The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 528 Where is she dead or alive
Ghost Hell
Inside the Ruthless Palace
The leading ghost soldier reported a few words in a low voice, then knelt on the ground respectfully, waiting for orders.

After hearing that they had finished the job, Miao Yuan's anger subsided by half. But after all, they were the accomplices in her death, so Miao Yuan couldn't let them go so easily.

"Go down first. I'll let you know when I think of some way to torture you."

The group of ghost soldiers were stunned, and then they reacted and were overjoyed. The young prince meant that he would find a way to torture them later, but he would let them go for the time being.

The ghost soldiers knelt down and kowtowed, "Yes... yes, I obey your orders. Thank you for not killing me for now, Your Highness."

Miao Yuan said coldly, "Why don't you get out of here?"

She didn't want to see them lingering in front of her eyes, otherwise she was afraid that she would regret her decision to let them go for the time being.

"Yes, yes..." A group of ghost soldiers got up and ran away.

Who doesn't know the ability of this evil spirit of the little prince? If they don't run away now, when the little prince regrets it, they are afraid that they will have to confess here tonight.

As soon as the door of the hall was opened, the group of ghost soldiers rushed out in a swarm.

When Cangyan came in with tea and pastries in her hands, she saw these people fleeing in panic. She was almost pushed against the door frame by them, as if there was a ferocious beast chasing them from behind.

Cang Yan walked in with amusement, "What did the young prince say to them? Why are they so scared?"

Miao Yuan glanced at him, then turned around and climbed onto the couch and sat down. She lowered her head and fiddled with the Qiankun bag around her waist, with no emotion in her eyes.

"Nothing, why are you here?"

Cangyan paused for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable. He knew that the little prince's temperament had changed drastically since he woke up, and he was no longer as gentle and lovely as before.

But when he really heard the little prince's cold tone towards him, Cang Yan still felt a little annoyed. After all, he still missed the little prince with a sweet smile.

But Cangyan didn't show anything on his face. He walked over with a wooden tray in his hand, "Your Highness has been working hard all day, and you must be thirsty. The ghost servant has brewed some of the latest fresh tea and sent it over. Your Highness may want to drink some tea and try the new cakes made by the ghost servant."

Miao Yuan bent her legs, turned over the Qiankun bag in her hand and sat on the couch. Her petite face rested on her knees, and she tilted her head to watch the movements in her hands, without raising her head, she said, "No need, I'm not thirsty or hungry, you can go out."

Cangyan's movements froze, and the smile on her face was a little lost. But he still patiently walked over and explained to her, "Your Highness, if you don't eat or drink like this, you will hurt yourself. Your injuries are not healed yet, and you need to take good care of yourself."

Cangyan carefully placed the tray in her hand on the square table on the couch, then picked up a small and exquisite teapot and poured her a cup of tea at the perfect temperature.

Miao Yuan didn't even turn her head, she was immersed in her own world.

After Cang Yan finished pouring the tea, he took out the stack of exquisite and lovely pastries from the tray and pushed it in front of Miao Yuan, "Your Highness, please have a taste. These are pastries made for you by Gui Pu and Cao Fu."

Miao Yuan stopped moving. She did not play with the contents of the Qiankun bag. Instead, she loosened her hands and let the bag fall onto the couch, like a heavy blow to one's heart.

Cang Yan's heart sank, and the hand that was touching the plate curled up involuntarily, with some unknown tension and panic.

"Where is she?"

Miao Yuan looked up at him. His face had become as petite and tender as before, but without any of the cuteness and innocence. His eyes were filled with the indifference and solemnity of the changes in the world. Especially his pair of purple eyes that could see through people at a glance, leaving them nowhere to hide.

Looks exactly like His Majesty the King of Hell.

They had never seen such a little prince before. It seemed that since the little prince came back to life, everything in the ghost hell was changing quietly.

Cang Yan didn't dare to look into her eyes. He turned his head away and said, "What are you talking about, Your Highness? I don't understand. Why don't you drink some tea to moisten your throat first? I will go and boil the medicine for you."

Cang Yan turned around and tried to avoid the question, but Miao Yuan actually asked it, so she would not let him go so easily. "Tell me where she is, whether she is dead or alive, that's all I need."

Miao Yuan's voice was cold but penetrating. In the entire silent hall, Wei Yu's words kept echoing in the hall, tugging at his heartstrings.

Cangyan stopped turning around. He lowered his head, and the cool moonlight from the bright moon shone down, making his figure look even thinner, lonelier, colder and more reserved.

The tea on the table had long been cooled by the cold wind blowing in from the open window pane, and the warm steam had long since disappeared. The neatly arranged, delicious pastries on the plate had also cooled and hardened, like a joke, mocking his self-conceit.

She still doubted him.

Cang Yan's hands and feet were a little cold. He opened his lips slightly and responded carefully, "Who are you asking about, Your Highness?"

Miao Yuan's emotions were ignited by his question. She lay barefoot on the bed like a madman and kicked him.

"Cang Yan!"

"Don't forget who saved your life! It was me, Yan Miaoyuan. If I hadn't saved you, you would have been torn to pieces and thrown into Taomuyuan!"

"Now you have become something, how dare you hide the life and death of Cao Fu from me? If I die one day, will you still keep it a secret for me?!"

Cang Yan immediately knelt down, "Your Highness, please calm down. I dare not, I absolutely dare not."

Miao Yuan kicked him again, "What else are you afraid of?"

Cangyan knelt on the ground, not daring to move at all, and could only let Miaoyuan vent all her anger on him.

Although Miao Yuan's kicks were not very powerful, the anger in her body and the cold aura she exuded made Cang Yan dare not say much.

"I'm telling you, if Cao Fu can't be found, you don't have to stay with me anymore."

Cang Yan looked up in astonishment, "Young Prince?"

This is not fair.

Is Cao Fu so important in her heart? Is she so important that she wants him to be buried with her before he is convicted?

Cang Yan shook her head, "No, no... My little prince, you, you can't do this to me, I... I am loyal to you and have never betrayed you."

"I……"

Cang Yan lowered her head, her nose a little sour, "I don't know where Cao Fu went, Your Highness..."

“But, but I swear.” Cang Yan raised her head and looked at her, her ruddy eyes solemn, “I swear that I was not the one who did this, otherwise… otherwise I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death, Your Highness, Your Highness, please understand!”

Miao Yuan raised her red lips and smiled coldly and charmingly, "Okay, then I will believe you again."

"Yes... yes, thank you, Your Highness." Cangyan lowered his head and felt slightly relieved.

"Go check Cao Fu's whereabouts. I need an answer whether she is dead or alive."

"Yes, I obey your command." Cangyan knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully, but his heart felt heavy and melancholy as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

Go check for Cao Fu's whereabouts...

How easy is it?