allonlinenovel Chapter 181 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Chapter 181 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Xie Chenyao slowly raised his hand, but unexpectedly touched something cold when he took the handkerchief; it was His Majesty's hand.
He realized it, then tightened his grip on the handkerchief, lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Almost the instant he touched the handkerchief, the figure hidden in the shadows finally moved.
Yuan Huan gripped the hilt of his knife and slowly walked out from the corner. The afterimage on his face faded, as if a blade had sliced through his arrogant and handsome features.
He stared at him coldly, his eyes almost frozen in ice.
Even so, the suffocating restlessness that gripped my heart could not be ignored.
The young emperor actually offered him a handkerchief and even smiled at him. Why?
Instantly, a sharp and terrifying killing intent enveloped the entire camp.
The minister who was the first to see him was so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost knelt down.
Xie Chenyao also felt his gaze and slightly averted his eyes to look at His Majesty.
He had never met Yuan Huan, but judging from his tall stature, strong physique, and rugged and unrestrained attire, he vaguely guessed that this was the Northern Plains Prince Yuan Huan that his father had mentioned.
He had heard of this man before. He was young and noble, and had slaughtered all the wolves on the border of Daliang, making him a hero of the entire army. He had since taken command of the troops in the Northern Plains and was undoubtedly the number one in the Northern Plains army.
Xie Chenyao keenly noticed his unfriendly gaze, and after a moment, he looked away.
No one can touch the young emperor; anyone who dares to do so is tantamount to snatching food from an eagle's claws.
This is a deadly provocation and offense, and the price to be paid by those who covet it is death.
Those inside the tent were unaware of the eerie atmosphere, yet inexplicably felt suffocated.
Jiang Xiyu frowned slightly, as if sensing something, coughed lightly, and instructed the chief eunuch, "Have someone prepare; the banquet will begin shortly."
"Yes," the chief eunuch accepted the order and went out to supervise.
When Yuan Huan saw Jiang Xiyu cough, he did not restrain his imposing aura. He simply turned his gaze back to Jiang Xiyu, seemingly disdainful of others.
Jiang Xiyu used the excuse of taking medicine to dismiss everyone.
Xie Chenyao was the last to leave the tent. When he reached the tent entrance, he stopped and looked back as if by some strange impulse.
The tall figure that had been standing in the corner had silently moved behind His Majesty and was now so close that he had completely enveloped His Majesty in his territory.
But His Majesty was completely unaware.
Xie Chenyao's previously composed expression vanished instantly, and he gripped the handkerchief with increasing force.
Yuan Huan suddenly lifted his eyelids, like an eagle perched on the emperor's head, and gave Xie Chenyao a rather lazy and indifferent glance before slowly lowering his head with a smile.
When only the two of them remained in the tent, Jiang Xiyu turned to look at him and said, "Why are you standing so close to me? Why aren't you leaving?"
Yuan Huan remained expressionless, but a cold smile flashed in his eyes.
He said, "I will protect your safety so that no unscrupulous person may take advantage of you."
He was a man, especially since he had those kinds of feelings for the young emperor. So when he saw Xie Chenyao's eyes when he looked at the young emperor, and how shy and timid he was even when touching hands, he knew that Xie Chenyao was definitely not innocent.
Thinking of that hand-touching incident and that handkerchief, Yuan Huan almost gritted his teeth. A surge of anger rose in his chest. He took out the tea-white handkerchief from his pocket and was about to grab Jiang Xiyu's hand.
The frost-covered plum blossoms on the handkerchief no longer had their elegant fragrance; instead, they carried Yuan Huan's scent.
Jiang Xiyu noticed the hand move slightly and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yuan Huan suddenly said, "Your Majesty's hands are dirty, let me wipe them for you."
Without waiting for Jiang Xiyu's reaction, she carefully picked up the hand that had touched Xie Chenyao and meticulously wiped each and every one of them.
Yuan Huan's calloused fingertips occasionally brushed against the back of his hand. Jiang Xiyu lowered his eyebrows and muttered "Nonsense" in a barely audible voice. Then he pulled his hand away and said angrily, "You get out too."
With his hands empty, Yuan Huan lingered for a moment, caressing them thoughtfully, before unexpectedly leaving.
After he left, he summoned Le Yuan and found a secluded place.
Seeing that he was not happy, Le Yuan asked anxiously, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
Yuan Huan's eyes showed no emotion; he simply said, "Go and do something for me."
Le Yuan said solemnly, "Your Highness, please give your orders."
Yuan Huan beckoned, and when Le Yuan leaned in close, he whispered something in his ear.
After hearing this, Le Yuan thought he had misheard, and his jaw dropped in astonishment.
He was stunned for a long time before he could process it, and asked uncertainly, "Your Highness, are you... are you sure?"
Yuan Huan kicked him and said impatiently, "Just go when I tell you to. Stop talking so much nonsense."
Le Yuan was very awkward and said, "This, this is not quite..." Okay.
Why does the Crown Prince only ask him for this kind of job? Zhao Bai is clearly doing nothing all the time.
Yuan Huan gave a threatening "hmm," his eyes flashing with a cold light.
Le Yuan immediately dared not ask any more questions and quickly turned around and hid in the night.
Yuan Huan's shadow did not move an inch. He looked towards the direction of the camp, his eyes tinged with a sinister light by the night, and his aura became dangerous.
He will not allow anyone to covet it; anyone who dares to spy on it will be sentenced to death.
In this world, there are some things that not everyone can possess.
……
After exchanging a few words with the Prime Minister, Xie Chenyao returned to his tent alone.
The servant stepped forward to take the things from his hands, but was stopped.
He carefully put the jade pendant bestowed by His Majesty into the box. He picked up the other soft handkerchief and examined it for a long time. Sure enough, he smelled the familiar, faint, cool fragrance again.
That's His Majesty's scent.
Xie Chenyao's heart skipped a beat, and his ears gradually warmed up.
Realizing what had happened, he quickly folded the handkerchief up and hid it at the very bottom of the box, trying to cover it up.
What am I doing?
How could you do that to His Majesty's handkerchief...
Xie Chenyao felt his heart race, and a hint of annoyance appeared on his usually cold face.
He didn't really know why. He had felt such disgust when the princess had kidnapped him and presented him to His Majesty, but ever since he had seen His Majesty at the mansion that day, His Majesty's figure would inexplicably appear in his dreams.
You can't drive them away, and you can't forget them.
He wanted to find an answer.
That's why he came to this spring hunt; it was his first time here.
He used to dislike leaving the mansion and these kinds of activities, but this time, when he learned from his father that His Majesty was coming, he wavered.
Xie Chenyao didn't know why he felt this way, but when he saw His Majesty shooting arrows with such spirit, the emotions he had been unable to understand all day were finally soothed.
Xie Chenyao couldn't figure out what that emotion was; he just found himself somewhat amusing.
when……
When will I feel this way again, wanting to see something?
However, when he recalled the provocative look in the eyes of the Prince of Kitahara earlier, his gaze suddenly turned cold.
These barbaric people of the Northern Plains dare to demarcate territory from His Majesty; they are truly insolent.
The servant brought in the bathing supplies and, seeing him lost in thought, couldn't help but step forward with concern, saying, "Young master, why is there blood on your face?"
Xie Chenyao snapped out of his reverie and said nonchalantly, "Perhaps it got on him while hunting."
The attendant reminded him, "Young master, the spring hunt banquet is about to begin. You should go and bathe and change your clothes first."
Xie Chenyao nodded, dismissed everyone, and then walked toward the screen.
Before long, the camp was quiet except for the sound of water for bathing. Suddenly, a dark shadow swept past outside the tent and then disappeared without a trace.
The misty air softened Xie Chenyao's handsome features.
The next moment, as if he had keenly heard some noise, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted, "Who's there?"