“Unless ‘Yuanyuan’ helps!” As a royal, he should know about such spiritual medicine; perhaps it could provide a chance of survival.
“Grudge? Heaven’s cruel joke!”
He smiled bitterly, lowering his head to look at the sleeping woman in his arms, his heart sinking.
“What does Your Highness mean?” Yanran asked, sensing a familiar “grudge” in his tone.
“It was originally my father’s. When I was eight, after shooting a deer while hunting, he gave me this item to commend my courage. Later, it disappeared, and no one ever saw it again.” His voice was thick with disappointment.
“Seems this is Lingyue’s fate! Blame that hateful empress!” Yanran cursed softly.
“Yanran, don’t be disrespectful!” Though Lingyue was poisoned by the empress, she was still Dongfang Che’s mother. Luoran softly cautioned her, aware that careless words might invite disaster.
“Forget it! Having such a mother, I’m truly helpless! My carelessness and weakness harmed Lingyue!” Tears flowed as he thought of the possibility of losing her. As a royal descendant, he faced many helpless moments, but as a son of a nation’s empress, he endured even more, perhaps all arranged by fate.
In the vast room, the three fell silent, lost in their own thoughts.
But what they thought was only for the still-silent woman in Che’s arms.
“Brother, the medicine is here!” Yu Shan put aside her sorrow and walked out from the kitchen. Seeing the prince’s arrival, she was startled.
“What medicine?” Dongfang Che furrowed his brow, looking at the dark things in the bowl.
“These are herbal medicines I personally prepared! Perhaps they can cure the poison in the princess’s body!” Among the four, only Yu Shan still held a glimmer of hope, but the other three’s expressionless faces discouraged her.
“So, even you don’t know if this medicine will work! Forget it, since it’s useless, why make her drink it!” He felt disheartened, perhaps because the person in his arms was the one he loved most.
“Why? No one said the poison can’t be cured! The princess is kind-hearted; heaven won’t treat her this way! Drink this medicine, and there might still be a chance. Don’t give up so easily!” Yu Shan was almost hysterical. For two days, facing her brother’s pain and Yanran’s tears, she wanted to cry too.
