A child playing on the roadside chased a toy ball and accidentally collided with the sedan chair. The bearer stepped on the ball and lost his balance. He almost fell. The rest of the people did not expect that an accident would happen and the sedan chair lost its balance.
He fell to the ground, staggered, and was about to fall over when he suddenly regained his balance and stood firmly.
The captain of the palace guard who was riding in front hurriedly reined in his horse and turned around. The bearers were shocked and the rear team was in a mess. Everyone was afraid that something had happened to the prince and did not dare to ask. The captain of the guard got off his horse and asked hurriedly, "
Prince, are you okay?"
A voice as indifferent as the wind floated out from the sedan curtain, bringing up the air-conditioning in the wind and snow. It was warm and a bit indifferent, just like the dewdrops on the bamboo leaves in the morning, "No problem!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind picked up, and a violent coughing sound came from the sedan. If they had not heard him speak just now, just listening to the coughing sound, most people would think that the old man sitting in the sedan was an old man who was about to die.
The child was frightened. The child's mother hugged the child and begged for mercy in fear. The princess's maid hurried over and whispered something to the chief guard. The chief guard looked at the child with sharp eyes. The child's mother hugged the child.
As the child fell to his knees, his screams for mercy echoed throughout the street, and he burst into tears. His body trembled in the cold wind like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
Yun Buhui frowned lightly, Cheng Mubai was already weak and sick, and she had heard for a long time that the princess was driven crazy by drowning her son, and that the princess would show no mercy to anyone who disturbed the prince. She was thinking that the mother and son would inevitably suffer a physical torture.
The captain of the guard was about to speak. After a violent cough, Cheng Mubai's voice was distant and cold, with a hint of exhaustion, "Let's go!"
The princess's maid nodded, and the chief guard flicked her sleeves and shouted sharply, "You all need to be careful. You have disturbed the prince again. Don't blame the princess for being ruthless."
Several bearers obeyed and lifted the sedan again.
Bingyue said, "It seems that the prince is quite kind-hearted. Miss, it would be good to marry him. At least he is obedient and easy to bully."
Yun Buhui pursed his lips lightly, "Silly girl Bingyue, can you marry whoever you want to marry?"
As the sedan passed downstairs, the cold wind picked up and lifted one end of the sedan. At a startling glance, I saw a snow-white silhouette passing by. Before I could see it clearly, the curtain had been lowered and there was no more color.
Cheng Mubai...
The crown prince of Prince Xuan, the future Prince Xuan, was frail and sick, and could not leave his house. As rumored, he was seriously ill, and a cold wind almost killed him. It seemed that he would not live long.
Yun Buhui thought that maybe he was really a good husband candidate and the most suitable for her.
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This article is a bit slow, sisters, please be patient, the prince will soon make a stunning appearance...(*^__^*) Hehehe...