AWB Chapter 269 I don’t need it
Chapter 269 I don’t need it
Lu Yangyang's hand trembled. She glanced incredulously at the silent Mingruo, then looked uncertainly at the Crown Prince.
"Is this true?"
Then, as if remembering something, she quickly went to the door, closed the window, and asked nervously, "Will it be alright if you bring him here like this?"
“We have already found a death row inmate to replace his body. Even if Father Emperor suspects something is amiss afterward, all that will be left in the investigation is a corpse. As long as he leaves the capital, no one will be able to find him,” the Crown Prince replied.
Lu Yangyang looked at the Crown Prince with some suspicion and couldn't help but ask, "And what about you? Won't His Majesty suspect you?"
"Yes, but it's not important." The Crown Prince paused, then said gently, "I have my own way of dealing with it."
Lu Yangyang breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing his words, but for some reason, she felt something was off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
She calmed herself down, picked up the medicine box, and focused on treating Mingruo's wounds. She had already used gold needles to open his acupoints, and he should wake up in half an hour at most.
Mingruo's injuries appeared serious, but most were superficial wounds. The leg injuries only required bone setting, which was Lu Yangyang's specialty. She was quick and efficient, and soon treated the major injuries. The remaining wounds were minor and only needed to be treated with medicine.
She washed her hands and began applying medicine to the small wounds, when suddenly she remembered something: "Did you already know his identity?"
"If only I had known sooner," the Crown Prince said, closing his eyes briefly. "The moment Lord Bo's identity was revealed on the stage that day, I knew it was him."
“As I told you that day, my aunt is a descendant of Prince Mingjing. Prince Mingjing’s surname is Mingyue, but as a Grand General, he felt embarrassed and so he publicly claimed to be surnamed Ming. Young Master Ming has Ming as his surname, and since I have seen his true face, it’s not hard to guess who he is. It’s just that very few people know about my aunt’s background, so no one would think of this possibility. But I can guess that Father Emperor will probably have some suspicions as well. That’s why I have to make Ming Ruo’s identity die as soon as possible so that he will not investigate further.”
"The case of the assassination at the welcoming banquet will inevitably implicate the Immortal Music Pavilion. Even if Mingruo can prove his innocence, he will not escape the entanglement. Even if he survives by chance, there will be people who want to use this case to their advantage. It would be better for everyone if the case were closed as soon as possible."
After listening to the Crown Prince's words, Lu Yangyang finally understood what was going on.
When she first saw Mingruo's true face, she felt that she looked familiar, but she would not have thought of the eldest princess. However, when the crown prince mentioned it just now, she immediately realized that Mingruo's identity was indeed not hard to guess.
Fortunately, His Majesty has not yet seen Mingruo's true face. Under the heavy makeup, it is difficult to recognize her unless one is close to her. But if Mingruo were alive, and His Majesty remembered to summon her afterward, she would surely die. His Majesty did not even spare the Eldest Princess, so how could he spare the Eldest Princess and Bo Zi'an's son?
Recalling the poison she discovered in Mingruo's body when she examined her pulse, and remembering what Li Duan had said about His Majesty threatening the Eldest Princess, she couldn't help but gasp, a terrifying thought forming in her mind. The reason the Eldest Princess had compromised all these years was probably because His Majesty had initially used the child to threaten her.
For over twenty years, I lived under his coercion.
How oppressive this is!
So, His Majesty is actually this kind of person?
That Crown Prince...
Lu Yangyang was somewhat worried about the Crown Prince. She had never thought about it before, but now she couldn't help but wonder if he was also hiding many secrets that he couldn't tell her or was unable to tell her.
A strange pang of sadness welled up in her heart. She wanted to ask him, but it seemed inappropriate to do so at the right time.
At this moment, Mingruo's hand suddenly moved, and her eyelids slowly opened.
Lu Yangyang looked over in surprise: "You're awake? Do you still recognize me?"
Lu Yangyang hurriedly moved closer to him and waved her hand in front of his eyes. She had just used gold needles to stimulate his acupoints, which could easily cause brain stimulation and leave aftereffects.
Mingruo's lips were dry, and she could barely speak: "Miss Lu..."
"That's great!" Lu Yangyang excitedly pried open his eyelids to take a look, muttering, "Thank goodness, he's alright, nothing serious."
Mingruo was still somewhat dazed, not understanding how he could wake up when he seemed to have already died. Was he in hell, or was he dreaming?
Then Lu Yangyang excitedly said to the Crown Prince, "Your Highness, he's alright."
Mingruo's eyes widened slightly, and her mind belatedly realized that there was another person in the room: the Crown Prince. And only the Crown Prince could have managed to get him out of the Dali Temple prison without anyone noticing.
He remained silent for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice, "Why?"
"Tomorrow morning, I will arrange for someone to take you to your aunt's funeral. After that, you should leave the capital under an assumed name," the Crown Prince said calmly.
Mingruo clenched her fists.
Lu Yangyang took a small spoon and fed him a little water. Mingruo suppressed the itch in his throat, but still couldn't help coughing twice.
"My life and death are none of Your Highness's concern." Mingruo stared at the roof with a mocking glint in her eyes. "My life ended many years ago; it was only a matter of time. I used to have parents, but now they've both died at the hands of scoundrels. Do you think I need your kindness?"
Lu Yangyang paused in her hand as she was feeding him water, her eyes widened, and she shoved the water from the small bowl into his mouth, causing him to cough violently.
Lu Yangyang glared at him angrily: "It was His Highness who saved you!"
Mingruo coughed until her face turned bright red, and veins bulged on her forehead. "I don't need it."
“You really don’t need to. You know it’s a one-way street, and you know that going to your aunt will only bring her trouble. But you hate her. You’ve hated her for so many years. Why couldn’t your aunt protect you? Why did she have to be tormented for so many years and drive you to the brink of despair because of your father’s hatred?”
"So you gave up, you chose to go along with their choice, thinking that since that's how it is, we might as well die together."
"Shut up!" Mingruo hissed, forcing herself to turn her head and glare at the Crown Prince with bloodshot eyes. "What right do you have to say such things? Twenty-two years! Do you know how long twenty-two years is? Father waited for nothing, waited until he was almost dead, and couldn't even see his wife one last time. He suffered as a hostage in Northern Yan. What were these people in the capital doing? The sons of that dog emperor were busy fighting for the throne, Mother was high and mighty as the eldest princess, and she was enjoying wealth and luxury with the daughter of a strange man, eating, drinking, and having fun all day long. Tell me why? Did they ever think about the person who was once a hostage in a foreign land for the peace of Great Zhao? Did they ever even think about it?"