"Big Sister, what should we do now?"
Princess Mingxia also felt troubled; the murderer had not yet been found, and they had only their side of the story, which would certainly lead to relentless trouble from the Grandmaster Mansion.
Moreover, there indeed was a wound on Nalan Chun’s body, one that had been left by Dugu Wu when he repelled Nalan Chun earlier.
"Chunchun’s death is related to ; if there is any issue, let it be directed at ."
While Feng Bailing was in contemplation, she saw Dongfang Yong, clad in mourning hemp, approaching.
Last night, after Nalan Chun’s death, Dongfang Yong held her corpse, unwilling to let go until dawn.
When the Capital Governor’s n arrived later, Nalan Chun’s body was taken away. Dongfang Yong didn’t say a word; he just returned to his room.
Princess Mingxia feared sothing unpredictable might happen to him, so she stayed with him the entire ti, but he then asked Princess Mingxia to return and rest first, claiming that he would be fine.
Nobody knew what was on Dongfang Yong’s mind.
"Did you do this? Dongfang Yong, think carefully, haven’t you been threatened by soone to take the bla for soone else?"
Nalan De, upon seeing Dongfang Yong, did not hide his disdain; he had always despised Dongfang Yong, yet Nalan Chun insisted on marrying him.
Now that Dongfang Yong admitted his involvent in Nalan Chun’s death, Nalan De loathed him even more.
"I’ve made myself clear; Chunchun’s death is related to . I will go and surrender myself to the Capital Governor; please do not harass Prince Shun’s Mansion further."
Dongfang Yong said coldly.
"What nonsense are you spouting, Dongfang Yong?"
Feng Bailing was taken aback.
Sothing was clearly not right with Dongfang Yong; Feng Bailing asked in a lower voice, full of concern.
Yet Dongfang Yong just let out a bitter laugh, his eyes filled with helplessness and pain.
"Big Sister, if I had listened to you earlier and let you diagnose her, wouldn’t Chunchun still be alive?"
Over the past few hours, Dongfang Yong rembered the last words Nalan Cun spoke to him before death.
He also rembered the warning from Feng Bailing; she had already noticed sothing wrong with Nalan Chun’s illness, but he refused to trust Feng Bailing and shut her out—due to his own ignorance, Chun’er was ultimately under the complete control of Wu Ling’er.
Nalan Chun must have sought help at that ti, but he ignored her cry for help; all of this filled Dongfang Yong with imnse guilt.
Although it was Wu Ling’er’s master who had killed Nalan Chun, setting up the Hidden Weapon was his doing. However, in Dongfang Yong’s eyes, he was the true murderer behind Nalan Cun’s death.
"People can’t be brought back to life, and talking about it now is futile; don’t do anything rash."
Feng Bailing could not guarantee she could have cured Nalan Chun. Seeing Dongfang Yong’s state, she too was filled with urgency.
Dongfang Yong had a vacant look in his eyes and appeared utterly despondent; clearly, Nalan Chun’s death was a trendous blow to him.
"Big Sister, thank you."
Dongfang Yong said with a smile.
"During her lifeti, Chunchun always wanted to reconcile with Big Brother, but all these years, I have been unwilling to acknowledge him as my Big Brother. Since I was a child, I have been jealous of him; why should an illegitimate child receive all of Father’s love, while I, his legitimate son, am constantly neglected. Over the years, I have been striving to make a na for myself in the rcenary world, to step out from the shadow of Prince Shun’s Mansion and achieve sothing on my own. Now, I realize that all my efforts have been not so much to prove myself, but to show that I am stronger than Dugu Wu. But what are all these compared to Chunchun’s death? I see clearly now; the difference between and Big Brother is like heaven and earth; he is stronger than ."
Dongfang Yong spoke with a somber voice.
"Wu Ling’er’s master will certainly target Big Brother again. At this ti, Big Brother must not make any mistakes. Chunchun’s death was due to my negligence, and I will not allow others to harm my family again. You don’t have to worry about ; I won’t have any desperate thoughts; I will wait for you to find the real culprit behind the scenes."
Feng Bailing’s eyes deepened; she did not expect Dongfang Yong to think so far ahead.
Dongfang Yong also knew that with his own strength, he couldn’t fight against the people behind Wu Ling’er, but it was different for Dugu Wu and Feng Bailing couple.
He had to find a way to suppress the issue of Chunchun’s death, otherwise, the Grandmaster Mansion would target Prince Shun’s Mansion, and Dugu Wu and Feng Bailing would be hampered. The only solution for the mont was for him to take on all the charges, so the other party would not be able to play foul.
In doing so, the other party would speed up their actions and reveal their tails sooner.
After the Capital Governor’s n arrived, Dongfang Yong surrendered proactively. Upon seeing Dongfang Yong being taken away, the n from the Grandmaster Mansion had no choice but to leave, filled with disappointnt.
After the n from the Grandmaster Mansion left, Feng Bailing asked Feng Wan to keep an eye on them, to see who they were in contact with recently, and to find out who had instigated Nalan De to make trouble at Prince Shun’s Mansion.
Feng Wan followed orders, handing over the arrangents for Nalan Chun’s aftermath to Princess Consort Shun, and Feng Bailing hurriedly rushed to the Princess’ Mansion.
Arriving at the Princess’ Mansion, Feng Bailing had yet to enter Dongfang Lianhua’s room.
Feeling a premonition, she first used her seventh sense.
In the room, she heard Dongfang Lianhua’s shy voice.
"Put the dicine down quickly, I can drink it myself."
Feng Bailing imdiately paused her steps, and peeked through the slightly ajar door, where Li Mubei was blowing on a bowl of dicine to cool it for Dongfang Lianhua.
The recently awakened Dongfang Lianhua looked to be in good spirits, and it was apparent she had not experienced such close intimacy before, already blushing profusely.
Dongfang Lianhua, let alone taking dicine, could hardly even et Li Mubei’s gaze.
After the death of Wu Ling’er and her father, the heavy stone had been lifted from Li Mubei’s heart, and he no longer had to worry about the pressure from the Witch Clan. After Dongfang Lianhua woke up, he recounted the events to her.
He also admitted that there was no romantic relationship between him and Wu Ling’er.
"Lianhua, I know I’ve made you upset these past days, I promise you from now on I will always be by your side."
Dongfang Lianhua rebuked him upon hearing this.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the Crown Prince of Nanshe. Nanshe cannot lose you; how can you stay by my side?"
From Li Mubei’s implication, it seed he intended to renounce his position as the Crown Prince.
"I never liked being any Crown Prince. With the situation in Chu City being unclear, I want to stay and be by your side, and also be able to help Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu."
Li Mubei spoke with sincerity.
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