Chapter 294: The Silent Princess' Royal Marriage 9

There is no one on the road at the moment, as everyone has gone to the market to release river lanterns.
It is dark and windy, occasionally a crow flies overhead, leaving behind a few eerie cries.
She became increasingly unable to walk, and Song Yan quickly noticed her abnormality, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her.
The man's eyes still carried a smile, but with the moonlight, there was suddenly a hint of coldness, obscure and unclear.
Song Yan chuckled lightly and said, "We're almost at the clinic, just hold on a little longer."
Xie Shizhu stiffly nodded.
The two of them continued walking towards the clinic, but when they reached the entrance, they found it closed. It seems that the people at the clinic had also gone to the market to release river lanterns.
At this moment, Song Yan released Xie Shizhu and gazed silently at her.
It seemed like he was looking at her for the last time.
Xie Shizhu swallowed nervously, allowing Song Yan to scrutinize herself.
Suddenly, a series of footsteps were heard running towards them. Judging by the sound of footsteps, there seemed to be many people, and their martial arts skills were quite good.
Immediately, the voices of these people reached the ears of the two individuals: "The assassin who attempted to assassinate the prince just ran from here. Let's search!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Xie Shizhu's face flashed with surprise, and he instinctively looked at Song Yan, quickly gesturing with his hand, "The Crown Prince is injured?"
Song Yan had no interest in harming the Crown Prince. After all, killing the Crown Prince wouldn't benefit him in any way, and it would even provide an opportunity for other princes to vie for the throne.
However, just because he doesn't lay his hands on the crown prince doesn't mean that other princes will remain indifferent.
It is very normal for the crown prince to be assassinated when he appears arrogantly in the market.
Song Yan whispered, "Well, the market is crowded and filled with a variety of people, making it very easy for something to happen."
After speaking, Song Yan turned around and attempted to open the door to the medical clinic.
To their surprise, the clinic was not locked, and with a push, the door automatically opened.
Without any hesitation, they both entered inside.
They knew very well that they had nothing to do with the assassination attempt on the crown prince.
Two people can appear here and be arrested by the officials. It's difficult to explain the situation right away.
They can only hide for now.
Song Yan closes the door, locks it from the inside, and then pulls Xie Shizhu to hide under the table in the doctor's clinic.
Xie Shizhu held her breath, not daring to breathe, tightly gripping Song Yan's hand, her forehead covered in sweat.
Song Yan glanced at her, thinking that she was scared by these officials, so he reached out and patted her back to comfort her.
Xie Shizhu was scared by him, especially when the two of them were in one place, with not a single person in sight.
If she died, no one would ever find out.
Later on, Song Yan can easily shift the blame by providing any excuse.
For example, the assassin who accidentally killed the prince was killed due to excessive bleeding.
As Xie Shizhu's mind was filled with chaotic thoughts, the footsteps of the official stopped at the door of the medical clinic.
Both of them suddenly heard several official guards forcefully preparing to push open the wooden door of the clinic.
At that moment, Xie Shizhu turned to look at Song Yan, but the man's face suddenly turned pale, as if his illness had relapsed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Even the high and straight bridge of the nose has sweat, and the thin lips lack color.
Xie Shizhu was a bit confused, for a moment not knowing if Song Yan was acting or actually experiencing a sudden illness.
She quickly recollected the plot regarding Song Yan in her mind.
After birth, Song Yan was not favored. His mother was just a palace maid, but because she carried the dragon seed, her status rose to that of a noblewoman.
However, it was destined for Song Yan to live under the humiliation of others after he was born.
When Song Yan was young, he learned to observe people's words and expressions in the palace, knowing that one must avoid these hidden struggles if they lack abilities on the surface.
However, on one occasion, the Prince and the Winged Prince played a prank on Song Yan in order to win his favor.
将一个只有五六岁的孩子关进前几日母亲刚死的殿里，任由宋砚敲门，也不开。
甚至还让几个宫女扮鬼作弄宋砚。
而日期恰好就是中元节。
The Mid-Autumn Festival is also known as the 'Ghost Festival'.
Xie Shizhu: "..."
Xie Shizhu followed Song Yan's gaze and saw him staring at a spot on the window, motionless.
Outside the window, the shadows of tree branches were reflected, resembling sinister and eerie beings. With the wind blowing outside, the shadows slowly swayed, carrying a hint of creepiness.
Xie Shizhu was taken aback, his breath almost stopping.
Suddenly, the window moved, Xie Shizhu widened his eyes, almost unable to suppress a scream, and subconsciously held onto Song Yan's hand tightly.
Both of them had sweaty palms, and Xie Shizhu swallowed saliva.
心想，有宋砚这个比鬼还可怕的人在，至少能有点安全感。
谢时竹贴近大佬的肩膀，不顾宋砚的反应，十指相扣于男人骨节修长的手指。
Song Yan's gaze finally moved from the window to Xie Shizhu's body. His eyes looked somewhat peculiar, then shifted towards the position where she tightly held his hand.
Once the Hungry Ghost Festival arrives, it feels as if he has returned to that scene from over a decade ago. Please note that "@" symbols do not generally have a specific meaning in Chinese text, so they are merely included for formatting purposes.
He was locked in a room, with no light from any direction, and the floor was covered in the lingering blood of his deceased mother.
It is said that many people have died in this room, and many of the emperor's concubines have ended their lives in this palace. Translated content:
In the pitch-black surroundings, it seemed as if the wailing of a woman and the reluctant roar could be heard.
As Song Yan recalled past events, the woman's hand tightly gripped his, instantly pulling him back to reality.
He took a slight breath and it was the familiar scent of jasmine.
It was the scent that emanated from Xie Shizhu's body, which inexplicably made him feel calm.
Suddenly, the window was forcefully kicked by someone. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to continue the text from this point.
Suddenly, a loud noise startled Xie Shizhu, causing her to immediately bury herself into Song Yan's embrace. Her trembling hands clutching onto his robe collar.
Song Yan was momentarily taken aback, he lowered his head and locked eyes with Xie Shizhu, piercing through her dilated pupils.
The woman's eyes turned red at the corners, enticing under the moonlight streaming through the window. Her cherry-like lips tightly clenched, revealing signs of nervousness or fear.
Inexplicably, Song Yan reached out to wipe away the tear at the corner of her eye. After he finished wiping it, he himself felt somewhat dazed.
There suddenly came a sound from outside the window: "Sir, this window won't open."
"Look, is that the person who is attempting to assassinate the prince?" The official pointed at a person on a rooftop, then with a few guards, jumped onto the roof and chased after the assassin.
As they left, the noise outside the medical hall suddenly quieted down.
It turned out that it was these bodyguards that scared her.
As they left, Xie Shizhu suddenly seemed to come alive.
But before she could relax, she instantly tensed up again upon seeing Song Yan's face.
Son Yan slowly emerges from under the table, accidentally brushing her hand against a nail on the table leg, causing a wound.
Xie Shizhu also emerges from under the table and as soon as she stands in front of Son Yan, she notices the additional wound on Son Yan's hand back.
Suddenly, the malice value dropped to 80.
This was the first time Xie Shizhu felt relieved. The decrease in malice value indicated that she had survived and avoided a certain danger.
The system let out a sigh of relief: [Celebratory fireworks!!]
Feeling that they had survived a calamity, Xie Shizhu's nose tingled, and they couldn't help but burst into tears.
Song Yan was slightly startled as Xie Shizhu shed tears upon seeing the injury on their own hand.
Tears wet his wound, causing a slight pain. However, a strange and unfamiliar emotion suddenly welled up in his heart, which was quite peculiar.