usatvline Chapter 215 215 Noticing Something's Wrong
Chapter 215 215 Noticing Something's Wrong
Chapter 215 215 Noticing Something's Wrong
The angina attacks that occurred repeatedly without warning, and always when he thought of Ye Pianran, should have made Chunyu Jing, even if he was stupid, know what was going on. Besides, he was not stupid at all.
Straightening up, Chunyu Jing forced himself not to think about Ye Pianran's name, his face as gloomy as the sky about to storm.
What did the imperial physician say when he examined his pulse yesterday? There was nothing wrong with his body. But now, his angina pectoris has recurred when he thinks of Ye Pianran. This shows that his angina is not due to excessive thinking or fatigue, but rather that someone has poisoned him! Who else is closest to him now, and who is also the most skilled in using poison, besides Ye Yingrou?
He couldn't understand why Ye Yingrou would do this. She was a master of poisons, and if she really hated him, she should have given him a deadly poison. So why did he react so badly whenever he thought of Ye Pianran?
Pressing his hand against his throbbing heart, Chunyu Jing clenched his fist tightly.
If he ignores this heartache and insists on getting close to Ye Pianran, who knows how he will react?
At this point, an idea suddenly came to him.
"Somebody come!"
A guard emerged from the shadows, curtsied, and said, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
Chunyu Jing said with a stern face, "Prepare the carriage immediately, I need to go out of the manor."
The guard didn't say much, but bowed and accepted the order: "Yes, Your Highness."
The carriage was quickly prepared, and Chunyu Jing boarded it alone, saying to the guards driving the carriage, "To the Marquis of Anshi's residence."
The moment Chunyu Jingxin Gu took effect, Ye Yingrou sensed it. Sitting in the carriage, she suddenly looked up in the direction of the Nanping Prince's Mansion, her face extremely pale. She immediately clenched her fists tightly, as if she wanted to crush something, as if she were holding Ye Pianran's heart in her hand.
This was the third time Chunyu Jing's heart-curdling had flared up. She knew that Chunyu Jing was suspicious by nature, and perhaps Chunyu Jing had already noticed something. If she returned to the palace now, it would not only be too late, but it would also be somewhat redundant.
Hmph, so what if Chunyu Jing has doubts? She has plenty of ways to dispel his suspicions. If he really likes Ye Pianran so much, then let him suffer the torment of the Heart Gu. Without some torment, how will he know who is the one who can truly stay by his side?
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In the backyard of the Northern Martial Prince's Mansion, a small figure stood steadily in the center of the field with his legs spread apart. He held a stone in each hand, which was trembling slightly from holding it for too long. His lips were clenched tightly and his face was covered with sweat.
Ye Cangqiong stood silently on the sidelines, watching indifferently, his face expressionless.
Jingxuan had been holding on for the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, and he was gradually starting to feel the strain. His heart began to pound violently, his breathing became increasingly heavy, and his arms trembled more and more severely. Just when he thought he was about to give up, Ye Cangqiong's cold voice suddenly rang in his ears:
"The time has come, young master, you may put down the stone in your hand."
Jingxuan let out a long breath, trembling as he pulled his arm back, threw away the stone in his hand, and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Ye Cangqiong said, "Take a 15-minute break, then continue with the next training session."
Jingxuan was already exhausted. Upon hearing this, his face immediately fell. He was about to speak up in rebuttal when he caught a glimpse of the Hanlin Sword that he had placed aside. He immediately swallowed the words he was about to say and resignedly said, "Fine."
In order to one day be able to use the complete Qilin Sword Technique and prevent the Hanlin Sword from becoming a piece of scrap metal, he will definitely grit his teeth and continue to persevere!
A quarter of an hour—not too long, not too short. Jingxuan sat on the sidelines to rest, found a clean patch of ground, and carefully wiped the Cold Scale Sword.
As he was wiping, he suddenly looked up at Ye Cangqiong and asked, "Guard Ye, when did you start serving my father?"
Ye Cangqiong said, "Ten years ago."
Jingxuan's eyes lit up: "Then, has Guard Ye also seen the Cold Scale Sword?"
Night Sky: "I've met you."
Jingxuan asked, "What kind of sword is this?"
"The cold snow descends auspiciously, the Qilin's might is revealed, all sounds return to zero, and the soul of the Azure Dragon is sealed with blood." Ye Cangqiong said, "The Cold Qilin Sword is a fine sword that can dominate the world. The one who possesses it must be one of the most outstanding heroes in the world."
"Really?" Jingxuan was overjoyed. "Then won't I be amazing in the future?"
"As long as the young prince practices diligently, he will surely surpass his master in the future."
Jingxuan, unable to contain his excitement, said, "Father said that Mother sealed this sword on the mountain herself, and the guards also saw Mother that night, is that right?"
But once the topic was brought up, Ye Cangqiong's mouth seemed to be sealed shut, and it could not be pried open again.
Jingxuan was both disappointed and a little angry. It felt like he was chasing a butterfly. He could see the butterfly right in front of him, and he could catch it if he got any closer, but he accidentally startled it and watched it fly away.
He didn't know if all motherless children were so sentimental; all he knew was that he was starting to miss Ye Pianran.
Jingxuan's heart skipped a beat, his eyes darted around, and he cleared his throat, saying to Ye Cangqiong, "Guard Ye, I'm a little thirsty. Could you go and get me some water?"
"Yes, young master." Ye Cangqiong bowed to accept the order and then turned around to find water for him.
Jingxuan watched his figure disappear before his eyes, then immediately jumped up and ran towards the corner of the wall. However, after running two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around to go back to get his Hanlin sword. But he hesitated for a moment, and finally abandoned the Hanlin sword. He climbed up a big tree by the backyard wall and quickly climbed over the high wall of the Prince's Mansion.
After jumping off the wall, Jingxuan turned around and looked at the swaying branches above his head, revealing a satisfied smile.
Hehe, it's not without its benefits that his father forced him to learn martial arts. He couldn't climb this tree before, let alone scale the wall.
Oh no, he has to run! Ye Cangqiong's skills are far superior to his. If he gets caught, he won't be able to escape!
Upon realizing this, Jingxuan's face immediately filled with tension, and he quickly took off running forward. He deliberately avoided the main gate of the Prince's Mansion, instead slipping into several deserted alleys nearby, following his memory, and slowly approaching the direction of the Marquis of Anshi's Mansion.
Hmph, if Father won't chase after my sister to the Marquis's mansion to coax her back, then he'll do it himself. My sister is his future mother, and he doesn't want anyone else to take her away!
After a stick of incense had burned, Jingxuan, panting heavily, finally arrived at the gate of the Marquis's residence. His face lit up with joy, and he was about to run forward when he caught sight of a luxurious carriage speeding towards the residence.
He felt a little nervous, fearing that someone from the Prince's mansion had come after him, so he quickly shrank back into the corner, only revealing his big, dark eyes to check the situation outside.
When the carriage stopped outside the Marquis's mansion, Jingxuan's eyes widened suddenly as he saw who got out of the carriage, and he clenched his small fist tightly.
Fourth Uncle!