TSFLIP Chapter 272

Lan Tingrong said, “The imperial doctor is still researching, but there has been no progress so far.”

Poison, if he were here, surely he could…

Fengguang froze, suddenly thinking of that man.

Although her feelings had already been cleared, when he crossed her mind, her heart still ached faintly.

Noticing her odd expression, Gu Yan raised his hand to smooth her hair, gently saying, “Your Majesty, you needn’t worry too much. If it’s poison, there will be an antidote. We’ll find a way. I also brought some osmanthus cake. Would you like some?”

To prevent the osmanthus cake from spoiling, he had ordered it to be kept on ice throughout the journey. He had even arranged for many ingredients to be prepared, though the conditions in the military camp couldn’t compare to the palace, and perhaps the freshly made cakes wouldn’t taste as good.

Osmanthus cake…

Fengguang instinctively grasped his hand and called out in a choked voice, “Xue Ran.”

Gu Yan’s expression darkened, pausing for a moment before quickly resuming a gentle smile. “Who is Xue Ran?”

His gentle expression was full of a cold, detached attitude…

Exactly like Xue Ran.

Fengguang’s hand trembled as she released his grip. “I’m feeling a bit unwell. I’ll go rest in my tent.”

With a hollow look, she walked out of the military tent.

Gu Yan stood still for a long while, his presence enigmatic, as if he were caught in a storm of strange intensity.

Summer Fengya slowly moved behind Lan Tingrong, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. She was afraid.

Lan Tingrong hesitated for a moment, then called out, “Prince?”

“General Lan, I still have business to attend to. Please continue focusing on the antidote. I’ll take my leave now.” With that, he walked out of the tent.

Only then did Summer Fengya relax, patting her chest.

Lan Tingrong asked, “It seems the princess is quite afraid of Prince Qian?”

“General, imagine seeing someone who has a room, and in that room, there are many… many mutilated people…” Summer Fengya shuddered at the thought of that terrifying scene from her past. “These people had their limbs severed, their eyes gouged out, their tongues cut out, yet they were still alive—living a fate worse than death. And the only reason they ended up like that was because they spoke disrespectfully to the most respected person in Dongyun.”

Summer Fengya tightly grasped Lan Tingrong’s sleeve, her eyes filled with fear. “Such a person… is terrifying, isn’t he?”

“Princess…” Lan Tingrong’s face froze with a cold expression. He was beginning to doubt because Gu Yan didn’t seem like the kind of man who would do such cruel things.

Summer Fengya was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered, flashing a bright smile as if the trembling, fearful person just moments ago wasn’t her at all. “It’s just a scary story. When I was little, I was mischievous, so my uncle told me this story to scare me. It’s just a childhood trauma. That’s why I’m still scared when I see him now.”

“I see.” Lan Tingrong replied, “It’s just a story, though frightening. There’s no need for the princess to take it seriously.”

“Mm-hmm, I understand.” Summer Fengya nodded obediently, though hidden in her smiling eyes was a trace of fear that others couldn’t see.

She still remembered that sunny day, sitting on the ground, trembling in front of that dark, dreadful door.

The man stood in the sunlight, his thin lips curled into a faint smile, as beautiful as a deity from a world beyond the mundane.

He bent down, gently brushing her head with his hand, smiling lightly like an immortal or a demon. In the most captivating voice, he whispered, “Princess, this is our secret. If the emperor finds out…”

Summer Fengya never asked him what the second half of that sentence was because she could feel that as long as he pressed a little harder with the hand on her head, her body would be severed from her head.