Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 951: Two Huo Family Crown Princes Rescue Their Father, Summon Changyuan to Save the Day

Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Two Huo Family Crown Princes Rescue Their Father, Summon Changyuan to Save the Day

Huo Mansion.

As Chu Zifeng sealed Qin Ruan’s awakening memories, Huo Yunjiao, who had been heart palpitations all night, laid on the bed and suddenly spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

His distinct-knuckled hand supported him on the bed, his body weak and powerless, as if all his vitality had been drained.

The bright red blood stained the carpet, splattered on the bedside table, and on the dark blue pajamas that the third master was wearing.

In the nursery, Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, who had been sleeping, seemed to sense something and abruptly opened their pitch-black eyes.

They turned their heads simultaneously, their identical little faces looking at each other.

Ignoring the presence of the night-watching servants in the room, the brothers quickly crawled out of bed and rushed toward the door with their little legs.

Their movements were swift and neat, all done in the blink of an eye.

"Young masters, what are they trying to do?"

The night-watching servant, stunned to see the two young masters rushing toward the door, cried out in surprise.

Huo Yao turned around, his cold, dark eyes fixed on the servant who was preparing to follow them.

He warned in a milky voice, "Don’t follow us, or I’ll have father send you away!"

Huo Anqi, seeing his brother still talking to the servant, tugged at his little arm and dragged him toward the door, "Stop the nonsense! Father is barely holding on!"

The brothers left the room hand in hand.

Being members of such a distinguished household, it would be light punishment merely to be expelled from the Huo Family should anything happen to them, so the servant had no reason not to follow.

Knowing that they were no ordinary children, she dared not stop them and silently followed behind them.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi reached the door of their parents’ bedroom.

The former pushed the door open with his little hand.

Huo Yunjiao was still vomiting blood with his upper body almost suspended in the air, barely supported by his hand on the nightstand, nearly collapsing onto the floor.

"Father!"

"Third Master!"

The cries of the child and servant echoed through the small building.

Huo Qiang was guarding Huo Yirong tonight, and Huo Zhi was not at home.

The night-duty Hidden Guards, hearing the commotion, swarmed upstairs.

In the room, Huo Yao and Huo Anqi had already made their way to the bedside on their little legs.

They reached out their little hands to help their father up, the servant rushed forward, "Let me do it! Let me do it!"

An adult man’s weight was not something two children could bear.

The servant carefully supported the weak Huo Yunjiao and leaned him against the bed.

She pressed the emergency call button by the bed, and emergency communication devices rang throughout all corners of the mansion.

"What happened?"

The first to burst into the bedroom was Lin Hao. The strong smell of blood filled his nostrils, and seeing the third master covered in blood, his expression drastically changed. He almost roared to the Hidden Guards behind him, "Go get Doctor Chen, and inform Madam that the third master has had an accident!"

Although Lin Hao’s influence in the Secret Guard Department was not as strong as Huo Qiang’s, Huo Chuan’s, or Huo Zhi’s, he had already started to cultivate his own personnel.

Now the captain of a small Hidden Guard team, he had a few new members under him, cultivated by the third master as Qin Ruan’s left and right hands.

Hearing his words, the Hidden Guard turned to leave.

"Wait——"

The third master weakly interrupted.

His consciousness had not fully dissipated, and upon hearing Lin Hao mention notifying Qin Ruan, the tense string in his mind trembled.

"Father, please speak less!"

Huo Anqi, not knowing when he had climbed onto the bed, now stood behind Huo Yunjiao, pressing firmly with his little hands on his father’s back.

Invisible to everyone present, the black evil energy spreading from the little Crown Prince’s hand slowly entered the third master’s body.

Huo Yunjiao ignored his son’s advice, raised his eyes, and looked at Lin Hao with a dismal and chilling gaze.

His blood-stained lips moved slightly, and he whispered something.

Lin Hao, standing too far to hear, heard nothing, but Huo Yao heard everything clearly.

He tightened his little face, turned to look at Lin Hao, "Father said, don’t notify mother, just get Doctor Chen."

"Third Master, Madam cares deeply about you, and she surely doesn’t want to see you suffer like this."

Lin Hao knew Qin Ruan was capable and had ways to alleviate the third master’s pain, instinctively thinking that he must tell her.

Huo Yunjiao’s pale beautiful face darkened slightly, his cool eyes calmly gazing at Lin Hao.

Even in his weakened state, his cold gaze was piercing.

Lin Hao pursed his lips and bowed respectfully, "Yes—"

He waved his hand at his subordinate, "Doctor Chen should have received the message by now, go bring him here."

Since the third master had verbally prevented them, the Hidden Guard dared not act rashly, and upon Lin Hao’s orders, he immediately ran off.

Lin Hao walked into the room, stood by the bed unsure of what to do, and could only watch the two children, seated worriedly by the bed, looking at the third master’s pale face.

Huo Yunjiao gently closed his eyes, his austere features still carried an aristocratic air, and his refined demeanor was undiminished.

Huo Yao held his hand, his pair of solemn black eyes occasionally scanning over himself and his brother.

He could clearly see the evil energy his brother was transferring to their father.

Huo Anqi’s delicate little face broke out in fine sweat, obviously struggling to keep up, yet his hands remained firmly pressed against Huo Yunjiao’s back.

"You all go out!"

Huo Yao, his lips tightly pursed, saw his brother’s arms trembling and with a touch of his lips, issued the command.

The servant was wiping the blood off the nightstand, and Lin Hao stood by the bed anxiously waiting for Doctor Chen to arrive.

Both of them heard Huo Yao’s words and subconsciously wanted to object.

However, as they turned and met Huo Yao’s deep, whiteless eyes, their bodies uncontrollably obeyed his command.

They walked out the door in unison, moving like lifeless puppets, allowing themselves to be manipulated.

The Hidden Guard stationed outside saw them coming out, his face a mask of confusion, wanting to peek inside to check on the situation of their master.

"Bang!"

The door was closed by an invisible force, causing a loud bang.

"Why did the door close?"

One of the Hidden Guards’s expression was as still as water.

Inside the room were only the master and the two young masters, should anything happen, none of them could bear the responsibility.

At that moment, Lin Hao regained his senses, his handsome face showing a puzzled expression.

He turned around in surprise, staring at the tightly shut door, and kicked at it.

With a bang, the door remained unscathed.

Lin Hao’s rugged brows slightly furrowed, his face taut, and his body exuding a wild aura as he ordered the servant, "Go get the key!"

"This..." the servant hesitated.

Lin Hao, losing his temper, roared, "If something really happened to the Third Master, none of us here can escape, stop dilly-dallying!"

Although Lin Hao didn’t know what skills Huo Yao possessed, the fact that the child had made him unwittingly walk out of the room meant he certainly had capabilities unknown to outsiders.

But this didn’t put his mind at ease; he couldn’t relax until he saw with his own eyes that the Third Master was unharmed, his heart hanging up to his throat.

The servant hurried away and quickly returned with the keys.

Strange to say, the bedroom door was like a wall of bronze and iron; they couldn’t open it even with the keys.

A crowd gathered at the door, anxious and pacing in circles.

Doctor Chen arrived, but it was to no avail; they could only fret outside the door.

Inside the bedroom.

Huo Yao’s dark eyes stared at Huo Anqi, asking worriedly, "Anqi, can you hold on?"

"I can hardly hold on anymore!"

Huo Anqi’s delicate features were pale, his lips devoid of color.

Huo Yao clenched her small hand, nervously licked her lips, and ventured, "The ancient ferocious beast, Hook Snake, possesses divine power; calling him to calm father would be twice as effective."

"Then what are we waiting for, call him quickly!"

"Alright!"

Huo Yao took a black scale from between her eyebrows.

This was a protective scale refined by the Hook Snake Tribe with supreme techniques, gifted to him by Changyuan during his last visit to Huo Mansion.

She used her thoughts to control the scale, which floated in mid-air, the black scale emitting a dazzling white light.

Huo Yao solemnly spoke to the scale, "Hook Snake Changyuan, where are you?"

In South City, at Xia Yunchen’s residence.

Changyuan lay prone in his original form in the courtyard, Huo Yao’s childish voice ringing clearly in his ears, as thunderous.

His tightly closed blood-red eyes slowly opened, revealing a surprised look.

He spoke in human language, asking, "What is it?"

Huo Yao said, "Father’s life is in danger, please come and help."

Upon hearing this, Changyuan’s beast body covered in impenetrable scales twisted, his tail with two hooks striking the ground of the courtyard twice.

In an instant, he transformed from his beast form into a human.

He said to Huo Yao, taking her lightly, "I need to ask my master first."

Huo Yao, not missing Changyuan’s reluctance, spoke coldly, "Tell uncle that if father is harmed, mother will surely perish, and all the heavens would be powerless to help."

Upon hearing that Qin Ruan could also be affected, Changyuan disappeared on the spot.

He appeared in front of Xia Yunchen’s door, raising his hand to knock.

"Come in."

A gentle voice came from inside the room.

Changyuan entered, facing his master who was naturally noble and refined, casually leaning on the balcony railing, looking like a celestial being out of this world.

From the position of the other man, it was clear that he must have heard everything said downstairs.

Xia Yunchen’s lips bore a faint smile, his voice cool and clear, "The little fellow called you to save the day, don’t let him down."

"Yes, Master."

Changyuan took a deep look at the man on the balcony, the other’s profound eyes and careless demeanor unexpectedly etching themselves into his mind.

The reserved and commanding master of old had truly returned.

Seeing Changyuan still standing there, Xia Yunchen urged, "Go."

He turned slightly, his seemingly gentle but distant eyes gazing into the starry sky, focusing on the direction where Ziwei Emperor Star was located.

The dim light cast on his exquisite features, high nose, and thinly curved lips, making him seem like a Divine Monarch of the Fox Clan come to life from a millennium ago.

But the current Xia Yunchen was just an ordinary man, without any abilities.

Changyuan gently closed the door, his tall figure disappearing in the hallway.

Huo Mansion.

Just as Huo Anqi was about to give in, Changyuan, dressed in a long black robe with his hair flowing and surrounded by demonic energy, appeared out of nowhere in the room.

His features were sharply defined, his gaze focusing on the handsome, pale face lying unconscious on the bed.

As soon as Huo Yao saw Changyuan, she breathed a sigh of relief, "You finally arrived!"

Barefoot, she stepped on the carpet, walked up to him, grasping his hand and leading him to the bedside.

She muttered anxiously, "Quick, quick! The two types of energy are chaotically rampaging through father’s body, and he’s about to die from body explosion!"

Changyuan stood by the bed, lifting the Third Master’s perfectly chiseled jaw with his hand, his gaze subtly observing for a moment.