Chapter 174: Eager, I’m here to save you (2/2)

When the doors were opened, the imperial uncle’s entire family surrounded her with all sorts of questions. The imperial uncle himself didn’t speak, but it was obvious he was nervous.

“His life’s preserved for now, so he should be able to hold on for five to six days. To save him, the antidote is still necessary,” Han Yunxi said.

“Then where’s the antidote?!” the imperial uncle blurted out.

Yet Han Yunxi’s answer was unexpected. “That’ll have to wait until news from the emperor!”

What did…these words mean?

The crowd was puzzled, the imperial uncle at a loss. Han Yunxi didn’t have time to waste here, but gave Gu Beiyue a push while everyone was still stunned to indicate that they should go. She was anticipating the meeting with Long Feiye!

As soon as she entered the palace, Han Yunxi headed straight for the Hall of Regrets. Emperor Tianhui hadn’t gone back on his word, though Han Yunxi would’ve been helpless if he did. The Hall of Regrets was a place to shut up imperial sons so they could reflect upon their mistakes. It wasn’t a very big palace, but its four tall, surrounding walls had no windows. There was only a single door leading inside, so one could imagine how boring the place could be.

Eunuch Xue opened the door. “Esteemed wangfei, please go on.”

Han Yunxi had rushed over as soon as she reached the palace, but she drew back now, her heart beating fast. What kind of reaction would Long Feiye have when he saw her?

“Esteemed wangfei, please go on,” Eunuch Xue repeated himself. Only then did Han Yunxi enter. The door closed as she as she went in. Inside, the courtyard was completely empty except for a small building. The door to the building was shut tight, and everything else was silent. Han Yunxi walked over and lightly knocked on the door.

“Your Highness.”

However, no one answered her.

“Your Highness, are you inside? Your Highness?” Han Yunxi called a few more times, but there was still no reply. The courtyard was small enough for her to take in everything at a glance. If Long Feiye wasn’t outside, then he had to be in this room. So why wasn’t he responding? Has something happened to him? Did Emperor Tianhui torture him? Or is he sick with the plague as well? Thinking up to here, Han Yunxi had a fright and grew anxious.

“Long Feiye!” she cried as she suddenly pushed open the door. But there was no one in the room.

Where was he?

At the same time, Long Feiye was sitting on the roof, his cold face sporting a slight curve to his lips. Still, he didn’t make a sound.

“Long Feiye!”

“Long Feiye, where are you? Are you here?” Han Yunxi walked out the room, her heart burning with impatience as she shouted. The more she thought, the more she felt things weren’t right. She was on the verge of losing faith. Did Emperor Tianhui play a trick on her? Could it be that Long Feiye was long…after all, Emperor Tianhui was perfectly within rights to execute him for the crime of refusing an imperial edict.

At this thought, Han Yunxi hurried towards the exit, but it was now that Long Feiye finally opened his mouth. “Han Yunxi, who gave you permission to call your lordship by name?”

Hearing this, Han Yunxi stopped abruptly and turned to look at the roof, only to see Long Feiye sitting there in all his glory. Noble, arrogant, mysterious, cold, and stern, he resembled an Immortal high up in the clouds, his deep, profound eyes staring at her.

Her first reaction was shock, followed by a burst of laughter as she blurted, “Long Feiye, you’re okay! I was scared to death!” This fellow was actually on the roof. So many people outside were worried for his sake, but he seemed leisurely and at ease.

“What were you afraid of?” Long Feiye asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ehh…

What was she afraid of? Just then…had she really been frightened? Han Yunxi raised her head to look at Long Feiye. A long time passed before she chewed on her lip and teasingly replied, “I was afraid that if you happened to die, I’d be buried alive with you.”

At this answer, the curve on Long Feiye’s lips immediately vanished. He landed on the ground and asked coldly, “How did you get inside?”

So many days had passed without even mufei coming by, which meant the emperor must have set down some orders. He never thought this woman could come in beyond all expectations. Still, what surprised him more was Han Yunxi’s answer.

“I came to help you out of here.”

Now Long Feiye was curious, so Han Yunxi went on to explain about the poison pestis. Her eyebrows danced and her face was radiant, glowing with energy as she happily told him everything. She didn’t even notice that Long Feiye was staring at her the entire time without ever looking aside. Actually, he didn’t need her to save him. The fact that Emperor Tianhui had locked him in the palace rather than the prisons meant that the emperor dreaded him enough to leave a route of retreat. Long Feiye had been the youngest imperial son with the weakest, most powerless relatives. For him to survive the intense succession wars in his past meant that he had plenty of ability.

If Emperor Tianhui couldn’t touch him back then, he was even less capable of touching him now.

“Why do you want to save your lordship?” Long Feiye asked again, his eyes full of interest as they stared into Han Yunxi’s own. It was a stare that could pierce straight through the depths of her heart. Han Yunxi immediately averted her eyes, her heart beating faster and faster. But Long Feiye abruptly drew closer, shrouding Han Yunxi in his impressive, constricting aura.

Because she didn’t want to be buried alive with him if he died?

If this woman dare say that to him again, he’d definitely make her regret!