Chapter 155: Anxiety
As soon as the imperial physician finished speaking, a sharp and anxious voice tore through the chaotic crowd.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
A skinny little eunuch rushed in crawling, and it was Xiao Quanzi, Xiao Jingchi's personal eunuch.
As soon as he saw the horrific charred black and blood-red area on Xiao Jingchi's back, he was so scared that he fell to his knees with a plop, his face as pale as paper.
"Your Highness! Your Highness..."
But he was the prince's attendant after all, and he was only panicked for a moment before he immediately jumped up from the ground.
The alertness engraved in his bones allowed him to suppress all his fears in an instant.
"What are you still standing there for?"
Xiao Quanzi turned around and shouted at the palace servants around him, his voice changing in tone.
"Send the sedan chair! Quick! Return to Luoyang Palace!"
The palace servants dispersed immediately as if they had been pardoned. In a short while, a stable sedan chair was carried over by eight strong eunuchs.
Xiao Quanzi directed everyone and carefully helped Xiao Jingchi onto the sedan chair.
Throughout the entire process, Xiao Jingchi's eyes never left Chen He.
Those clear eyes were filled with dependence and anxiety about impending separation.
Shen He took Xiao Jingchi’s hand and said softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll accompany you.”
The curtain of the sedan chair fell, blocking his view.
"Lift the sedan!"
Xiao Quanzi shouted in a shrill voice, with tears in his voice.
The sedan chair was lifted steadily and moved quickly out of the hall.
The imperial physician, carrying the medicine box, did not dare to delay for even a moment and immediately followed, holding up the corner of his robe.
Chen He looked at the sedan chair going away, and felt as if something was blocking his heart, making him feel suffocated and uneasy.
Almost subconsciously, she also picked up her pace and trotted out to chase after him.
In the blink of an eye, the protagonists of this shocking change disappeared from everyone's sight.
All that was left was the dance studio in a mess, and a group of people looking at each other in shock.
The air was still filled with the smell of burnt candle wax and a faint smell of blood.
Everyone's eyes subconsciously avoided the overturned huge candlestick.
Yan Qingyi's cold gaze slowly swept across the entire room, and finally stopped on the pale-faced figure who was trying to remain calm not far away.
He raised his steps and walked straight towards Princess Ya'an.
Every time he took a step, the people around him would unconsciously step back to make way for him.
Princess Ya'an's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the handsome man walking towards her, she felt an inexplicable expectation in her heart.
Yan Qingyi stood in front of her, with a very faint, cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Is the princess frightened?"
His voice was soft, but as if it were made of ice.
Upon hearing this, Princess Ya'an was stunned, and then a hint of surprise appeared on her face.
She thought he was concerned about her.
She quickly put on a pitiful look and said softly:
"I'm a little scared, thank you for your concern, Master Yan."
"yes."
Yan Qingyi nodded slowly, but there was a coldness in his deep eyes.
"Whoever is so bold as to tamper with this matter should indeed be afraid."
The smile on Princess Ya'an's face froze instantly.
Yan Qingyi's emotionless voice continued to ring in her ears.
"Today, the Sixth Prince was injured by a falling object. Just now, Sui Xin almost fell from mid-air and was seriously injured."
His gaze was like a knife, scraping Princess Ya'an's face inch by inch.
"I think the Inner Court will soon find out who did this."
"Princess, please be at ease."
When he said the word "peace of mind", his tone was so cold that ice chips could fall off.
"Let me know who it is... I will never forgive!"
He almost squeezed out the last four words from between his teeth, with a chilling cruelty.
The color on Princess Ya'an's face faded little by little, from a faint red of surprise to an embarrassed pale blue, and finally, it even took on a hint of deathly gray.
She wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but found that her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and she couldn't utter a word.
Yan Qingyi didn't even bother to look at her again.
He turned around indifferently and strode towards Chen Sui Xin, who was still standing beside him, also in shock.
When he looked at her, the frost between his brows melted instantly, replaced by an almost undetectable gentleness.
"Walk."
He was concise and to the point.
"I'll take you back to the Chen Mansion."
Yan Qingyi's figure, protecting Chen Suixin in her moon-white dance costume, disappeared at the door of the Dance Training Institute.
The attitude was so cautious, as if treating a treasure.
Princess Ya'an's gaze was like a poisoned needle, fixed on the two figures.
Until the moonlight disappeared completely.
“Bang!”
A sharp crisp sound.
The celadon teacup in her hand was thrown hard to the ground, shattering into pieces in an instant, with fragments splattering all over the floor.
The palace maids around were so frightened that they trembled and dared not breathe.
A faint voice came from behind him.
"You're too impatient."
Princess Ya'an turned around suddenly and saw that Chen Jiao had stood behind her without her knowing when, holding her slightly bulging belly, her face a little pale.
"impatient?"
Princess Ya'an's voice became shrill, as if she had heard a huge joke.
"Didn't you see? In Yan Qingyi's eyes, who else could it be except that bitch named Chen Suixin?!"
Her chest heaved violently and her beautiful face was twisted with jealousy.
Chen Jiao's gaze fell calmly on Princess Ya'an's face, and a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"I can see that, too."
She paused, her voice as light as a breeze.
"In your eyes, there is only Yan Qingyi."
"you!"
Princess Ya'an's cheeks flushed red as if someone had hit the nail on the head.
She wanted to refute, but she couldn't utter a word, and could only remain stubborn.
"I...I just can't stand Chen Suixin's coquettish demeanor! She pretends to be noble, but who knows what kind of person she is inside!"
Chen Jiao smiled softly, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
She walked forward slowly, lowering her voice as if she was sharing a secret.
"Today's incident caused such a big commotion that His Highness the Sixth Prince was even injured."
"You'd better find someone to take the blame."
Her voice, with a hint of chill, struck Princess Ya'an's heart.
"Otherwise, if this crime really falls on you, how many times do you think the princess can protect you?"
The blush on Princess Ya'an's face faded instantly, replaced by a layer of cold white.
She gritted her teeth.
"Of course!"
She still understands this truth.
Seeing that she had listened, Chen Jiao was satisfied and took her hand, gently drawing circles on the back of her hand with her fingertips.
The action was soothing, but the words were poisonous.
"As for Chen Suixin..."
"You are so stupid."
Chen Jiao leaned close to her ear, her breath sweet as orchid.
"Letting her get hurt is just to prevent her from dancing and to win some sympathy."
"Just think about it, if she were in front of everyone, she wouldn't be injured, but would be utterly embarrassed..."
"What do you think Yan Qingyi, who always thinks highly of himself, would think?"
"Will he...still be in love with a woman who has completely humiliated him, like he did today?"
Princess Ya'an's eyes suddenly lit up.
The light was like a beast seeing blood in the darkness.
Her dull expression slowly melted away, and the corners of her mouth lifted up little by little.
Chen Jiao looked at her expression and smiled knowingly.
The two looked at each other and saw the same cunning and viciousness in each other's pupils.
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