The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 373 Suicide or homicide?

The next morning.

Feng Qingcheng was woken up by the noisy voices outside, she frowned, and called out habitually, "Biyue."

It was only after she finished shouting that she realized that this was not the palace. She coughed lightly and raised her volume slightly, "Come here."

Two little maids came in quickly, "Your Highness, are you awake? This servant is waiting for you to change."

Feng Qingcheng glanced at them, and asked lightly, "What happened? Why is it so noisy outside?"

The two court ladies looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Back to the princess, something serious happened, Princess Lingyue of Nanyue died."

"What did you say?" Feng Qingcheng widened her eyes in shock when she heard the words, she couldn't believe her ears, "Who are you talking about? Who died?"

"The princess of South Vietnam."

Feng Qingcheng's pupils shrank slightly, and even her throat was a little tight, "How is it possible? Didn't she look fine last night?"

"Isn't it?" One of the more lively young maids took the conversation and said mysteriously, "The maid who came with me from Nanyue Kingdom said that Princess Lingyue was bewitched last night, and she woke up in the middle of the night to go No one is allowed to follow in the Imperial Garden. As a result, they waited all night in the bedroom, but they still didn’t bring the princess back. This morning, the patrolling guards found Princess Lingyue’s body in the lake.”

Feng Qingcheng's expression froze, and she continued to ask, "Was her body found in the lake? What was the specific situation, suicide or homicide?"

The little palace maid glanced at her, and said hesitantly, "Princess Lingyue's death was very evil. She was not wearing any clothes when she was discovered."

Feng Qingcheng's mind suddenly flashed the incident of her being naked and tied to the pillars of the lake pavilion last night. Could it be that this princess couldn't stand such humiliation, so she jumped into the lake to commit suicide in the middle of the night?

She couldn't sit still anymore, and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by the little maid who stretched out her hand, "Princess, where are you going?"

"I'll go and see what's going on?" Obviously Nan Lingyue was still alive last night, and the two of them still had a little friction.

As long as he recalled the unilateral insult and crushing he had done to her last night, Feng Qingcheng felt very depressed.

I am very worried that her death is related to me. If Nan Lingyue really couldn't think about what happened last night, then I am also responsible for her suicide.

Feng Qingcheng was guessing the cause of her death when the maid's voice sounded in her ears again, "Princess, you can't go out. Your Highness has told you to rest here."

It's a matter of life and death, how can she have the mood to rest?
"I'm not tired." Feng Qingcheng dropped three words, bypassing them and wanting to go to the door.

The two little maids chased after her again, stretched out their hands to stop her, and hurriedly said, "Princess, Your Highness said that you can only rest here today, and you can't go anywhere!"

Seeing their nervous expressions, Feng Qingcheng narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked back and forth on their faces, "Are you guys hiding something from me?"

"This……"

The two little maids looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't answer.

Feng Qingcheng didn't press her any further, she just pushed them away and walked outside, "Anyway, you can't stop me, and if you don't want to tell me, you won't force me. If I ask others, there will always be someone willing to tell me."

"Wangfei, wait a moment!" Seeing her throwing them away and walking forward without looking back, one of the little maids quickly caught up.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?"

The little maid was still lowering her head and hesitating, only to hear Feng Qingcheng snort, and lightly said, "Since you haven't thought it through, then get out of the way."

(End of this chapter)