1826 Restraint, Is There Any Hope?

After turning the princess's mansion upside down and taking out all the suspicious people, Prince Duan let the eldest princess go and led his men to the hospital where Feng Jin was staying.

"The evil spirit is finally gone." The housekeeper of the Princess's mansion wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Looking at the messy Princess's mansion, his head was as big as an ox. When he looked up, he saw the murderous eyes of the Princess. The housekeeper was panicked and knelt down, wailing: "Your Highness, this is, what should we do..."

The eldest princess's face was as pale as ice, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Prepare the carriage, I want to go to the palace."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." The housekeeper crawled out, and the eldest princess turned around, glanced in the direction where Feng Qingchen lived, and walked out angrily.

Even if she has the young master of Prince Duan in her mansion, so what? Ever since Feng Qingchen came in, she has never been to Feng Jin's courtyard, and no one was sent from there to tell her, so she didn't know!

The princess didn't care at all. She went to the palace at night in a disheveled state. Prince Duan knew about it and said only one sentence: "Let her go."

It was just a destruction of a princess's mansion, could the emperor still ask him to pay with his life? If he had to pay with his life, he had to pay with the lives of his son and subordinates first.

"This Prince Duan is indeed no simple man." Feng Qingchen got the news of the Princess's Mansion at the first opportunity and gave a compliment. Then Prince Duan and his entourage broke in.

"Hand over my son." The voice came before the person arrived. Unfortunately, the people in the room did not take him seriously. Prince Duan frowned and was about to send someone to rush in when Chun Hui opened the door and walked out: "I greet you, Your Majesty. My daughter asked me to tell you, Your Majesty, please be gentle. It would be bad if you scare the little master."

Feng Qingchen asked Zuo An to reveal Xiaotuanzi's illness to Xiling Tianyu, and asked him to make it sound more serious. Prince Duan came in a hurry, so he must know about it.

As expected, as soon as Chun Hui said this, Prince Duan ordered his men to leave. His tough and arrogant attitude was replaced by self-blame and guilt: "My son, is he okay?"

Prince Duan asked cautiously, fearing to hear bad news.

A murderer who killed thousands of people without blinking an eye on the battlefield is now just an ordinary father, a father who is worried about his son and blames himself for not protecting his son.

"Not very good." Chun Hui couldn't glare at such a father, so she sighed softly and advised: "If the prince wants to see the young master, he should restrain his arrogance. The young master is afraid of men getting close to him and doesn't like people touching him."

"Okay." Prince Duan threw the knife in his hand out: "Catch it."

Snap... The deputy general outside the courtyard steadily caught the sword of Prince Duan, and then the armor. The armor that Prince Duan took care of and carefully maintained every day was taken off by him in a few moves and thrown to the guards outside the courtyard.

Before entering, Prince Duan took a deep breath and tried to force a smile, hoping to soften his hard-hearted attitude and reduce the murderous aura in his body, but...

Chunhui really wanted to say: Your Majesty, you'd better not laugh!

Prince Duan pushed the door open and walked in. Although he did not show it on his face, he was extremely nervous inside. He was afraid to see his son's blaming and angry eyes, and he was even more afraid that his son would look at him with fear and indifference.

Prince Duan pushed the door open with a nervous heart, ready to go. But he didn't expect to see a warm room, just like returning home from court and seeing the whole family...

Prince Duan was stunned for a moment, until he met Feng Qingchen's calm and indifferent eyes, then he came to his senses.

"Are you Feng Qingchen?" Prince Duan automatically entered cold and arrogant mode, with murderous aura leaking out of his body. The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. The snow wolf's fur instantly stood up, and it blocked Feng Jin and Xiaotuanzi in a flash, showing its sharp white fangs at Prince Duan.

Seeing a wolf in front of his son, Prince Duan instinctively released his murderous intent to fight back and rushed forward without thinking. However, before he got close, he heard his son's frightened screams.

"Get out." Feng Qingchen quickly stood up, sat down beside the bed, and picked up the little girl.

She didn't expect that Prince Duan would be so unfriendly as soon as he came in, and her face instantly turned gloomy.

She even went out of her way to find Xiling Tianyu and asked him to tell her about Xiaotuanzi's situation. But Prince Duan knowingly committed the crime and was truly brainless.

"You told me to get out?" Prince Duan then realized that the wolf not only did not hurt his son, but was protecting him. He immediately put away his murderous intent, but even so, the two children were frightened.

The little girl kept trying to get into Feng Qingchen's arms, her little butt arching up and down. Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, and seeing the little girl's behavior, she thought it was a fun game, so she followed the little girl's example and got into Feng Qingchen's arms: "Sister... Brother, Feng Jin wants one too."

"My son?" Prince Duan's eyes fell on the little boy, his deep eyes flashing with tears: "Is my son okay?"

Prince Duan wanted to pick up the little girl, but seeing her resistance, he had to hold back.

"You take three steps back first." Feng Qingchen patted the little boy's back and said to Prince Duan.

Prince Duan then remembered Xiling Tianyu's words. Although he didn't want to believe it, he had no choice but to accept it since the facts were before him.

When Prince Duan retreated to what Xiaotuanzi thought was a safe line, Xiaotuanzi slowly calmed down. Xiao Fengjin imitated Feng Qingchen and patted Xiaotuanzi's back awkwardly: "Little brother, don't be afraid... Sister is here. Don't be afraid."

When Feng Qingchen picked up the little girl, Feng Jin came forward and kissed her on the face: "Kiss, don't be afraid." Then he put his face close to the little girl's mouth and waited for her to kiss him.

Little Tuanzi stared at Xiao Fengjin blankly until Xiao Fengjin was about to cry, then he mechanically kissed Xiao Fengjin on the face, like a puppet following orders.

Prince Duan burst into tears on the spot: "My son..."

"When I rescued Master Ling, he was hanging on a tree, with only one breath left. Master Ling was not tortured, but his arms were tied for too long. When we found him, his arms were already necrotic."

Feng Qingchen spoke calmly, without any emotion: "Although your son's body was not hurt, his spirit was severely damaged. I don't know what happened to your son before. When I rescued your son, he had serious autistic tendencies and was afraid of people approaching or touching him."

Feng Qingchen simply recounted what had happened. The prince would definitely investigate these matters, so there was no need for Feng Qingchen to go into too much detail.

"You said, not only is my son's hands disabled, but he will be like this for the rest of his life? Even I can't get close to him?" Prince Duan clenched his hands tightly, veins bulging, and his whole body exuded a cold air.

He wanted to kill, wanted to tear to pieces the person who hurt his son, but... he couldn't do anything now, he had to restrain himself, he couldn't scare his son.