Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1311 Miss Yaner is dead
Thinking of this, Qin Moxue snickered in her heart, threw a charming look at Xuanyuanchen, and said coquettishly: "There are some ideas, Moxue feels that it is better to discuss with the prince brother in person."

"Today is the period of Muxiu, and the prince is rushing back to the residence."

Xuanyuanchen leapt up and jumped onto the carriage from the other side. When the curtain was lowered, he said something to Qin Moxue with a cold expression.

"Cousin Moxue has a good idea, let's talk about it when the prince returns to the palace tomorrow."

The carriage flew past Qin Moxue, turned onto the palace road, and disappeared at the end of the snowy road in a blink of an eye.

Standing in the wind and snow, Qin Moxue gritted her teeth secretly: "You just want to go back to see that bitch so much? Huh, you're not afraid to go back to the Prince's Mansion and have nothing left? The passion and infatuation are gone in a blink of an eye."

Bing'er asked curiously: "What did Her Royal Highness say? This servant can't understand."

"It's nothing."

Qin Moxue turned her head, the sternness in her eyes flashed away: "Bing'er, it's windy and snowy, let's go back to Zhaoxia Hall to warm up."

Xuanyuan Chen's carriage back to the Prince's Mansion, had just arrived at the gate of the palace, when Steward Li rushed over from the stabbing, howling loudly.

"His Royal Highness, by the way, Miss Yan'er is gone."

what?
That girl is fine, why is she gone?

Why is Butler Li so careless?

If you don't report something properly, what's the point of yelling at the gate of the palace?

In a rage, Xuanyuan Chen ordered You Qi: "Hurry up and get the prince into the carriage."

Butler Li got into the carriage, prostrated himself on the ground with a sad face, and reported in a hoarse voice.

"The slave is sorry for the master. The master entrusted Miss Yan'er to the slave, but the slave didn't like any of them, so the girl was poisoned."

"What poisoned? What went?"

Xuanyuanchen was shocked: "You mean Yan'er was poisoned?"

His heart sank, and when he saw Steward Li lying on the ground howling, he became irritable for no reason, and said sharply: "If you don't make it clear, the crown prince will punish your nine clans."

"Worse than being poisoned."

Steward Li felt the murderous gaze of his master, and wailed: "Early in the morning, Aunt Li went to bring her breakfast, but she couldn't wake up, so she went to find the slave. When I opened the door of the firewood room, I saw Miss Yan'er's whole body. Qing Zi fell to the ground. The slave hurriedly sent someone to find the doctor, but the doctor got a pulse, and the doctor said that Miss Yan'er was poisoned into the internal organs, and it was hopeless."

How could his little bowl be poisoned?
That night, she hugged him reluctantly and said sweetly that she would wait for him to return home.

Xuanyuanchen couldn't believe it, let alone the bad news, and was stunned.

Butler Li continued to cry and cry: "When the slave left the mansion, Miss Yan'er was out of breath. The doctor said that her pulse was a sign of death, and only her chest was still warm. Even if the gods came, they couldn't save her. The slave has already given Yan'er Aunt Li, who cooks for the young lady, was imprisoned and waited for the prince to go back..."

Butler Li was still rambling on, Xuanyuanchen felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart suddenly, the pain was so severe that even his voice was hoarse.

"You Qi, quickly enter the palace and invite the imperial physician to the Prince's Mansion."

"Yes, Master!"

You Qi was also stunned by Butler Li's words, and rushed towards the palace in a flash.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, Xuanyuan Chen stepped on the eaves tiles and swept towards the woodshed.

He plunged into the firewood room, hugged the lifeless Mo Xiaowan on the bed, and the big teardrops slipped from his eyes one by one, dripping on Mo Xiaowan's bruised and purple face.

(End of this chapter)