Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

Chapter 568

The people outside were standing still and talking, but the shadows reflected on the windows spread out in all directions in an encircling manner.

Li Huoyue just hid himself quickly, he couldn't really disappear out of thin air.

The people who were surrounding her now dispersed, like a bundle of ropes, trapping her in the room.

She can force her way out, and even ten people outside are no match for her.

But she always felt like she hadn't gotten enough of what she wanted, and she didn't want to leave yet.

"Cuicui...went to see Manager Zhao." The young master said, "She should be back soon."

"Then please forgive me, Your Highness. I am worried..."

Before the person outside could finish his words, a suppressed cry came from far outside the door, "What are you doing?! Don't you know that the prince is sleeping?!!"

"Oh, Miss Cuicui, we..." The person outside seemed to want to explain.

"Keep your voice down!" Cuicui interrupted the other person with a whisper, "The prince said that no one can disturb the prince's rest! Are you guys trying to kill yourself?!"

"But the prince has already..."

Cuicui didn't care about him at all. Who in the palace didn't know the way Prince Liang punished people?

The Prince of Liang was not someone who was easy to talk to, and this was his little prince whom he treasured like the apple of his eye. Before leaving, he specifically instructed that the prince must have a good rest. If he found out that he had not taken good care of her, it would be considered a mercy from His Highness the Prince of Liang to peel off her skin.

"Hurry up and go, don't implicate me!" Cui Cui said as she pushed open the door and walked straight into the house, closing the door behind her, not taking the guards seriously at all.

Cuicui came to the prince's bed with a cotton doll in her hand, and was surprised to find that the prince was not asleep yet. He was sitting on the bed in a daze with his big eyes wide open.

In the past, when she brought things back, the prince would already be fast asleep.

Cui Cui gritted her teeth, damn guards!

She calmed down her anger and tried to save the situation with a gentle voice, "Your Highness, I have brought you the cotton doll you requested. It is late, Your Highness, please go to bed early."

The prince took the cotton doll, still thinking about his sister. He didn't say anything and didn't respond. He sat on the bed with his head down, showing no sign of going to sleep.

"Your Highness?" Cuicui smiled and said gently again, "Rest early, Your Highness."

The prince reacted this time. He looked up at Cuicui with a questioning and puzzled look on his face. "Cuicui, she's sick. None of you told me."

The prince only used the word "she", and Cuicui clearly knew who he was referring to.

Cuicui's smile froze on her face, and she stepped back involuntarily, "Ah, this..."

Li Huoyue was still in the room, and she heard their conversation clearly.

Li Huoyue did not say anything nonsense about the other person being sick, but she was a little confused about the young master's attitude.

I was confused by the attitude of the prince and the servants when they talked about this sister, and I was also confused by the prince's positive attitude towards this information.

Li Huoyue had never met the prince before. It was fine that the two strangers could just call her "Sister Li", but he didn't doubt what she said at all. He directly confirmed the fact and turned around to question the maid who had been with him day and night.

[None of you told me.]

It was not a question or a verification, but a statement with a hint of blame.

After the prince finished speaking, he kept looking at Cuicui, hoping for a reasonable explanation.

There were still shadows outside the window and it was raining, so the scene was not very clear, which made it even more frightening.

Cuicui couldn't bear it any longer and said hurriedly, "Well, well, I've already asked Doctor Huo. He will be fine, he will be fine."

Without waiting for the prince to say anything, Cuicui walked towards the door while yelling fiercely at the outside.

"Hey! You guys! What are you still doing here? You scared the prince so much that he can't sleep!!!"

The prince watched Cuicui silently as she went out to drive away the guards, then turned his head slightly and looked at the place where Li Huoyue had just disappeared.

Cuicui and the guards outside were making some noise, and the prince was a little confused. Since he had gone to ask Doctor Huo to cure his sister, why did she leave in such a hurry?

is not it……

"Sister Li, are you still there?" the prince said in a low voice.

Li Huoyue did not respond.

The prince asked again: "Is my sister...incurable?"

Li Huoyue still did not respond.

"I know that neither she nor I should be here. Master Cen has said this many times." The prince began to speak to himself, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, so it was impossible for Li Huoyue not to hear. "It's just that they all said that a miracle happened near the Nanxia River, and we thought..."

The prince clenched the corner of the quilt with both hands and said nothing more.

"What do you mean?" Li Huoyue's voice came, a little vague.

The guards outside and Cuicui were in a stalemate. If the situation continued to develop like this, it was not surprising that a more authoritative steward would be attracted.

The prince's eyes lit up at this, "You really didn't leave!"

The voice was full of surprise and excitement, so much so that the people outside could vaguely hear the movement. Just when they were about to freeze, the atmosphere suddenly changed and everyone paused strangely at the same time.

Cuicui did not enter the house. She had always said that she was afraid of disturbing the prince's rest. This time she stood outside and asked hesitantly:

"Your Highness, who are you talking to?"

The shadows on the window sashes were slightly making movements as if they were to draw their swords, as if they would rush in without hesitation if the situation was not right.

The prince took a deep breath and looked towards the door. Then he realized that he had done something wrong. He covered his mouth at a loss, leaving only a pair of round eyes. He turned back to look at the place where Li Huoyue disappeared as if asking for help.

Li Huoyue's body was tense, ready to move at any time, and he listened carefully to all the movements around him.

"I……"

It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of the raindrops hitting the green tiles made different high and low sounds.

But there was a sound that was different from the sound of rain, and Li Huoyue knew that someone was coming again.

"What are you doing?" came the voice of Manager Zhao. "Cuicui, if you are not standing by the prince's side to keep watch, what are you doing standing here like an idiot?"

"Manager Zhao!" Cuicui hurriedly took small steps to greet him.

Li Huoyue recognized that this was the old woman who had just talked with King Liang.

There was no talking outside, and one could guess that it was Cuicui who was responding to Manager Zhao about what was happening in the room in his ear.

"Ridiculous! If that's the case, why are you still standing outside the room?! Why don't you just go in? How foolish!"

What Manager Zhao said was absolutely right. If Li Huoyue had really intended to capture the young master, Cuicui would have missed the best opportunity to rescue the young master by delaying at the door.

After a moment, Manager Zhao walked straight into the room as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that the prince was sitting on the bed safely and soundly, despite being a little dazed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bed, stroked the prince's head twice, half-knelt, and gently took the prince's hands.

"Your Highness, please lie down and go to sleep. You won't grow taller if you don't get enough rest."

As she spoke, she looked around.

Although the prince is safe now, she still dare not be 100% relieved. She has to check it out to feel at ease.

Suddenly, she found an inconspicuous bead not far from the bed.