Chapter 297 Everything Is Too Late

   "Squeaky——"

  The door of the new house was opened, the cold wind from outside poured in, and the candles flickered, possibly extinguished at any time.

  The whole room suddenly became cold, but Bai Qingqiang didn't feel anything, she just looked up at the sound.

  She saw Zixuan, the sixth prince who came here. His face was bright and dark in the flickering candlelight, but his eyes were full of affection, and they were so hot.

  Bai Qingqiang noticed his gaze for the first time, it turned out to be so hot and pure.

   is that she is so stupid that she has never looked at him squarely, so she ignored his true feelings.

  He held a pottery bowl in his hand, and the bowl was filled with black soup.

  "Zixuan, I don’t know if I say it is too late."

  Bai Qingqiang paused, a jasmine-like smile appeared on her face.

   "The poem you wrote, I like it very much."

  Her voice is very gentle, like gurgling water, flowing into Zixuan's heart.

  His eyes suddenly brightened in the dark night, like dim stars, emerging from the shadow of the clouds, bursting out with a faint but stubborn light.

  His eye sockets turned red in an instant, tears gushing out uncontrollably.

  Did she finally know the truth?

  He has loved her for so many years, so deeply!

  But, everything is still too late.

  His depressed cry gradually became louder, holding the medicine bowl in his hand, crying like a child.

   "Sorry, I missed you."

  Bai Qingqiang took a close-fitting embroidered handkerchief and wiped his tears away.

   "I asked the royal doctor to prescribe the medicine for you, please drink this bowl of medicine first!"

  Zixuan held back the tears, choked and said.

"Um."

  Bai Qingqiang nodded, and drank the black medicine.

  It was dark in front of her eyes, and she felt her consciousness become blurred.

  After she drank the medicine, she fell into Zixuan's arms. He held her body and cried hysterically at night.

  Zi Yan hugged her, put her on the bed, and held her hand with a firm gaze in her eyes.

   "Qianer, we will be together forever, even if we are going to hell, I am not afraid for you."

  He glanced at the broken pottery bowl on the ground, his expression was complicated and decisive.

  Compared with the dead silence of the residence of the Six Princes, which is like a tomb, the illuminated Chu Mansion is brightly lit and bustling like a bazaar.

  Although it was nightfall, at the gate of the Chu Mansion, the Chu family, led by Mr. Chu, were all waiting eagerly.

  They have been waiting here for a long time, and Mr. Chu has already stood with weak legs, and at this moment two servants are supporting him.

   "Grandpa, we have been waiting for a long time, how long will it take?"

   Chu Dong said impatiently, he was still busy reading medical books, but he was called to stand by Bai for a long time.

   "Yes! Where is it sacred that so many of us should wait here?"

   "Is this guy coming yet?"

   "My feet are sore."

  "……"

  All the gorgeously dressed young men and women are all dissatisfied.

   "Young Master Yun is coming to our Chu family, you all cheer up one by one, stand up, ready to welcome you!"

   Old man Chu scolded angrily when he saw them.

   "Look at what you look like, if you let Yun Shao see it, you would be ashamed of our Chu family."

   "Father, is this Shao Yun not coming today? It's so late."

   Patriarch Chu asked.

   "No matter how late you have to wait, what if Yun Shao comes here? Yun Shao is a distinguished guest, and you have to wait one night."

  Old man Chu was almost unable to stand on his own. He was about to go back to rest. When he asked his son to take everyone to wait, he saw a white horse galloping forward.

  The white horse ran very fast, and rushed to the old man Chu, frightening him to escape. As a result, he fell heavily to the ground because of his legs and feet.

  (End of this chapter)