Chapter 1443 - 1437: Sense of Loneliness

Chapter 1443: Chapter 1437: Sense of Loneliness

The Hao Tian Festival is about to begin, and as the host of this festival, Prince Yuan must light all the lamps on the Haotian Platform in the last few days.

In previous years, by this time, the lamps would have already been lit.

Earlier, Prince Yuan also had all those lamps lit.

But three days ago, a strange wind suddenly arose.

The wind passed through and blew out the lamps on the top few floors all at once.

The lamps on the Haotian Platform cannot be lit by just anyone.

Only the host can light them.

Having the lamps lit and then go out is considered a very ominous sign by the Fuzhou Emperor.

Prince Yuan couldn’t avoid being scolded harshly.

The Fuzhou Emperor ordered him to relight all the lamps by tomorrow.

So Prince Yuan had no choice but to light the lamps through the night.

But the problem is, he is injured.

Just three or four days ago, on the night the lamps went out, Prince Yuan was mysteriously attacked while returning to the palace.

The attack was sudden, and the assailant’s skills were very peculiar.

Prince Yuan, skilled in the Sixteen Blood Realm, was ambushed and seriously injured.

Prince Yuan kept the news under wraps, seeking someone in secret for treatment, but the progress in healing was dismal.

Days passed, and the wounds kept opening and closing unpredictably.

In such a state, the doctors in his residence advised him to stay in bed and rest.

Yet, the lamps on the Haotian Platform went out again.

He must light them himself.

With great difficulty, he lit up the forty-third floor and continued his ascent.

The forty-fourth floor of the Haotian Platform is already very high up.

The platform’s location is already elevated.

Looking down from the forty-fourth floor, one can almost overlook the entire Wangjing.

Prince Yuan went up the Haotian Platform alone.

As he looked out, the myriad lights of Wangjing City were extinguished, and the entire city seemed to be asleep.

Wangjing, clearly his home, yet at this moment, he felt exceptionally lonely.

Between Heaven and Earth, he was utterly alone, the only one left.

A pang of pain surged from his wounds, and Prince Yuan hissed lightly, offering a bitter smile.

He had naturally heard the legends of the Hao Tian Festival.

His father had still abandoned him.

Though rumors of deposing the Crown Prince circulated long within the Court, Prince Yuan never believed it.

He refused to believe that his kind father would treat him this way.

After his mother’s passing, his father grew increasingly distant.

Instead, the Noble Princess Consort Zhu and the Fourth Prince gained more favor.

If something were to happen to him after the Hao Tian Festival, the Fourth Prince’s faction would be most delighted.

"I will never let you have your way."

A hint of anger rose on Prince Yuan’s pale face.

He would never let those people get what they want.

"Speaking of which, my eldest brother and third sister should have already arrived in Wangjing. After the Hao Tian Festival, I must properly entertain my third sister."

A smile appeared on Prince Yuan’s face.

He still admired Xin Lin a lot, even having some affection for her.

That’s why he proposed to marry her that day.

Though he knew his father would never agree.

As the Prince, it was impossible for him to marry an ordinary girl.

Yet, he couldn’t help but speak out.

A girl like Xin Lin was difficult for anyone to match, wasn’t she?

Prince Yuan smiled bitterly, turning to look at the lantern stand not far away.

There were only a few lamps left, and Prince Yuan walked towards the lantern stand, which seemed to merge completely with the dark of the night.