Outside, everything had dissolved into utter chaos.
Shen Yangge braced a hand against the carriage wall and couldn't help wondering, Why has Chu Xuanzhen been gone so long? The whole convoy is about to be wiped out.
Who's attacking us?
The bandits from Yong'an Stronghold?
Shen Yangge couldn't think of any other explanation. His breathing gradually grew labored, and a faint pink flush spread across his skin.
"Shit, it's flaring up now? Who can touch me at a time like this?"
Shen Yangge muttered those words quietly and with difficulty, then tugged at his collar, hoping to ease his shortness of breath. But the more he tugged, the hotter he felt. His face, neck, and hands had all turned red.
"No, I have to get out of the carriage. At least I need to find someone to touch me."
System 615 fretted inwardly. [Host, hurry, hurry.]
No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't sprout wings and fly.
As Shen Yangge's symptoms grew increasingly obvious, he flung aside the carriage curtain. Just as he had expected, chaos reigned outside, and even the driver had vanished.
He was trying to figure out how to get just anyone to touch him when an angry voice shouted, "That's him! He's the Crown Prince!"
Having only just poked his head out, Shen Yangge was completely dumbfounded. He even glanced around a few times. After confirming that Chu Xuanzhen was nowhere in sight, the little figure in his mind pointed at himself. Me? I've been promoted to Crown Prince of Great Chu?
[System, have I landed the leading man's role now?!]
System 615 was briefly at a loss for words before answering, [...No. It seems someone has falsely accused you and made you take the fall.]
Tch. I knew nothing that good would happen.
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