Song Yue denied it: "No!"
Prince Guangjia chuckled, his wet hair dripping down his chin. He sniffed and mumbled, "It's getting late. I'll take you back."
He swayed, then suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Song Yue was startled and gently pushed him with her hand: "Huh?"
Her fingertips touched his skin, which was burning hot. Suddenly, she grabbed his slender wrist and gasped in surprise.
Being plagued by a hundred poisons is nothing more than this.
His body was so weak that even a slight cold could take his life at any moment.
He had just gotten angry and walked around in the icy river water, he was practically courting death!
Song Yue looked around, struggled to help the person up, blew a whistle, and summoned Ling Yi: "Carry the person away."
After thinking about it, she could only settle in a nearby mansion, which Princess Jia Hua had prepared for her, where she could occasionally rest.
I never expected it would come in handy.
After changing into clean clothes, Song Yue asked Ling Yi, "Who were those people tonight?"
Ling Yi said, "I don't know, but those people are extremely skilled in martial arts. If Prince Guangjia hadn't escaped in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
All of the guards around King Guangjia were dead.
Song Yue frowned, looking at the unconscious young man on the bed, his skin as pale as paper, his slender wrists resting on the bed.
“Miss, we’ll deliver the message to the Eighth Prince’s residence. He will definitely send someone to rescue Prince Guangjia. Why do you need to get involved?” Ling Yi advised.
Song Yue shook her head: "Saving people is the priority. Let him make his own decision after he wakes up."
The medicine was prepared and then administered to Prince Guangjia.
That night, Prince Guangjia's fever flared up repeatedly until it subsided at dawn, and Song Yue stayed up all night to keep watch over him.
When Prince Guangjia opened his eyes, he saw Song Yue lying face down on the table, with several empty bowls beside her, containing some leftover medicine residue.
Hearing the noise, Song Yue woke up: "You're awake."
The Prince of Guangjia said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for saving me."
"No one knows where you are for now. I'll have someone take you back," Song Yue said.
Prince Guangjia nodded, his delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly as he stared at Song Yue's face: "I never gossip about people in private."
"Hmm?" Song Yue looked puzzled.
"Several years ago, the Eighth Prince's childhood sweetheart was sent away for a political marriage. The princess sent by Japan for this political marriage is this person."
Song Yue's face was tense.
"This woman was of humble status. She had saved the Eighth Prince's life. She was proud and refused to become a concubine. The Eighth Prince arranged for her to be Princess Qilan's companion. However, Princess Qilan was chosen for a political marriage. The princess died suddenly on the way to the marriage. The envoys had no choice but to send this woman to marry Princess Qilan. At that time, the Eighth Prince was not in the capital. By the time he found out, he was already in Japan."
After speaking in one breath, King Guangjia coughed twice, covering his mouth: "As for why Princess Qilan has become a princess of Japan, I have no idea."
Song Yue's lips were pale.
Yesterday she asked Zhao Zhiyan, and he clearly said that this person was not the one she loved.
Why deceive yourself?
When will the envoy from Japan arrive?
Within five days.
Song Yue understood; she already knew what was going on.
Before leaving, Prince Guangjia looked at Song Yue with a helpless expression; "I only met Miss Jiang once in the mountains. My aunt is too cautious. I really can't bear to marry Miss Jiang with my crippled body. Third Miss... cousin, could you please help persuade my aunt?"
The word "cousin" made Song Yue feel dazed.
Yes, the person in front of her is, in terms of status, her cousin.
"Furthermore, there are rumors that my uncle killed my father and rebelled to seize the throne, but that is not true." Prince Guangjia said helplessly, "I am weak and cannot bear the throne. My father begged my uncle to take the throne. Not long after my father was made crown prince, his health collapsed."
Song Yue stared in horror, her eyes wide: "How is this possible?"
Prince Guangjia said, "I don't know where the news of the rebellion came from. I've explained it, but no one believes me. Cousin, you'd better watch yourself."
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