Fu Junheng casually removed the black veil covering his eyes, his fingers entwining the veil to reveal a pair of unique, naturally alluring golden eyes.
"To prevent Princess Weiyang from getting into trouble, we sent someone to secretly follow you back to your residence. Sure enough, you encountered assassins," Fu Junheng replied, his tone carrying a hint of flippancy.
Mu Chenshuang gazed at him intently. It was understandable that he cared about his safety, after all, he was waiting for her to cure his illness.
But what about the person who had been secretly following her? Didn't they notice anything? Did they know they would be rescued?
And why did she feel that this man also seemed to care about her pregnancy? The things he just said made it seem like he genuinely cared about her health.
Just when she had her doubts.
Fu Junheng suddenly asked, "Why is Princess Weiyang curious about Feng Mozhan?" His tone was unreadable.
Mu Chenshuang snapped out of her reverie, lowered her gaze, and said, "My mother is an Imperial Noble Consort, but the Second Prince is not as good as the Prince of the City. I just feel that the Second Prince is not someone who is content with his lot."
"The offspring born to concubines from other countries are destined not to be of the same blood."
Indeed, Feng Mo Ran has the blood of the Qi Kingdom flowing through his veins. Now that the Qi Kingdom is weak, it will inevitably attract the encroachment of neighboring countries, Tian Zhao Kingdom being one of them. Therefore, the Second Prince is destined not to receive any rights from the Emperor.
But Fu Junheng is different. His mother is a princess of Tianzhao Kingdom, while he himself is the most noble crown prince of Xiyue Kingdom.
“Crown Prince Junheng is different.”
Fu Junheng said in a deep voice, "Many things need to be fought for by yourself; what others give you is the most dangerous."
Mu Chenshuang stared at him. To outsiders, Fu Junheng was a born prodigy.
Even though his mother was favored by the emperor of Xiyue Kingdom, she was still poisoned. There is no peace in the royal family. Only by being strong can one make enemies retreat.
Fu Junheng was born with a poisonous body, yet he has not only survived unharmed to this day and remains firmly in the position of Crown Prince, but has even traveled thousands of miles to stay in Tianzhao Kingdom for so long. It is likely that the internal situation of the Xiyue Kingdom's palace is still under his control.
To possess such remarkable abilities at such a young age, this man must be exceptionally shrewd and likely a dangerous individual.
"What Crown Prince Junheng said makes a lot of sense."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Sudden.
The carriage jolted violently.
Her seat was lifted up, and before she could grab the window railing, she lost her balance and fell to the side, landing in the man's arms.
Fu Junheng wrapped his right arm around her waist and used his other hand to support her back, stabilizing her posture.
A hurried voice came from outside the curtain, "Your Highness, I didn't notice the obstacle in front of me."
Fu Junheng didn't respond, looking down at the woman in his arms, "Where do you feel unwell?"
Mu Chenshuang remained buried in the man's arms, her brows furrowed, one hand covering her lower abdomen. She dared not make any sudden movements, as she had just experienced a miscarriage and could only lean on the man like this for the time being.
Fu Junheng noticed something.
He withdrew his right hand from her waist a little, and placed his large palm directly on the back of the woman's hand, channeling his inner energy.
A moment.
Mu Chenshuang felt a surge of heat flowing from the back of her hand into her lower abdomen. She suddenly looked up and her eyes met the man's dark, deep golden eyes. His eyes seemed to contain a vortex, which was devouring her reason.
Their eyes met, so close they could barely move, each seeing the other's reflection. The warmth of their embrace gradually intensified the atmosphere.
Her body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move, and the handsome face in her eyes was gradually magnified, their intertwined breaths becoming more and more intense.
Until the man's lips landed on her thin lips, Mu Chenshuang's stiff body was completely at a loss for how to resist.
There's even an impulse to conform.
It wasn't until she felt a slight chill on her shoulder and her breathing became difficult that Mu Chenshuang suddenly realized what was happening and tried to push him away with both hands.
Fu Junheng's large hand gripped the back of her head, immobilizing her and rendering her unable to move.
The atmosphere quickly spiraled out of control.
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