What exactly is going on here?
Although this body belongs to Nalan Chun, ever since Wu Ling’er took control of this woman, she has almost completely suppressed Nalan Chun, to the point where she believed that she had thoroughly dominated this body.
But today, Nalan Chun seed very off.
Could it be?
Wu Ling’er recalled Feng Bailing’s actions at the wedding hall today, and sothing suddenly dawned on her.
She glared at Feng Bailing.
"It’s you, what have you done to ?"
Seeing Wu Ling’er’s true colors revealed, Feng Bailing spoke unhurriedly.
"Do you rember the tea you drank today at Zuixian Inn?"
At Zuixian Inn, Dongfang Yong wouldn’t let Nalan Chun drink alcohol, so Nalan Chun drank tea instead of wine. Could it be that there was sothing in the tea?
Wu Ling’er was startled.
"I put a dicine in the tea to treat dissociative identity disorder. In fact, during the days I interacted with Nalan Chun, I’ve been consciously coaxing the real Nalan Chun to resurface. She’s genuinely fond of Dongfang Yong, and she has always been afraid that you would sabotage Dongfang Yong and Dugu Wu’s relationship. She wants to regain herself, to be happy with Dongfang Yong. Her own will to live, coupled with my dication, finally allowed her to overco your suppression."
Feng Bailing’s words caused Wu Ling’er’s expression to shift drastically; she had not expected the pawn she had ticulously manipulated for years to be ruined by Feng Bailing.
"Tsk, I did not expect this. I was only wary of Dugu Wu and let my guard down around you."
Wu Ling’er, seeing her sches exposed, actually burst into laughter.
"Feng Bailing, no need to feel smug. Even though I lost my edge, my night is not without its gains. Your detestable mother is already dead by now."
Wu Ling’er intended to take action against Dugu Wu tonight, on the other hand, she had always resented Dongfang Lianhua for stealing Li Mubei’s love.
Elder Wu didn’t want his beloved daughter to suffer and thus took matters into his own hands. At this mont, Dongfang Lianhua should already be dead.
Unable to deal with Dugu Wu, but able to lead to Dongfang Lianhua’s death, and to cause Feng Bailing imnse pain, Wu Ling’er felt exceedingly satisfied.
Little did she know, Feng Bailing glanced at Wu Ling’er.
"You’ve exhausted all your tricks, using the banquet to detain us while you had Elder Wu make a move against my mother—except, Brother Li was already on guard. Elder Wu has reported to the underworld ahead of you."
Wu Ling’er’s face underwent another transformation.
"How dare you!"
She could not believe that Li Mubei actually killed Elder Wu for Dongfang Lianhua.
"Dare or not, you’ll know when you see Elder Wu’s body. Wu Ling’er, this is Great Chu, you cannot escape the law here, not even Nanshe can protect you. I give you one last chance, lift the curse on my mother, and I’ll hand you over to Li Mubei for handling."
"She can’t be given to Li Mubei, she has other accomplices."
Wu Ling’er’s control over Nalan Chun wasn’t established overnight; as Nanshe’s prospective Crown Princess Consort, her lurking in Great Chu for many years couldn’t have been for no reason.
Dugu Wu said coldly.
He had been skeptical of Nalan Chun before, but he didn’t expect her to be Wu Ling’er, and even more so, he didn’t expect that such thods to control a person existed.
Moreover, Dugu Wu had no personal grudge with Wu Ling’er, which ant that soone must have instructed her to strike against him.
Wu Ling’er let out a coy laugh, her conspiracy exposed but with no trace of fear on her face.
Her eyes montarily flicked towards her back.
"I was indeed careless. I should have listened to my master, waited for the right ti to act. But don’t think you can catch just like that. Master, co save quickly."
With those words, Wu Ling’er cried out loudly behind her.
Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu instantly beca alert; there were still Wu Ling’er’s accomplices nearby, hidden so close, yet even Dugu Wu had not noticed their presence.
With a hiss, a strange noise resonated in the air.
Wu Ling’er was overjoyed; her master really ca to her rescue.
The next mont, a razor-sharp arrow pierced through Wu Ling’er’s throat.
Wu Ling’er’s expression instantly went blank; her face was rigid as she looked down in disbelief.
A large amount of blood had already spurted out, and she never would have imagined that her master’s move... was not to save her, but...
"Chunchun!"
Seeing Nalan Chun splattered with blood, Dongfang Yong was engulfed in unbearable grief, breaking free from Dugu Wu, and rushed forward to hold Nalan Chun, who had collapsed to the ground.
"Feng Bailing, I beg you, please save Chunchun."
Dongfang Yong was in a state of panic.
Feng Bailing quickly stepped forward to check Nalan Chun’s injuries, while Dugu Wu’s figure flashed, swiftly chasing in the direction from where the hidden arrow had co.
Feng Bailing examined the wound and found a blood hole the size of a finger at Nalan Chun’s throat, with unstoppable bleeding.
"Master... you’re so ruthless..."
Wu Ling’er wanted to say sothing, but her gaze gradually beca distant.
"Chunchun, don’t close your eyes, you must hold on."
Dongfang Yong was anxious, and Feng Bailing couldn’t help but shake her head and sigh; the assailant had intended to kill, leaving no chance for survival.
Even she had no thod to save her now.
"Brother Yong..."
Nalan Chun’s voice was getting weaker, yet there was a hint of relief.
"I’m sorry, it looks like I can only be your wife in the next life."
She slowly closed her eyes, and Dongfang Yong’s anguished roar tore through the quiet of the night.
Monts later, Dugu Wu returned.
"Did you find anything?"
Feng Bailing inquired.
Dugu Wu shook his head, and Feng Wan spoke up.
"Princess Consort, there was no one nearby when we got there, but we found several crossbows loaded with bolts in the nearby bushes. The attacker must have set the hidden weapons in advance; regardless of whether Wu Ling’er succeeded tonight, she was bound to die."
"The hidden crossbow is not simple; it’s made of Heavenly Iron. Even if I were hit, I might not escape unscathed."
Dugu Wu said pensively.
With Wu Ling’er’s death, it was clear there were others behind her, but now that she was dead, all clues had been cut off.
Both Dugu Wu and Feng Bailing were very aware of this.
Dugu Wu had a complex expression, looking at Nalan Chun who had passed away.
With Wu Ling’er dead, the curse Dongfang Lianhua had placed was broken.
But Nalan Chun was innocent. A child of misfortune, disliked by the Grandmaster Mansion from birth, she finally t Dongfang Yong, who treated her with sincere affection. Yet she had been controlled by Wu Ling’er and couldn’t face Dongfang Yong openly for many years.
Dongfang Yong held Nalan Chun’s corpse, refusing to let go despite how others tried to persuade him.
"Let him be alone to calm down a bit."
Feng Bailing shook her head gently.
The fact that Nalan Chun was controlled by Wu Ling’er was also a bizarre affair that needed thorough investigation.
"Nalan Chun was ultimately from the Grandmaster Mansion. They won’t let this go easily. We should first go to the Capital Governor to report this, and we’ll likely have to face the Grandmaster Mansion’s accusations and questions in the morning."
In Prince Shun’s Mansion, lanterns symbolizing joy flickered in the night, yet a celebration had turned into a tragedy.
Feng Bailing turned to go back to her room to rest. Everything that happened tonight was very sudden, and she had been anxious all day.
Now that the calamity had been removed, yet without a trace of joy, she felt overwheld and exhausted. She hadn’t walked far before stumbling, nearly falling.
It was then that a hand steadied her; turning around, she saw Dugu Wu’s disagreeable yet close face, right before her eyes.
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