The people inside Prince Yong Mansion were not happy upon hearing the news; the entire mansion was dead silent.

The servants in the mansion all believed that their Princess Consort had died in the Royal Hunting Ground, so each one of them wore a sad expression on their face. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they showed nothing on their faces.

However, everyone was puzzled by one thing: why did the Prince not allow anyone to report the bereavement and set up a mourning altar? It was heard that the Princess Consort’s body had been sent to Huguo Temple to be blessed.

The Prince Mansion remained quiet; was it because the Princess Consort was murdered, so the Prince was worried that her restless spirit would affect the mansion, thus sending her to Huguo Temple for blessing?

Although everyone couldn’t make sense of it, they didn’t dare speak much and acted carefully, fearing to cross the Prince’s path.

Even though the Prince hadn’t arranged for mourning, those perceptive could see that their Prince’s face was grim and full of gloom.

In the main hall of Yijing Courtyard, Rong Ling looked coldly at Nan Feng sitting below, “Still haven’t found your Princess Consort’s whereabouts?”

Nan Feng shook his head, “Haven’t found any information on the Princess Consort’s whereabouts.”

Rong Ling sneered coldly, raising an eyebrow and said, “She can hide for a lifetime, but if I find her, watch how I deal with her.”

Nan Feng twitched his lips, not saying a word, although his heart was concerned, his mouth said otherwise.

In the main hall, Rong Ling looked towards Nan Feng and said, “Send more people to investigate, remember not to alarm anyone.”

If people knew Feng Qing was not dead, they might seize the opportunity to deploy and kill her, so even if they search, they must do it discreetly.

“Yes, subordinate understands.”

Nan Feng responded and was about to leave when the steward Nan Sheng rushed in with people to report: “Prince, Consort Jiang brought people to ask me, saying the Princess Consort is dead, when will our mansion report the bereavement and set up the mourning altar?”

Upon hearing Nan Sheng’s words, Rong Ling’s face suddenly turned dark, and he commanded Nan Sheng: “Go tell her not to cause trouble, and stay quietly in her courtyard.”

Nan Sheng understood the Prince’s attitude: no mourning, the Princess Consort is not dead, so no need for mourning.

“Subordinate understands.”

Nan Sheng and Nan Feng led their people out one after the other, leaving Rong Ling alone in the main hall. Rong Ling looked up at the sky outside the door, slowly saying, Feng Qing, look at the trouble you’ve caused me; when I find you, watch how I deal with you.

Unfortunately, this search lasted for three months.

Three months later.

On a quiet path outside Qinghe County, Shengzhou, two people and a cat walked along, talking and laughing.

The leading woman had skin as white as porcelain, her features exquisite and beautiful, with eyes bright and lively like stars in the sky. Though she wore a simple blue long dress, her every move exuded natural and calm grace, like an exceptional orchid blossoming in a secluded valley, its subtle fragrance slowly spreading.

This exquisitely beautiful woman was none other than Feng Qing, who had escaped from the Royal Hunting Ground three months ago.

Feng Qing left the Capital City that day, skillfully concealing her identity on the way south, saving a person along the journey, the woman beside her, Wen Xing. In fact, she saved two people, Wen Xing and her father.

At that time, Wen Xing and her father were being chased and seriously injured, facing imminent death, when they encountered Feng Qing, who then saved them.

But eventually, Wen Xing’s father did not survive, dying, while Wen Xing was saved by Feng Qing.

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