The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Zhao Yuchen's nails almost dug into the flesh, and his finger bones were pinched until they turned white.

He forced himself not to lose his composure, took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the violent reaction in his heart, and subconsciously reached out to pick up the jade pendant.

He was thinking to see if he could find someone to repair the jade pendant completely, but he didn't expect that Feng Ling pushed him away and snatched the jade pendant away.

"Don't touch my things..."

Feng Ling looked nervous, her expression became unfamiliar, and there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

However, her eyes revealed an unprecedented coldness and defensiveness, which was completely different from the warmth just now.

Under the gaze of Feng Ling's black eyes, Zhao Yuchen felt a strong sense of distance, as if she was afraid that he would destroy her jade pendant again.

Feng Ling shouted to him forcefully, her voice full of pain and anger.

"That'smine!"

He carefully pieced together the broken jade pendant, but the jade pendant was shattered and could never be restored to its original shape.

Fengling's face showed various emotions: anxiety, sadness, and despair.

Tears fell one by one, crying silently.

Once, she would cry in front of him with pitiful eyes, seeking his sympathy.

But now, even though she was in great pain, Feng Ling never cast a glance at him.

Zhao Yuchen's heart trembled slightly.

Looking at his palm, there was still blood on Feng Ling's skin.

Instinctively, he wanted to reach out his hand to help her up, but she pushed him away.

"no need."

Feng Ling's tone was firm and cold, completely different from the previous intimacy.

Zhao Yuchen opened his mouth, seemingly a little sad, and wanted to apologize, but when his eyes came into contact with Feng Ling's expressionless face, all the words were stuck in his throat.

His chest felt astringent and stuffy, and for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

Just stared at her blankly.

And Feng Ling slowly raised her head, staring straight into his eyes with her tear-soaked eyes.

It was a strange and indifferent look, without the former love in it.

It's like I've never known him.

She shook her head gently, as if talking to herself,

"I made a mistake. You are not him, not you. How could I confuse you with him? I'm sorry, I wasted a lot of your time."

Feng Ling frowned and struggled to stand up from the ground, her figure swaying a little.

Probably because of the pressure on the wound, her face turned a little pale.

When Zhao Yuchen tried to come forward to help her for the third time, she decisively avoided it again.

She pursed her lips tightly, refusing to be touched by anyone.

Then, she stood up unsteadily and picked up the beaded hairpin and half a jade pendant scattered on the ground before leaving.

He didn't take away the carefully prepared food boxes and snacks, and he stumbled away without looking back at him.

Zhao Yuchen stood there, watching Feng Ling leave.

His heart became more and more restless and empty, and he had a strong urge to catch up.

When he thought of Feng Ling's cold eyes, his body seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move.

He was scared of himself, if it was just guilt, why was it so painful?

Zhao Yuchen stared at Feng Ling's back intently, so focused that he almost forgot to breathe.

I don’t know why I feel this panic, as if I am losing something important.

The emotion came to him without warning, leaving him feeling helpless and confused.

The housekeeper called him several times, but Zhao Yuchen didn't respond. It wasn't until her figure disappeared completely that Zhao Yuchen came back to his senses. The housekeeper reminded:

"Your Majesty, please go over quickly, the princess and Miss Du are waiting for you."

He was stunned for a moment, then agreed in a low voice:

"Ah."

His eyes fell on the food box on the ground involuntarily. The housekeeper immediately guessed what he was thinking:

"Your Majesty, do you need someone to handle these things?"

Zhao Yuchen immediately said:

"Don't throw it away, pack it up first and send it to my room."

When he said that sentence, there was no hesitation at all, it was almost a natural reaction.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized what he had blurted out.

Zhao Yuchen's face changed slightly, revealing a complicated emotion.

He was very surprised at his attitude. Shouldn't he hate those things?

Yet, for some reason, he just didn't want to throw those things away. He himself couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

The housekeeper and the guard were stunned. They originally thought that the prince didn't like those things, so they planned to throw them away, but what did the prince's attitude mean?

Does it really have anything to do with that woman?

Zhao Yuchen also felt confused in his heart due to the surprised looks from all around.

I felt as if I was trapped in a fog and couldn't struggle out.

At this moment, something was wrong with him.

As long as he met the woman's eyes, he would feel inexplicably tight and uncomfortable in his chest, unconsciously becoming concerned, and even unable to control his most basic emotions.

This is not normal, something must be wrong.

Zhao Yuchen noticed the change in his mentality, and he realized that he needed to clear his thoughts. What happened to me?

Why does it become like this?

He felt vaguely uneasy, and his brain was even more confused at the moment.

He felt that he needed to think carefully and find out the root of the problem.

In the following time, Zhao Yuchen was obviously absent-minded.

Even when visiting Du Yuyan, Zhao Yuchen looked thoughtful.

No matter what his mother or the doctor said, he didn't seem to hear it.

His thoughts seemed to be still stuck in the previous chaos, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

Until the princess called him several times,

"Yu Chen, Yu Chen, what happened to you today? You didn't answer my call. Did you hear what the doctor said?"

Only then did Zhao Yuchen come back to his senses and looked at the princess with confusion and confusion.

"what happened?"

The princess shook her head helplessly,

"What are you thinking about, kid? You're so lost in thought."

She reminded,

"Did you hear what Dr. Zhang said?"

Zhao Yuchen seemed to have just reacted, and his eyes fell on Dr. Zhang in the room.

This Doctor Zhang is a miracle doctor specially invited by Zhao Yuchen from Lincheng, and he has superb medical skills.

Zhao Yuchen sat in front of the bed and took Du Yuyan's pulse carefully. Then, he sighed and shook his head,

"Miss Du's disease was brought from the womb."

The princess nodded repeatedly in agreement. Du Yuyan's mother died of dystocia when she was giving birth to her.

The child was suffocated in the mother's womb for a long time before being born, so Du Yuyan's body has always been very weak.

Over the years, her family has been using precious medicinal materials to help her regulate her body, and she has nothing to do on weekdays.

It was only because I had been frightened a little after leaving the house two days ago and unfortunately contracted the wind and cold that I fell ill.