My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along-Chapter 452 - 434

The Crown Prince slightly furrowed his brows and fell into contemplation after hearing the report from his subordinate.

According to the investigated situation, it seems he indeed hasn’t returned to the Capital City. If the person in the hunting grounds is truly him, wouldn’t that imply the plan that night had issues?

But exactly where did the problem lie? Did he outsmart them and avoid a catastrophe? Or was there an issue on Lin Wanyue’s side? Did she break free from Wangchuan’s control?

Once Wangchuan is implanted, it clings like a shadow, never resting or yielding. Most people in this world go their entire lives never having heard of such ancient rituals, let alone solving them.

And she also never knew of Wangchuan’s existence, so naturally, she wouldn’t seek someone to resolve it. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Even if she did, I’m afraid no one could resolve it.

Moreover, the last time, he personally verified that Wangchuan was still present.

Given that, she shouldn’t be able to oppose his consciousness, yet why does Nangong Mo still appear unharmed at the hunting grounds?

The next day after that night, he roamed around the camp in a wheelchair for the whole morning, looking completely relaxed and carefree, not a hint of the misery and weakness of someone severely injured or poisoned.

He couldn’t be in better shape!

But after wandering around, he returned to the tent, refusing visitors for two or three days. Was he secretly recovering from his injuries? Was his previous outing merely a deliberate act of strength, intending to confuse him?

Nangong Jue raised his hand and pressed his brow, feeling his thoughts as tangled as strands of rain, awaiting sorting.

"Lin Wanyue..."

Perhaps he should find an opportunity to meet with her alone again.

...

Xiange was guarding outside the tent and saw someone approaching swiftly from afar.

The features seemed as sharp as a carved knife, expressionless as usual, yet a subtle ripple passed through his eyes, seemingly unexpected, yet anticipated.

"Coming again? This girl is persistent."

In the blink of an eye, Shen Weixi had already reached before him, waved, and smiled warmly, "Morning, Little Xianzi!"

A faint crack appeared on Xiange’s usually stern and expressionless face, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Miss Shen, the princess hasn’t exited her chamber, perhaps come back another day."

Shen Weixi wasn’t disappointed at all, the smile still bright on her face, "I’m not looking for Yue’er, I’m looking for you."

Xiange was stunned, frowned in confusion, seemed to not understand.

Shen Weixi giggled, fetched a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Xiange, "Help me pass this to Yue’er, tell her I have urgent business and must leave first; we’ll meet back in the capital later."

Xiange received the letter and kept it safe, "I will pass it to the princess."

While nodding, Shen Weixi continued to ponder, "But perhaps not, if I return early and Yue’er hasn’t returned to the Capital City, I’ll come here to find her again."

Xiange cast her a soundless glance, thinking: The princess is most likely not coming back,

Recalling how she had been persistently showing up outside this tent three times a day, unfazed by wind or rain for days, Xiange hesitated, eventually giving a kind reminder:

"The hunt is nearing its end, His Highness will soon return to the Capital City, Miss Shen might as well wait for the princess in the city."

Upon hearing this, Shen Weixi counted carefully, "It takes a day to reach Lin’an in a fast ride, escorting the long princess’s carriage into the city would probably take three or four days, plus the journey from the Capital City to Qishan, in total it would take no less than seven or eight days..."

"By then the hunt should be over, but if I could return to the Capital City with Yue’er, it would be worth the trip~"

Xiange stared at her expression, bluntly pouring cold water on her aspiration, "By then, His Highness will ride back together with the princess."

If she weren’t a woman, coveting their princess like this, surely she would have been eliminated by the master!

Shen Weixi was completely unperturbed and waved, "Eh, it’s fine, they’ll be in the carriage while I ride alongside on horseback!"

Xiange: "...Do you think that’s appropriate?"

"Appropriate! Why wouldn’t it be? I think it’s pretty good!"

"..."

...

Seven days later, the Capital City.

Jiuzhou Music House.

Yun Ran sat in the elegant room by the window, poured two cups of Peach Blossom Brew, handing one to Yu Feiyin across from him.

"Young Master, everything for the medical hall is fully prepared, just waiting for you to choose an auspicious day to open."

"Additionally, there’s been some new progress regarding the old affairs of the Bai Family you instructed."