked at you, his dark pupils were as sharp as a beast, making you wary and sending chills down your spine.
No one could withstand such a gaze. Jiang Xiyu quickly met his eyes, then focused her attention on his slightly curly long hair.
The people of Kitahara typically braid their hair and tie it at the back of their heads.
Unlike their first meeting, Yuan Huan was not wearing a crown this time. Her hair, which was half-down and hanging down, was braided, with a small peace lock bell hanging at the end of the braid. She inexplicably gave people a sense of refined debauchery and was quite charming.
Jiang Xiyu looked on, and couldn't help but feel envious.
During this long period of scrutiny, Yuan Huan remained calm and did not look away, only feeling that the fragrance lingering in the air was becoming increasingly strong.
He recalled the rumors that Le Yuan had mentioned to him.
This young emperor has a thing for men.
Now they stare at me so openly, and even show an expression of admiration from time to time.
Yuan Huan's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "Your Majesty, I apologize for disturbing your and the Empress's good mood."
Jiang Xiyu's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't explain. She simply raised her hand to signal the people waiting to leave.
After everyone had left, he said, "Your Highness, please get up. I find your eagle quite imposing."
Curious, he asked again, "Was that an eagle brought from Kitahara?"
“Yes.” Yuan Huan stood up and then explained, “The palace is too small. It was hunting just now and did not mean to offend His Majesty.”
A smile played on Jiang Xiyu's pale lips as he asked innocently, "Am I also its prey?"
"Perhaps the beast is blind and did not recognize His Majesty."
"How could a beast recognize a person?" I'm afraid its owner won't recognize it.
Jiang Xiyu didn't say the last sentence, but stared blankly at the glass lamp not far away.
Yuan Huan said, "I accept the punishment."
Jiang Xiyu remained silent for a long while, then said softly, "I dare not punish the Crown Prince."
The voice was soft and clear, with a slight upward curve at the end, as if saying, "I can't bear to punish the Crown Prince."
But those eyes, so innocent, looked like a deer's.
Its owner is like a beautiful jade under the lamp, with no flaws to be found.
Yuan Huan's expression remained unchanged.
He cannot make any changes; any change would be as if he were admitting that he had understood something else.
So he calmly said, "Then let the Prime Minister punish him."
That tone was a bit harsh.
Jiang Xiyu did not agree, but also looked away with some fear.
But he couldn't resist his curiosity.
"If there's a chance, may I see that eagle?"
The young emperor's expression subtly revealed a hint of longing, and his eyes and brows showed a rare childlike innocence when he asked the question.
Yuan Huan stared at him for a while.
They discovered that at his age, he was no different from the younger brothers in their own clan.
However, he doesn't look very robust; he appears somewhat frail.
Yuan Huan said, "Let's wait until His Majesty is fully recovered before making a decision."
"I don't know when I'll be better." A fleeting look of melancholy crossed Jiang Xiyu's face, which he thought he had concealed well.
But when his emotions got the better of him, he only felt tightness in his chest and his breathing became a little rapid.
"Someone, someone, the medicine..."
The tone was so low it was barely a whisper.
Yuan Huan muttered to himself, "Sickly fellow."
Seeing that his face was flushed an abnormal red and that he was clutching his chest in discomfort, she walked over with almost no patience, picked up the white jade medicine bowl that was next to her, and handed it to him.
Jiang Xiyu took his position and put the rim of the jade bowl into her mouth.
As if she were suffering, her long, watery eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and her brows furrowed tightly.
Yuan Huan's hand didn't move, and Jiang Xiyu couldn't finish drinking.
He had no choice but to raise his hand and hold the jade bowl himself, but in his panic, his fingertips touched Yuan Huan's hand.
The deeper the medicine settles, the more bitter it becomes.
Jiang Xiyu touched his hand, and in the end, she grasped his hand tightly.
The medicine bowl was taken back without anyone noticing, and the liquid in the bowl rippled slightly.
After Jiang Xiyu finished drinking, her chin was lifted up, and her neck formed a long, slender curve.
He was completely unaware, his eyes filled with tears as he looked at him and thanked him.
Yuan Huan remained expressionless, stared at him for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, may you let go now?"