Chapter 297 It's Too Late

"Squeak-"

The door of the new house was opened, and the cold wind from the outside poured in, making the candles flicker and go out at any time.

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

She saw the incoming sixth prince Zixuan, his face flickered in the flickering candlelight, but his eyes, full of affection, were so hot.

The first time Bai Qingqiang noticed his gaze, it turned out to be so fiery and pure.

It was because she was so stupid that she had never looked at him, so she ignored his true feelings.

He held a clay bowl in his hand, and the bowl was dark soup.

"Zi Xuan, I don't know if it's too late if I say it now."

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

"I like your poems very much."

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

His eyes suddenly brightened in the dark night, like dim stars emerging from the shadows of clouds, blooming with a faint but stubborn brilliance.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

Did she finally know the truth?

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

However, it was still too late.

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

"I'm sorry, I missed you."

Bai Qingqiang held the embroidered handkerchief close to him and wiped away his tears.

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

Zixuan held back her tears and said sobbing.

"Um."

Bai Qingqiang nodded and drank the bowl of black medicine.

It was dark before her eyes, and she felt her consciousness become blurred.

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

Zixuan hugged her, placed her on the bed, and held her hand with unwavering gaze in her eyes.

"Qian'er, we'll be together forever, even if we're going to hell, I'm not afraid for you."

He glanced at the broken pottery bowl on the ground with a complicated and determined expression.

Compared with the deadly silence of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, the Chu Mansion was brightly lit, and it was as lively as a market.

Although it was already night, at the entrance of the Chu Mansion, everyone from the Chu family, led by Mr. Chu, was waiting eagerly.

They have been waiting here for a long time, and the old man Chu has his legs weak. At this moment, two servants are supporting him.

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

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

"Yeah! What the hell is it that makes so many of us wait here?"

"Is this person coming yet?"

"My feet are sore."

"..."

Each of the gorgeously dressed young ladies and young ladies were all dissatisfied.

"Young Master Yun is coming to our Chu family, you all cheer up, stand up, and prepare to welcome you!"

Seeing their appearance, Old Man Chu cursed angrily.

"Look at your appearance, if Yun Shao sees it, it will embarrass our Chu family."

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

Patriarch Chu asked.

"No matter how late you have to wait, what if Young Master Yun comes, what should you do? Young Master Yun is a distinguished guest, so you have to wait all night."

Mr. Chu himself could hardly stand up. He was about to go back to rest, and when he asked his son to lead everyone to wait, he saw a white horse galloping.

The white horse ran very fast and rushed straight to the old man Chu, scaring him to escape. As a result, he fell heavily to the ground because his legs and feet were not good.