"He refused medical treatment and kept resisting."
Xue Pingyuan gritted his teeth, looked at Chu Xuanzhen, and cupped his hands. "Your Highness, may I ask whether Lord Shen is still in the palace?"
Chu Xuanzhen said, "He isn't."
"Your Highness, could you tell me where Lord Shen is? I could take my younger brother to him."
Only after saying this did Xue Pingyuan realize he had been too direct. His expression stiffened slightly, and he could only add vaguely, "I'm worried about my younger brother. If I have overstepped in any way, please forgive me, Your Highness."
The eunuch felt uneasy as he listened. He knew about the relationship between His Highness and Lord Shen, and had naturally gained some understanding of His Highness's temperament.
His Highness acted indifferent in front of everyone, but when Lord Shen was involved, he might do something unpredictable. Last night, for instance, His Highness had actually disappeared right under his nose in the brief moment he turned away to refill the lamp oil.
It had given him quite a fright. Later, one of His Highness's trusted attendants had indirectly warned him not to make a fuss about it, leaving him no choice but to swallow all his questions.
His Highness had stayed out the entire night.
It was already daylight when he returned.
And his persistently gloomy expression had returned to normal. He even seemed to be in a fairly good mood, though that was only the eunuch's guess.
As a servant newly assigned to the Crown Prince, he had to watch his words and actions. Some matters were not for him to speculate about, and some things were not for him to say.
Seeing the slight change in the Crown Prince's expression, the eunuch hurriedly spoke up. "General Xue, His Highness doesn't know