After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 308: Inquire about information

The sudden question left Cui Rong stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to react.

After I came to my senses, the grievances that had been pent up in my heart instantly turned into anger.

"How could you think that!"

The strong dissatisfaction caused her body to tremble involuntarily, affecting the wound on her back that had not yet fully healed.

Suddenly, his face was twisted by the severe pain, and tears slid down his cheeks uncontrollably.

Seeing this, his expression immediately became very serious, "Stop! The wound has split open!"

As he spoke, he quickly placed the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table, and then carefully supported Cui Rong to avoid further harm.

Although she was touched by the other party's kindness, the negative emotions overflowing in her heart at the moment made her unable to respond at all.

She turned her head stubbornly, her back to him, and bit her lips tightly to avoid exposing her vulnerability again.

He also knew that now was not a good time for communication, so he could only sigh helplessly and reminded again: "Be obedient, take a good rest and recover your strength. That's the important thing."

As this last gentle exhortation gradually faded into the air, the room fell into an unprecedented silence...

"Since she is not in good health, of course I will take care of her."

Song Yanyi's voice was gentle but firm.

Ever since he learned that Cui Rong was in poor health, he had devoted all his energy to taking care of her.

Is there really nothing I can help you with?

Brother, we are close relatives. If there are any problems, the Song family’s affairs should not be borne by you alone.

I also hope to share some of the responsibilities and burdens with you.

Ever since my father learned that my brother decided to live in seclusion, he has been frowning and depressed all day long.

Seeing this scene, I was extremely anxious. "

From the moment Song Yanyi suddenly announced that he wanted to withdraw from the political stage, the entire family was shrouded in an invisible pressure.

Although the elders expressed strong opposition to this sudden change, it was clear that these opinions had no impact on his decision.

Staring at his brother in front of him, a pair of eyes full of sincerity and concern, Song Yanyi felt a warm current in his heart, "In this case, then I will no longer be polite. I have a small request. I wonder..."

After hearing this, Second Uncle Song immediately stood up and said firmly: "As long as it is good for our family, please let me participate! No matter how difficult the task is, just give me the order, brother!"

Song Yanyi slowly took out a small and exquisite jade emblem from his sleeve and said, "I will stay away from the limelight and stay indoors for the time being. Therefore, I can only trouble you to hand this thing to the prince of Beiliang in person."

When taking the item from behind, Uncle Song's eyes flashed with curiosity for a moment, "What on earth is this?"

However, before he could continue to ask questions, Song Yanyi interrupted him and said, "There is no need to delve into the specific details. The other party will understand everything when he gets this token."

Although he was full of doubts, he nodded without hesitation to indicate that he obeyed the order, and then hurried away to carry out the mission.

Watching his brother's figure gradually going away until he completely disappeared, Song Yanyi's originally gentle gaze gradually became cold.

At this moment, the woman who had been hiding behind the screen walked into the room quietly.

"What is the purpose of that jade token? Why do you have such a complicated connection with the Beiliang royal family?"

The woman named Su Yan asked, her expression full of inquiry.

Faced with such a direct question from his friend, this once powerful figure simply shook his head.

"It's just an insignificant thing."

The words may seem careless, but they hide elusive secrets.

After some thought, the astute Su Yan finally understood and clapped his hands in praise: "You are such a cunning old fox! Ever since the King of Jin lost his power, Li Jingzhao has been trying to please the King of Xuan in an attempt to gain his support. By passing on information to the King through this channel, he can not only test what position Uncle Song holds towards him, but also quietly plant a seed of suspicion and uneasiness between the two, making the alliance that should have been as solid as an iron wall become shaky."

Such an ingenious design is truly amazing. Who can easily uncover the real purpose of the planner?

As night falls, the moonlight outside is bright, and the silvery-white light shines on the earth, as soft and beautiful as fine gauze.

At this moment, Song Yanyi was quietly accompanying Cui Rong, who looked extremely weak due to illness.

As the palace medical officer carefully changed the dressing and carried out the nursing work, the girl's pale face instantly revealed an expression of extreme pain, so much so that tears rolled down her cheeks and eventually soaked the pillowcase.

Finally getting through the most difficult process, both of them breathed a sigh of relief as if they had experienced a thrilling battle, and they felt a lot more relaxed.

He gently raised his right hand and wiped the sweat off the other person's forehead with a clean and soft cloth. "Do you feel better now?"

While asking with concern, his eyes were also filled with heartache and reluctance.

However, what greeted him was the other party's attitude of deliberately avoiding his gaze and remaining silent.

If that unpleasant argument hadn't happened, perhaps the situation wouldn't have deteriorated to this point.

At that time, I might have scolded her and taught her a lesson, but now when I see this scene again, I can only feel immense pity.

The doctor had said her wounds were healing quite well.

For this purpose, I specially ordered my men to go to a distant place to find the rare and precious Tianshan Snow Lotus, intending to use this medicinal material to aid in his recovery.

It is said that it has extremely remarkable magical effects. With time and proper conditioning and care, I believe that in about a month you will be able to see your skin restored to its full vitality.

Although the words he spoke were as gentle as spring rain that moistened people's hearts, the worry that was deeply engraved in his heart could not be easily covered up.

Was it to comfort the lady lying in front of her sickbed or to give herself some comfort?

At this moment, the voice of the servant Fu Xian suddenly rang out from outside the door: "Master."

When he turned around after hearing the voice, he saw a barely perceptible change in Song Yanyi's eyes.

"I'll be back soon," he said, then stood up and walked out the door.

When he arrived at the corridor, he happened to meet his personal guard who had been waiting for a long time with a serious expression on his face. Fu Xian immediately reported the latest situation: "The young master did not choose to visit the Beiliang Palace directly but first sent his entourage to the Xuan Palace to inquire about the true and false news."

Upon hearing this, his face suddenly turned gloomy, "So that's how it is."

"Should we bring the Second Young Master back for interrogation immediately?"

"Don't worry. Keeping him alive for now is still valuable to me."

His voice was deep and carried an unquestionable majesty, as if even the air was frozen for a moment because of his words.