C11 Apoplexy

"Wait."

Chiang Luoyu still hadn't figured out the meaning behind those words, but he saw the white figure slowly walk towards the stream. For some reason, he frowned and looked at the white figure's back. When he opened his mouth, there was an indescribable strangeness in his tone.

Who asked him to leave in such a swagger?! Although he helped out when he saw injustice, he didn't save people for nothing!

Thinking of this, his white fingers gripped the hairpin tightly, and the gentleness in his voice turned cold.

"I haven't said anything yet …"

His Smoke Amber refracted a faint light and stared back at him with the same expressionless face. Chiang Luoyu, who was standing not too far away, narrowed his eyes, and just as he was about to step forward a little and speak again, he saw that the person standing next to the stream had lost all color in his face.

The youth in white suddenly bent down in front of him, as if he had lost all control of his body. His face was twisted, and his half-opened eyes fell into the water, causing bright splashes.

It was only after a long time did he finally react. He quickly walked to the side of the stream and looked at the youth in white, whose eyes were tightly shut and about to sink to the bottom, and secretly frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his clothes and jumped into the stream.

The water in the early spring was so cold that it was bone-piercing. Chiang Luoyu held his breath and landed lightly on the sand below the stream. His fingers moved along the water current and pulled the young man's white fingers.

The moment Chiang Luoyu stuck his head out of the water, he felt the water behind him pushing him further and further away from the place where he fell into the water. Chiang Luoyu cursed the people in his arms who had lost all signs of life since he fell into the water, but his calm and fair face did not reveal an anxious expression.

In less than half an incense's time, Chiang Luoyu was expressionlessly standing on the shore, knocking the stove with his white fingers. In less than half an incense's time, Chiang Luoyu stood expressionlessly on the shore, knocking the stove with his white fingers unsteadily.

"Who saved Second Brother and sister?"

Beside him stood an old man in grey clothes. Hearing this, he immediately lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, you were saved by the steward of County Prince's residence."

"Housekeeper?" Chiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows with interest, seemingly not surprised by this result. "Who ordered them to leave the mansion early to pick up the car from the manor?"

When the old man heard this, he lowered his head even more. "Reporting to the crown prince, it's County Princefei."

Chiang Luoyu sneered. He looked at the person at his feet and smiled playfully. "Chief Consort Madame Zhen?"

Before he finished his sentence, he didn't wait for the old man to give an answer, and lowered his eyes slightly as he held the furnace tightly in his hand. He then abruptly withdrew his gaze from the young man lying on the ground, turned around and walked towards the carriage: "You can't find me, is County Prince Manor anxious?"

The elder responded with a low voice as his expression grew more respectful. As he looked at the young master by his side, his gaze grew more respectful. "Your Highness' foresight is like that of a god."