Chapter 51 Plague (Part 3) No one knows that beneath the fleeting sweetness,...
Although the news of Xiao Wangshu's "critical illness" was kept strictly confidential to the outside world, it caused secret ripples in the ears of some people inside.
Some people were worried, while others were secretly happy.
That night, everything was silent, with only a few painful groans coming from the isolation area occasionally.
A dark figure silently crept toward the bedroom where Xiao Wangshu was recuperating. Its movements were agile, evidently familiar with the intervals between patrols at the government office. He cautiously crouched beneath the window, listening for a moment. He could hear only faint, rapid breathing from within the room, suggesting no one was watching.
A hint of ruthlessness and determination flashed in the shadow's eyes. A death order had been issued: Xiao Wangshu must be confirmed dead. If there was a chance, Xiao Wangshu must be sent on his final journey!
He pried open the window bolt and slid into the room like a civet cat, holding a thin needle dipped in poison in his hand, and approached the bed step by step.
The person on the bed was covered with a thick quilt, his figure was blurred, and the breathing sound came from there.
The black shadow raised the poison needle, aimed it at the neck and suddenly pulled open the quilt!
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
A sharp cry suddenly rang out! The figure under the quilt suddenly jumped out of the bed. At the same time, the candlelight in the room lit up!
The door was violently slammed open, and several elite guards rushed in, surrounding the black shadow in an instant, with their swords drawn, gleaming coldly.
The black shadow was horrified and wanted to resist, but Tao Meixiu hit him ruthlessly on the joints. He screamed, and the poison needle fell to the ground. He was then pinned to the ground by the guards and could not move.
Xiao Wangshu walked out slowly from behind the screen in the room, his clothes were neat and his face was calm, without a trace of illness.
He looked down at the subdued traitor with cold eyes:
"His Highness the Sixth Prince has a very long reach."
The traitor looked ashen, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.
"Take him away, keep him under strict guard, and pry open his mouth."
Not surprised by this, Xiao Wangshu just gave instructions calmly.
"yes!"
The guards took orders and dragged the man away.
Only then did Tao Meixiu breathe a sigh of relief, picked up the poison needle and carefully put it away, then looked at Xiao Wangshu:
"Sir, the traitor has been eliminated. Next..."
Before she finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of extremely violent and rapid horse hoofbeats and the guards' frightened and angry shouts outside the government office!
The sound of horse hooves did not stop, and it seemed as if they were about to rush in! It seemed that they were coming with bad intentions!
"What's going on?!"
Hearing the noise, Tao Meixiu became alert instantly, gripped the short stick tightly, and half-blocked in front of Xiao Wangshu.
Frowning, Xiao Wangshu listened attentively...
But an absurd and shocking idea suddenly popped into his mind.
Could it be...
His expression changed slightly and he walked quickly towards the door.
A galloping horse, like a madman, broke through the fragile barrier of the government office's outer courtyard. The man on the horse was dusty, his hair crown askew, his robes disheveled and stained with dust, and his red eyes were filled with endless panic, despair, and a kind of madness that was close to destructive.
It was the Crown Prince Xie Xuanhui who was supposed to be far away in Bian Jing!
Xie Xuanhui, who was on horseback, saw Xiao Wangshu standing outside the door unharmed at a glance.
At that moment, time seemed to have stood still.
Xie Xuanhui suddenly reined in the neighing horse, and his whole body froze on the horse's back, staring at Xiao Wangshu who was not far away.
The madness and despair in his eyes had not yet faded away when they were covered by huge, unbelievable shock and confusion, followed by an indescribable, huge impact of losing and regaining, which made his whole body tremble slightly.
"……you……"
His voice was hoarse and broken, almost out of tune, as if it was squeezed out from a torn throat.
“You’re not dead…?”
Looking at the disheveled appearance of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had obviously traveled day and night without sleep to get here, looking at his red eyes and almost collapsed expression, and then thinking of his previous life... all the calm plans, deliberate temptations, and step-by-step calculations seemed to have become a ridiculous joke at this moment.
Xiao Wangshu's heart was filled with an extremely complex and bitter emotion. After a while, he sighed softly, his voice dry and dry, even he himself did not notice:
"Your Highness... why are you... here..."
This sentence was like lighting the final fuse.
The noble prince suddenly rolled off his horse and almost staggered in front of Xiao Wangshu. Instead of hugging him, he opened his mouth and bit Xiao Wangshu's shoulder hard with all his strength!
"Well!"
Xiao Wangshu groaned in pain, but didn't push him away. He could feel the prince's body trembling violently, his teeth digging into his flesh, the smell of blood, more like a kind of beast-like confirmation and catharsis after extreme fear that couldn't be expressed in words.
“…You lied to me…”
His Highness's voice was unclear, ringing in my ears, with sobs, immense grievance and fear, and the hot and humid air.
"You lied to me again... Xiao Wangshu... How dare you... How dare you scare me like this..."
“…It is my fault.”
After a moment's silence, Xiao Wangshu finally raised his hand and gently placed it on Xie Xuanhui's violently trembling back, patting him twice clumsily but firmly.
"The plague has been contained, the traitor has been rescued, and I am safe. Your Highness, I apologize for your concern."
Tao Meixiu and all the guards around him, who had originally wanted to rush forward to protect Xiao Wangshu, were already stunned after seeing who was coming. They subconsciously turned their backs and refused to look at the inappropriate scene. Their hearts were filled with turmoil, and they wished they could dig out their eyes that had witnessed this scene.
The Crown Prince and Lord Xiao actually...
After letting go, Xie Xuanhui raised his head, his eyes reddening, staring intently at Xiao Wangshu, as if he wanted to carve him into his soul. He recklessly grabbed Xiao Wangshu's wrist, the force so strong that it almost broke his bones, his voice still trembling with unquestionable paranoia:
"...I'll settle the score with you later... when we get back... Now, take me to your room!"
He needed confirmation, needed touch, needed to truly feel this person's presence in order to suppress the panic that almost completely destroyed him.
Seeing his stubborn, crazy, yet fragile appearance, Xiao Wangshu finally softened his heart, and his bottom line collapsed at this moment. He sighed, took Xie Xuanhui's cold and trembling hand in his backhand, and whispered:
"...Okay. I'll take you there."
Without letting go of the hand held by His Highness, he just signaled with his eyes to Tao Meixiu who was not far behind him. Having followed him for these days, Tao Meixiu naturally understood what he meant and nodded slightly.
Seeing that Tao Meixiu understood, Xiao Wangshu pulled the almost exhausted prince, ignored everything around him, and returned to his room step by step.
As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Wangshu was pushed against the door frame by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and a hot, sacrificial kiss came up. Xiao Wangshu put his arms around His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's waist and let His Royal Highness bite him like a mad dog.
Both of them hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to rub each other into their bones and blood. They chased each other and tore off each other's excess cloth. They carried the person to the table and pushed the candle on the table. The candle fell to the ground and rolled a few times before gradually going out.
The room was plunged into darkness, and only the sound of water could be heard.
Holding Xiao Wangshu's face, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was lying on the round pearwood table with his clothes half hanging off, which made his skin look even whiter than snow. His misty eyes were filled with arrogant paranoia and joy. He traced Xiao Wangshu's eyebrows and admired the look of the other party who was lost in him, and his heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably.
He would drown here, and he would be happy with it.
"Brother Ah Shu~"
His voice was sweet and bewitching. The last two words sounded like a whisper, but they easily ignited the same madness in the corners of Xiao Wangshu's eyes that was exactly the same as that in His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Until the sun rises and the golden light breaks through the dawn.
In the next few days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince almost became Xiao Wangshu's shadow.
His paranoia and possessiveness intensified after this extreme shock, yet they were strangely intertwined with a cautious, almost imperceptible fear of loss. He watched Xiao Wangshu take his medicine and eat his meals, and at night he had to hold him tightly to force himself to sleep. Even when he was just watching Xiao Wangshu handle the aftermath of the incident, his eyes never blinked, as if afraid he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Although Xiao Wangshu felt it was inconvenient, seeing the Crown Prince still lacking a sense of security and frequently waking from nightmares, and remembering his reckless madness that day, he acquiesced to everything. The tense confrontation between the two was temporarily replaced by a subtle and sticky relaxation.
Tao Meixiu diligently blocked the news of the prince's private visit and strengthened the guards. However, there is no impenetrable wall in this world, especially a pair of cold eyes that have been secretly watching, waiting for the moment to deliver a fatal blow.
The Sixth Prince Xie Jingrong, who was far away in the capital, was in Bian Jing, collecting "evidence" with satisfaction, waiting for the best opportunity to deal a fatal blow to Xiao Wangshu and the prince.
No one knows that beneath the short-lived sweetness lies an increasingly turbulent undercurrent.
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