After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 310 Heir

While saying this, King Xuan raised his finger again and pointed to the void in front of him as if he saw an illusory target. "When the day comes when Japan ascends the throne as emperor," King Xuan paused and took a deep breath, "The first person I will deal with will definitely be the obstacle that once tried to hinder my ambitions - Song Yanyi!"

Every word uttered by King Xuan was like a sharp sword, cutting through the breath that had been stagnant in the air for a long time.

Then he gently patted the slightly trembling shoulder of Uncle Song next to him to comfort him, "Fortunately, the Song family has a good son like you who knows how to judge the situation. In the future, the responsibility of shouldering the glory of the entire family will naturally fall on you."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your support!"

The moment he heard these words, Uncle Song, who had been trying hard to suppress his emotional fluctuations, suddenly raised his head and looked at the master in front of him.

At this moment, a strange light seemed to flash in the depths of his eyes, and the fire of hope that he had never experienced for a long time as a bastard was rekindled.

"It seems that the little man who has been unknown in this deep courtyard for so many years has finally waited for his own opportunity to shine," he thought silently in his heart.

His eyes were slightly cold, like a deep pool, shimmering with cold waves. "Do you think I haven't taken good care of you?"

There was a barely perceptible chill in his tone.

Cui Rong pursed her lips, her eyes revealing a bit of grievance and helplessness, "It's not like that..."

She thought to herself, how could she express even the slightest dissatisfaction in front of such a prominent young master who was willing to take care of her personally?

I saw a hint of mocking smile on his face, which was filled with some unspeakable bitterness and unwillingness. "Are you tired of my company?"

This sentence was like a huge rock suddenly dropped on the surface of a peaceful lake, causing ripples in her originally calm mood. Cui Rong could not help but be stunned for a moment, and then she felt his increasingly cold voice.

"I stay here every day to take good care of you, but you think I'm disturbing your peace?"

There seemed to be a layer of frost in the air, making it so oppressive that people could hardly breathe.

Facing his cold tone that almost froze the entire room, Cui Rongrong explained hurriedly and firmly, "No...it's not like that..."

Just when she thought a storm of rebukes was about to come,

But she saw the other party suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and his fingertips felt slightly cold. At the same time, he said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Don't even think about going anywhere now. Wait until you are fully recovered."

After realizing that her previous words might have been a bit rash, Cui Rong immediately chose to remain silent, secretly deciding in her heart that she must be more careful with her words and actions in the future.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed quickly. Cui Rong's health had recovered a lot. At least she could try to get up slowly and walk a few steps.

So during this period of time, every day Song Yanyi would carefully take her for a slow walk in and out of the courtyard to get some fresh air.

Although her current range of movement is still limited, being able to occasionally leave the bed and breathe fresh air outside is a great comfort for her who has been trapped for a long time.

It is the early spring when everything comes back to life. The tender and beautiful peach blossoms are blooming in a peach forest next to Songhe Garden. Not far away is a clear and sparkling lake, surrounded by various trees, their lush branches and leaves swaying gently in the wind.

The woman who had finally been freed from her long-term confinement seemed extremely excited and could not wait to pick the flowers she liked.

And beside her, always stood the tall and handsome young man who gave her infinite support.

"Don't stay too long. After all, the temperature difference between morning and evening is still quite large. Be careful not to catch a cold, it's not good for your health," he reminded considerately.

After Cui Rong casually agreed, she tried to stand on tiptoe to reach the flowers that were blooming taller and more beautiful.

Just at this moment, Qing An hurried over to report: "Sir."

Hearing this, the two stopped what they were doing and turned around and asked, "What's the matter that's making you so anxious?"

"New changes are beginning to emerge within the court," Qing'an reported in a low voice.

Hearing this, the man's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Tell me more details."

Perhaps because her previous waist injury had not yet fully healed, Cui Rong accidentally touched the painful nerve while trying to stretch her arms. She suddenly staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Song Yanyi, who had been watching her, reacted quickly and caught her in his arms.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, why do you have to be so stubborn?"

The man's voice was full of concern yet sternness.

Cui Rong, knowing that she was in the wrong, lowered her head and replied softly: "I just want to pick a beautiful flower for you..."

Song Yanyi glanced at the flower that she had tried to pick but failed to reach, reached out and plucked it without hesitation, and handed it to her with a serious face: "Next time remember to turn into a bird and fly up to pick it."

Holding the precious flower tightly in her hand, Cui Rong said nothing more.

Although the atmosphere at the moment was a little awkward, at least there was no further conflict.

After stabilizing Cui Rongrong's body, Song Yanyi turned his attention back to his subordinates: "What is the specific situation?"

Qing An replied respectfully and quietly: "Your Majesty has issued an edict, officially confirming Prince Xuan as the heir to the throne."

Upon hearing this sudden news, Cui Rong couldn't help but be shocked and her face suddenly turned pale.

Looking up at the man in front of her who had stayed indoors for a whole month to take care of her, an indescribable emotion arose in her heart.

During this period of time, he lived a secluded life like a real hermit, never attending court and never mentioning any troubles in the outside world to her.

Sometimes she would even have the illusion that all disputes were over, but in fact, those invisible but undercurrent political storms were far from over; now with the new crown prince taking the throne, the things she was most worried about were probably about to erupt.

Compared to the rare and precious quiet atmosphere in the courtyard, the situation in the outside world is as turbulent as if a storm is about to come.

Faced with all these unknown and urgent situations, Song Yanyi still maintained his usual calm attitude, but with a meaningful smile on his face, "He has become the crown prince, then we really need to go and celebrate!"

Then he continued, "The conferment ceremony is a major national event. His Majesty has issued an edict to host a banquet in the palace in seven days to entertain the ministers, and ordered him to personally preside over the ceremony." Qing'an added, "Another point worth noting is that the Xuanwang Palace has specially sent someone to deliver an invitation, specifically inviting you to attend the banquet."