Yan Jingxuan's heartbreaking screams came from the room. He held the person in his arms tightly and wanted to take her to see Xiao Chengyi, but because of his weakness, he tried several times and couldn't pick her up. Finally, because
Overwhelmed with grief, he passed out.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed.
Yuan Hao was standing by his side. Seeing him wake up, Yuan Hao asked with concern: "Xuan'er, you're awake, how do you feel?"
Yan Jingxuan was in a trance, and gradually some pictures came into his mind. He sat up in shock and shouted: "Chu Chu, where is Chu Chu?"
Yuan Hao sighed, patted his hand and said, "That girl is dead. I have already ordered her to be buried well."
There was a bang in Yan Jingxuan's head, and his whole body froze. The only words left in his ears were Yuan Hao's words, Chu Chu, she is dead, she is dead!
No, it's impossible.
"It's not true, it's not true. I'm going to find her."
Yan Jingxuan opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
Yuan Hao stopped him in a hurry and said: "Xuan'er, please calm down. People cannot be resurrected after death. Are you worthy of that girl named Chu Chu?"
He didn't expect that something like this would happen. Although he had the intention to get rid of Chu Chu, before he could make a plan, the girl blocked Yan Jingxuan's sword and the beauty disappeared.
Last night, when he heard the news that Yan Jingxuan had been assassinated, he rushed over immediately and saw Yan Jingxuan fainting on the ground holding Chu Chu.
Feng Changling, who came with him, went to check and found that the girl named Chu Chu had lost her breath, while Jing Xuan had been poisoned.
He was afraid that Yan Jingxuan would be sad when he woke up, so he ordered the girl to be buried.
Yan Jingxuan burst into tears, still refusing to believe the fact that Chu Chu was dead. If the way for her to repay her kindness was to sacrifice his own life, then he would rather he had never met her.
When Yuan Hao saw Yan Jingxuan crying like this, he knew that he had true feelings for the girl named Chu Chu, but he was also afraid that he would fall into despair, so he advised: "What you should do now is not to be sad, but to feel sorry for her."
Revenge, don’t you want to know who killed her?”
This sentence seemed to ignite Yan Jingxuan's motivation. He murmured: "The assassin came for me. My wine was poisoned and I have no strength at all. It was Chu Chu who saved me."
Yuan Hao narrowed his eyes and said: "Although the guards in your house did not catch the assassin, they picked up the token that fell from the assassin. Take a look."
He handed the token that the guard gave him last night to Yan Jingxuan.
After Yan Jingxuan took it, he saw the word "respect" written on the silver token, which was the symbol of respecting the prince's palace. He was stunned and immediately shook his head and said: "It's not my cousin. He has no reason to kill me."
Yuan Hao said in a deep voice: "Now, I won't hide it from you anymore. In fact, you are not Yan Qin's son, but my own flesh and blood."
Yan Jingxuan's eyes widened and he looked frightened: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I...how can I be your son?"
Yuan Hao held his hand and said: "You are my son, and your biological mother is actually your aunt. You and King Jing are twin brothers.