Jiang Languo —

Since Yu Qianqian regained her memories, she has been resting at the Crown Prince's residence and rarely goes out. Even so, she always keeps her distance from Su Yu intentionally or unintentionally, and the two treat each other with respect.

That day, Su Yu took the initiative to invite her out for a walk, so she had no choice but to dress up a little, put on a red fur robe, and simply tie her hair up in a bun, and then they walked together along the path in the back garden.

As she passed the covered walkway leading to the pavilion, she vaguely heard several bursts of laughter. Out of curiosity, she tiptoed closer to take a look and found that a group of maids were whispering among themselves.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, she suddenly heard several very clear voices discussing something: "Hey! Have you heard? The Northern You Kingdom is about to change its ruler. It's said to be the powerful regent, Mu Feiyu!"

"To be honest, the Northern You Kingdom is really plagued by misfortunes right now! The Duke of Zhenguo and Prince Jing were brought down by treacherous people almost overnight, and now, according to reliable sources, Prince Jing, Mu Beichen, is suffering from a terminal illness and may not live much longer."

Upon hearing these words, Yu Qianqian didn't think twice. She leaped out of the garden and rushed in before Su Yu could even come out of the palace.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he met Su Yu, who was standing in front of the bronze mirror, happily tidying up her clothes.

She walked straight over, staring intently at the figure in front of her. She clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly, but her face remained expressionless.

Su Yu hadn't noticed the emotions beyond her facial expression, and on a whim, assumed that she was opening up to him for the first time ever.

"I thought you'd completely turned into a lazy cat and would never want to step out of your room again. I didn't expect you to be so proactive now. But if you had come any earlier, you would have trapped me in bed. How embarrassing..." Before he could finish speaking, he turned around and inadvertently saw Yu Qianqian's burning gaze, which immediately made him feel uneasy.

"You must already know about the riots in the Northern You Kingdom and the changes that have occurred in the Jing Prince's Mansion, right?"

Su Yu noticed Yu Qianqian's shifty gaze and her mind went blank for a moment, involuntarily shutting her mouth and falling silent.

Her gaze towards Su Yu was intense and fiery. Suddenly, she took another step forward and uttered a cold shout: "Su Yu, I still want to ask you, just how many things are you hiding from me?"

Seeing her furious expression, Su Yu's heart tightened, and the smile on his handsome face immediately faded. He replied in a low voice, "Your current physical condition cannot withstand any stimulation, and besides, I don't want you to be troubled by those dangerous things..."

"That's my own business, you have no right to make decisions for me!" Yu Qianqian's face darkened, and she interrupted his rambling with another cold shout.

Buddha turned and ran straight to the palace gate, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Su Yu rushed up and blocked the doorway with his arms. Watching her expression gradually turn cold and indifferent, his heart ached, but he still gritted his teeth and stood his ground against her, refusing to compromise.

He stared at her for a long time, but received no response. Suddenly, his face darkened, and his eyes flashed with cold light. His icy voice cut out like a blade cutting through its sheath: "Crown Princess, your current status is no longer suitable for you to leave Jianglan Kingdom, let alone go to Beiyou Kingdom. I will absolutely not allow you to go back to him!"

However, Yu Qianqian remained unmoved by Su Yu's unusually abnormal expression. Every glance she gave was as cold as shattering ice, and every word she uttered was even more chilling.

"Your Highness should know that no one can stop me from making any decision." With that, she turned her gaze and swiftly drew the sword from its sheath. Before the other could turn his eyes away, the three-foot blade was already at her neck.

"If Your Highness does not wish to see my corpse today, then let me leave immediately!"