Chapter 1814: Chapter 1807: Welcoming Father and Mother Back to the Palace

Xiao Yu hasn’t lived all these years in vain; he has trained a group of high-ranking assassins from the Silver Moon Pavilion. Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan cannot easily escape, especially Chu Yihan, who hasn’t wielded a weapon for years now relies entirely on Su Yingxue for protection.

“Xiao Yu, calm down!”

Su Yingxue’s long whip danced, knocking down several people, and amidst the chaos, she shouted at Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu placed his hands on the wheelchair, the veins on the backs of his hands bulging, and even the distinct joints radiated an air of wrath.

“My children must not meet with any more accidents.” The crimson in Xiao Yu’s eyes was filled with pure hatred.

When Su Yingxue was overwhelmed, someone broke into the Qilin Garden, and a large number of Imperial Guards burst in, surrounding the Xiao family.

A figure in a bright yellow robe stepped in; Chu Heng carried with him an aura of authority and sharpness, “Master of the Xiao family, this hall does not intend to harm your daughter; I merely hope that you will no longer shield your son.”

As he finished speaking, the Silver Moon Pavilion assassins began a standoff with the Imperial Guards.

“Heng’er!” Su Yingxue’s eyes widened.

She had not seen him for a long time. Now… he had grown tall, and his appearance was no less impressive than Chu Yihan’s in years past.

Yet in her heart, there was some estrangement, preventing her from stepping forward to embrace him.

Chu Yihan’s warm hand passed through hers, pulling her aside.

He did not let Su Yingxue interfere in Chu Heng’s affairs. When Chu Heng finished his conversation with Xiao Yu and came out, he walked up to them and said with a smile, “Father, mother, your son welcomes you back to the palace.”

His smile was cheerful, yet to them, it was still evident that the child wore a mask on his face, and even they, as his parents, could not see through the expression beneath the smile.

Chu Yihan took Su Yingxue back to the palace, and along the way, Su Yingxue eagerly questioned about what Chu Heng had discussed with the Xiao family and whether Xiao Yuntang was harmed.

Chu Heng patiently explained, “Mother, rest assured, Tangtang is also my cousin; Heng’er would not harm her.”

“That’s good.” Su Yingxue’s heart gradually eased, holding Chu Yihan’s arm, leaning against him.

Now, Chu Yihan’s health is no longer as robust as it was in previous years; his overall presence lacks the strength it once did, and upon seeing Chu Heng, he speaks little.

Chu Heng yearns deeply for them but ultimately says little. After escorting his parents back to the palace, he retires to his own chamber to rest.

Yet, when he returns to the chamber, Chu Yihan is already seated on his divan, holding a freshly brewed cup of tea.

Chu Yihan invites him to sit beside him.

Chu Heng feels a slight excitement in his heart; he cannot fully describe his current feelings. Educated and adhering to etiquette, he first kneels in respect before sitting down beside Chu Yihan.

Chu Yihan personally pours him a cup of tea. “I can no longer drink strong tea now; this is brewed with medicinal herbs by your mother for calming the mind, you should try it.”

Chu Heng takes a sip, finding it has no tea flavor; initially, it tastes slightly astringent, but as the tea slips down his throat, it possesses an intense bitterness, causing Chu Heng to furrow his handsome brow.

He glances at the teacup and then at Chu Yihan, who drinks it with an air of casual calm, prompting suspicions in his heart, “Is father drinking this tea every day? This is probably not just tea; it’s father’s medicinal drink?”

When his parents left, he knew his father was ill and had been recuperating for many years.

But at that time, he was still young; whether it was his parents or his uncle, or even the Prime Minister, no one disclosed the specifics of his father’s illness to him.

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