Chapter 88 Chu Heng_1
Eighty li west of Jing City, Jingshan Villa.
Jingshan Villa is a royal retreat named after the famous Jingshan Mountain close by. Boasting numerous natural warm springs and beautiful, peaceful scenery, it is an excellent place for self-cultivation and rejuvenation of the heart.
Since Crown Prince Chu Heng had been frail and susceptible to cold since childhood, the reigning emperor, out of compassion, bestowed Jingshan Villa upon him. Every winter, the Crown Prince would convalesce there, and for the past twenty years without fail, this year was no exception.
In the side hall, Yan Ruyu, dressed in an opulent purple garment, reclined lazily on a soft cushioned seat, leisurely fiddling with his Jade Bone Fan. However, from time to time, his eyes darted to the main door, betraying his agitation and concern.
Across from him, Xiao Ruiyuan, clad in a black gown and robe, sipped a cup of Junshan Silver Needle tea expressionlessly, as if displeased with the coolness of the tea. After taking a couple of sips and furrowing his brow, he set the cup down. Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he sprang to his feet, his sharp eyes fixed on the doorway.
Yan Junyu was taken aback, then closed his Jade Bone Fan and stood up as well, turning his gaze to the outside of the door.
Soon after, the rumbling sound of carriage wheels arose and, in a short while, a middle-aged, beardless man entered, pushing a wheelchair. By his side followed an elder in a green robe, his white beard fluttering, emanating an air of a hermit of remarkable virtue.
Seated in the wheelchair was a man exuding a gentle aura, none other than Crown Prince Chu Heng.