Cold Poison

The gong sounded loud. The carriage stop at the Crown Prince's Palace grounds, when Hong, who could not wait any longer, jump off the carriage and ran into the palace gates.

"Your Majesty!"

Fei er was even too late to stop him as the boy nimbly jumped down even before the wheels completely stopped.

The Crown Prince's adviser, old man Pao Tu, was seen standing in the room where the healer had just finished bandaging the wound on the Crown Prince's back.

"Ah"

The old physician lowers his head.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, please hold on a little longer, there are still many thorns left in the skin," said the old royal physician.

The sound of quick footsteps entering the Crown Prince's private residence was followed by a scream that the Crown Prince was all too familiar with.