Everyone says the Thirteenth Prince is dashing, handsome, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and the dream lover of countless young ladies. But when it comes to Zhaojia Heyue, she dismiss...
Heyue shook her head and cried, "No, it won't happen, he won't come back!"
Heyue cried her heart out.
Thirteen didn't understand, but Heyue did.
My sister said that Hongtun was not destined to live a long life. Heyue always thought she could change things, but things still unfolded as history had planned.
Hongchang rushed in, knelt down in front of Heyue's bed, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Mother, don't be sad, my second brother will be alright. I'm going to find him right now, I'll go find him myself, and I will definitely bring him back safely."
Seeing her son's face covered in tears, He Yue felt terrible, but she couldn't blame him.
Both of them were her darlings, and even if Hongchang was somewhat involved in this matter, she couldn't blame him.
No one could have predicted that this would happen.
But Heyue had no energy to comfort Hongchang. She nestled in Thirteen's arms and cried her heart out.
Thirteen was also in pain. After all, Hongtun was his most beloved and cherished son. However, he couldn't collapse like Heyue. He still had to support Heyue and the family. He could only pretend to be strong and comfort Heyue.
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Hongtun is very lucky and will come back safely. He's so smart and filial, he definitely wouldn't want to leave us behind."
Hongchang wiped away his tears, his eyes red: "Mother, don't worry, my second brother got into trouble because of me. I will definitely bring him back safely. And Hongli, they will both be fine. As long as my second brother and Hongli are safe, I will never go against him again, and I will never blame him again!"
He Yue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, her tears stopped, and her eyes widened.