After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"Are you angry?" Mo Yan turned his head to look at him.

"I didn't."

Pulling on the cotton thread in his hand, Chu Junci looked up, his expression focused.

"Okay, I thought you were angry."

"..."

Chu Junci remained silent, quietly pulling the cotton thread.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the cotton thread snapped, and the kite fell to the corner.

"Don't worry, I'll go get it."

After whispering a few words, Mo Yan headed towards the direction where the kite had fallen. Chu Junci watched his retreating figure, standing still and waiting quietly.

After waiting for a long time without seeing Mo Yan return, Chu Junci frowned slightly. "You may come with me to see him."

"Yes."

The group walked in the direction Mo Yan had left, and soon they saw him by the artificial hill.

There was a pool of black blood on the ground, and Mo Yan lay beside it, with a few drops of black blood on his lips.

Chu Junci's gaze shifted downwards, and he saw the paper kite clutched in the man's hand.

"Quickly summon the imperial physician," he immediately ordered.

In addition, he ordered: "Seal off this place, no one is allowed to enter or leave, and no information is allowed to leak out."

The sixth prince of Zhao Kingdom must not be allowed to get into trouble in their Yong Kingdom.

Chu Junci remained calm, but being still young, he thought for a moment before secretly summoning his father, the Emperor, while he continued to guard the place.

Soon, the imperial physician appeared with his medicine chest. After taking Mo Yan's pulse, he said, "Sixth Prince has been poisoned."

"Poisoning?"

"What kind of poison is it? Is there a cure?"

The imperial physician shook his head: "Your Highness, please forgive me. This poison is extremely rare, and I am powerless to help you."

"Then he..."

"If I am not mistaken, the Sixth Prince has been suffering from the poison for several years, and it has been flaring up frequently these past two days."

"Ordinary antidote pills are practically useless, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you consume the snow lotus."

As he spoke, the imperial physician's voice grew even lower. He knew that the snow lotus had been snatched by the regent and given to His Highness, and there was absolutely no way it could be given to Mo Yan.

Sure enough, an "Impossible" drifted from behind them.

Chu Junci turned around and saw his father, the Emperor.

"Father."

"Ah Ling".

Chu Yun stepped forward and shielded him behind her, saying, "Don't be afraid, Father is here."

"…good."

Following behind his father, Chu Junci glanced sideways and heard his father say, "The snow lotus belongs to the Crown Prince; it cannot be given to him."

"Think of other ways."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his face, pricked Mo Yan's fingertip with a silver needle, took out a drop of blood, looked at it, and then smelled it, his brows furrowing even more.

Without saying a word, he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, I... am incompetent."

"..."

For a moment, both Chu Yun and Chu Junci fell silent.

Just then, a guard came running up and said, "Your Majesty, the envoys from Zhao are looking for their sixth prince. They said that if they cannot see the sixth prince, they will send a message by carrier pigeon to inform the Emperor of Zhao."

"Stop them first."

Chu Yun frowned. He was not afraid of war, but the current situation in Yong Kingdom was not suitable for starting a war.

After a moment's thought, he ordered, "Bring this sixth prince back to the palace and treat him with all your might."

"Bring the palace maid who serves the Sixth Prince personally; I have questions to ask her."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Two orders were issued simultaneously. Chu Yun squatted down and looked directly into Chu Junci's eyes: "A Ling, you go back to the East Palace first. Leave these matters to Father."

His Ah Ling is still young and doesn't need to carry so much burden.

"Yes, Father."

Chu Junci nodded, watching his father's figure disappear, leaving only himself and the guards protecting him.

"Your Highness, shall we set off back to the East Palace now?" a guard asked.

"Um."

Chu Junci responded, but did not move.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground again, he rubbed his fingertips together. "I have to go somewhere. You all go back first."

"But His Majesty has ordered us to protect His Highness at all times."

"I will speak to Father Emperor myself; you only need to obey."

"this……"

While they hesitated, Chu Junci had already stepped away. The guards hesitated for a moment, then chose to follow at a distance.

The King of Chu departed from a palace. Guards stood outside the palace and bowed upon seeing him, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"I want to go in and take a look. Open the door."

"Yes."

The palace doors opened, and Chu Junci stepped inside. He pressed a mechanism on the wall, and a hidden door opened, revealing an ice-cold environment inside.

In the very center there was a pillar even taller than him, upon which sat a lotus flower, which was transparent in color.

The eight petals are delicate and vibrant, and even though they were picked almost three years ago, they are still full of life.

Chu Junci stood under the jade pillar, gazing up at it. After a while, he tiptoed and took the lotus flower down.

Prying open one of the petals, Chu Junci's face was serious as he put the remaining lotus flowers back in their original place.

With lotus petals hidden in his heart, he jogged to the palace where Mo Yan was now.

Standing outside the palace, he heard the voices of his father and grandfather.

"Ah Yun, what did the imperial physician say?"

"The imperial physician said the poison he was afflicted with was extremely rare, almost incurable, and the only antidote was..."

"Snow lotus?" Gu Chuan asked.

"Yes, the only thing that can save him right now is the Snow Lotus, but the Snow Lotus belongs to A-Ling, and I don't want to give it to him."

"I don't want to either."

Gu Chuan analyzed, "Mo Yan was poisoned, yet he was still sent to Dayong by Zhao Kingdom."

"It seems that the Zhao Kingdom has ill intentions and even wants Mo Yan to die here."

"This would give them a legitimate reason to send troops."

"That's what I think too," Chu Yun agreed.

"There are now two factions in the Zhao Kingdom, one that advocates war and the other that advocates peace. The current Zhao emperor is closer to the faction that advocates war."

"Mo Yan's trip must have been the idea of ​​the war faction."

"Um."

Gu Chuan nodded and stepped forward to put his arm around Chu Yun's shoulder: "Ah Yun, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Even if war breaks out, my Great Yong will not be afraid."

"Achuan, I am not afraid of war, but whenever I think of the people living under the shadow of war, I..."

Chu Yun lowered his head. "I really don't want to fight unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Ah Yun..."

The conversation between the two reached Chu Junci's ears. He touched the slightly cool snow lotus in his arms and stepped into the palace: "Father, Father."

"Ah Ling? What brings you here?"

Chu Yun stepped forward: "Didn't I tell you to go back to the East Palace?"

Chu Junci shook his head: "Father, give this to Mo Yan."

As he spoke, he took out a snow lotus petal from his bosom: "Father, Father, after you save him, escort him back to Zhao."

"Mo Yan cannot die within the territory of Yong Kingdom."

"Ah Ling..."

Chu Ling remained calm, while Chu Yun's lips trembled as she knelt down: "Ah Ling, but these are your things."

"The Imperial Advisor said that you will face a calamity in fifteen years..."

"Father, I am the Crown Prince of Yong. As long as Yong exists, as long as the people exist, I am the Crown Prince. I have enjoyed the people's love and respect, so I should consider their needs."

"Like my father, I am not afraid of war, but I also do not want to see people displaced, parents losing their children, wives losing their husbands, and children losing their fathers."