The Eldest Princess

Chapter 71

Xuan Fusang originally thought that he would be able to see Wei Rong as soon as he entered Ningxin Palace.

He will show up, she thought.

but none.

Wei Rong has been feeling a little unwell recently.

This is what the Empress Dowager said, and Doctor Shen, who was summoned to Zichen Palace in the evening, also confirmed this.

Wei Rong is indeed a little abnormal.

"When did it start? Is it serious? What caused it? What medicine did you take? Is it getting better?"

Xuan Fusang frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry in his soft voice.

Wei Rong did not mention this matter in his letter.

Xuan Ruichen's eyes flickered, as if unintentionally, "Royal sister, do you care about Wei Rong?"

There was nothing unusual in his tone, but it made Doctor Shen's heart skip a beat.

She felt that she should withdraw.

"It's never good to have an accident in the palace."

The eldest princess just casually replied to His Majesty, and his attention was still on her.

"A miracle doctor?"

"Your Highness, it happened in the past few days. The prince is in good health, but he is worried. He has only taken calming tea these days, but there has been no significant relief."

She reported it truthfully.

"I feel worried..."

Xuan Fusang murmured softly, a hint of sadness rising in his eyes.

Seeing that His Majesty gave him a light look, Doctor Shen felt relieved and hurriedly bowed and left.

Xuan Ruichen couldn't bear to see Xuan Fusang feel even a little sad for others.

He stared at her face, trying to figure out her tone, and said, "Given Wei Rong's current condition, should we postpone his departure from the palace..."

Xuan Fusang turned around and smiled at him, "No need, maybe he will be better tomorrow."

Less than an hour after court ended the next day, Wei Rong arrived at the Qiluan Palace.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Xuan Fusang looked up.

After not seeing him for a long time, the boy is still as handsome and pure as I remembered.

However, his entire temperament was even colder than when they first met.

In a pair of eyes that are difficult to depict with ink and wash, there is also a hint of annoyance.

He arrived earlier than she expected.

A thought suddenly flashed through Xuan Fusang's mind. He was not as patient as she thought.

"Did you get my letter?"

Wei Rong asked even though he knew the answer.

"received."

Unlike his stiff and indifferent tone, she was very kind.

Xuan Fusang ignored the unhappiness rising in his heart and put down the pen naturally.

The look she gave him was too normal, and Wei Rong felt regretful and annoyed.

He discovered that there was still a trace of fantasy lingering in his heart, which was ridiculous.

He hoped she didn't get it.

That way he could take everything off her.

This way, another problem won't arise.

Since she received it, why didn't she reply?

He didn't want to ask, but she asked him other questions first.

"Why didn't I see my cousin in Ningxin Palace yesterday?"

What else could it be?

Because he was mad at her.

Wei Rong didn't want to admit that she affected his emotions, but Xuan Fusang had already seen through the fire burning beneath his ice.

She guessed that he might be unhappy, but she didn't expect him to be so angry.

"Fusang, why don't you deal with Yuan Yan?"

Thirteen days ago, when he opened the unsigned letter as usual, the strange handwriting quickly made him alert.

He subconsciously wanted to let it go, but the first words had already caught his eye.

"It is true that Yuan Yan colluded with the Kangwang Mansion and killed his brother and father to cover up the evidence. One hundred thousand taels..."

He quickly realized that this was not a letter written to him by Fuso, but a secret letter that should have been handed over to the eldest princess.

At that time, he didn't think much about it and decisively put away the letter paper and repacked it.

He also wrote to tell her what he had read and quickly sent it out along with the secret letter.

Normally, I would receive her reply in about half a day at the latest.

But he waited for a whole day, but nothing happened.

Worried that something unexpected might have happened, he hurriedly wrote a second letter.

"Why do you still use him?"

After sending the third letter, he had calmed down and guessed her intention.

How could her people make such a low-level mistake as sending them to the wrong destination?

That letter was not written by her, but it was indeed written for him to read.

She never signed her name on her letters, because she was waiting for the letter that he would subconsciously open.

She always replied to his letters quickly, as if she was waiting for his panic and confusion if he didn't receive the letter on time.

Even though he had made up his mind not to see her, he still couldn't help but step into the Qiluan Palace.

Before coming, he was still hesitant and annoyed.

She didn't explicitly or implicitly tell him that he could see her. If he ran into Young Master Yun...

In fact, everything went much more smoothly than he thought.

As he walked along, he found that the palace door was unobstructed and there was no one around the study. He couldn't help but flash a hint of sneer in his eyes.

Fuso was waiting for him to take the initiative to join the game.

She had known he would come.