Female Master: The Cold Prince

"This matter must not be known to any third person. You should leave!" She raised her hand and said to the secret guards below with a sharp look in her eyes.

What happened was beyond her expectations and made her a little shocked and surprised. She didn't understand. If that person wanted something, he could just tell her. Why did he have to do it himself and not be afraid of getting his hands dirty?

"Yes." Secret guard.

If the Queen still had some affection for Lian Cejun before, now that person was involved, that little affection immediately disappeared.

After finding out the truth of the matter, the empress was no longer as upset as before. Instead, she calmed down and reviewed the memorials. As long as she did not investigate further, the matter would be over.

Feng Jun, who had been waiting for several days without any clues, was now extremely anxious. Counting the days, Prince Duan was almost approaching the capital, but he had not found any clues. If it were not for his understanding of Xu Zijiao, he would have believed that Xu Zijiao had committed suicide.

He didn't expect that this man's methods were so sophisticated that he couldn't find any clues.

Inside Yueyao Palace, a charming and enchanting man in purple looked at his slender jade-like fingers and slowly said, "Have you been discovered?"

"Yes, I believe Your Majesty already knows the truth now." After saying this, the woman's eyes flashed.

"Oh! Your Majesty is truly affectionate! Even after discovering the truth, he was reluctant to touch that person. I really envy you!" If his eyes had not been filled with disdain, the woman might have believed him.

"Do you want me to pass the clue to Lord Feng?" the woman asked again.

"No need, just let Feng Jun find it himself. I believe in his ability." Gong Lique said without interest.

That person did this simply to stir up hostility between the Crown Princess and Prince Duan. If that was the case, why should he get involved and go against that person?

"Prince Chen's men also intervened in this matter. If I hadn't rushed there immediately, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to find any clues." The woman said what she had noticed before.

"Oh?" Gong Lique narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that.

"This Prince Chen is quite good. He is much better than those others."

If she wasn't Ling Yiqing's daughter...

A few days later, Xiahou Yan rushed day and night and finally returned to the capital before Lian Cejun's death.

She rushed straight to the palace, exhausted. When she saw the large coffin parked in the hall, her eyes suddenly turned red. It was not until this moment that she finally believed that her father had really passed away.

She staggered slowly towards the coffin, and knelt down in front of the tablet. She held back her tears and closed her lips stubbornly to prevent herself from making any sound.

When Xiahou Jiuyue arrived, she saw Xiahou Yan like this. It would be a lie to say that she felt no emotion at all. She walked forward silently, stood beside Xiahou Yan, and looked at the spirit tablet in front of her.

"If you want to cry, cry out loud. Don't hold it in and hurt yourself." She said with a hint of sigh in her voice.

Hearing this, Xia Houyan finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears. That was her dearest person! From now on, no one in this world would fall in love with her.

Xiahou Jiuyue listened quietly to her heart-wrenching cry in silence. After a long time had passed, the crying gradually became quieter and Xiahou Yan's emotions stabilized a little, then she turned and left.

She is not a saint. She came to the palace today just to see Xiahou Yan's attitude and the attitude of everyone in the palace.

But she didn't expect that the scene was so desolate. Apart from a few palace maids and servants who were keeping vigil, there was basically no one else.

The sad and desolate scene made people cry. Even she, an outsider, was moved, let alone Xia Houyan.

Immersed in grief, Xiahou Yan looked at the departing figure with a complicated look in her eyes.

At this time, everyone avoided her like the plague, even her mother did not come. Instead, people who were once enemies with her and her father came to the palace to comfort her.

It would be a lie to say that I wasn't heartbroken. When my father was alive, he was so powerful that everyone wanted to curry favor with him. But now that he is dead, everyone is avoiding him for fear that he will bring them trouble.

Her father's sudden suicide must have some hidden story behind it, and she must get to the bottom of it, and will never let go of those old monsters in the harem, especially Lord Feng and the Princess.

On the way back to the capital, she had already figured out the whole story. If it weren't for the Princess's party attacking her aunt in the court, and if Feng Jun hadn't restrained her father in the harem, things wouldn't have turned out like this. In the final analysis, it was all her and her father's fault.

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with hatred. She, Xiahou Yan, remembered these people. If she could reach the top in the future, she would repay them a hundredfold.

After Prince Duan returned to the capital, Concubine Lian's funeral was held as normal. As Prince Duan was summoned back to the capital by the Empress, Prince Xian was assigned to take charge of the disaster relief work in Huihe County.

The court was as usual. The Empress exempted Prince Duan from the morning court for a month and allowed him to recuperate in the palace.

Ever since Prince Duan returned to the capital, the capital has been unusually quiet. Even the Crown Princess has become much quieter. She runs between the Eastern Palace and the Imperial Study every day, helping the Empress take care of all the affairs of the court.

As the days passed, Lian Cejun's death seemed to cause no waves at all.

It was thought that the death of Concubine Lian was a heavy blow to Prince Duan, but unexpectedly, just a few days later, the depressed Prince Duan appeared in the court again, with no trace of pain for the loss of his father on his face.

Xiahou Jiuyue looked at Xiahou Yan, whose expression remained the same as before, and frowned slightly. She always felt that the person in front of her seemed to have changed a lot, just like Xiahou Nuanxi at the beginning. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Xiahou Yan was met with Xiahou Jiuyue's gaze, her eyes were slightly stunned, then she smiled faintly and turned her head to look away.

Seeing her like this, Xiahou Jiuyue felt uneasy inside, as if something was going to happen.

After the morning court session, Xiahou Jiuyue ordered all the secret guards in Huihe County to withdraw to Yusha Pavilion. She had sent out the secret guards in the first place just to make Xiahou Yan suffer a little.

Now it was Xiahou Nuanxi's turn to go. The eldest princess was a meticulous and thoughtful person. If the secret guards continued to stay in Huihe County, she would sooner or later notice something unusual.

"Your Highness, something bad has happened!" At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared. It was Ye Yi who had not been seen for several months.

Her face was full of anxiety, and there was anger and distress in her eyes. Xiahou Jiuyue had never seen Ye Yi so confused, and her heart sank immediately.

"What happened?" she asked in a low voice.

Ye Yi was arranged by her to follow Yu Suyuan to Hanguang Temple. She was always calm and composed and would never lose her composure like this. Looking at her expression at this moment, something must have happened to Yu Suyuan.

"It was Master Yu. He was bullied by Master Ling and his men and locked up in a meditation room in the temple. I wanted to save him, but Master Ling used his status to suppress me. I had no choice but to return to the palace and report to the prince!"

Young Master Ling is the prince's cousin, so she didn't dare to hurt him and could only return home for help.

"I am guilty of a capital crime for failing to protect Master Yu. I hope Your Majesty will punish me." Ye Yi blamed himself.

When she thought of the man lying on the bed, dying and covered with wounds, she wanted to kill him.

It's all her fault. If she hadn't left for something at that time, he wouldn't have been hurt.