AWB Chapter 457 Female Lead, I'd Give You My Life 9
Chapter 457 Female Lead, I'd Give You My Life 9
With the passing of the old Marquis, the Marquis's mansion declined day by day, and Wei Xuanling finally could not bear it any longer.
One day, when Qingmo was shopping, someone stopped her.
Wei Xuanling requested to see her.
Without much hesitation, she went to the appointment.
The two sat in a private room of the teahouse, surrounded by the fragrant aroma of tea.
Wei Xuanling's eyes were wrapped in white cloth, his face was pale and thin, his fingers gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Jiang Fu... no, Your Highness the Crown Princess, it's been a long time."
Qingmo slowly and deliberately picked up the teacup and gently blew away the foam.
With a slight smile, she said, "Young Master Wei, you have poor eyesight, yet you still run around like this. Aren't you afraid of falling again?"
Wei Xuanling's breath hitched, his chest heaving violently. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the massacre of the Marquis's family... related to you?"
Qingmo chuckled softly, put down her teacup, and tapped the table lightly with her fingertips: "Young Master Wei, you must provide evidence before you speak."
Wei Xuanling slammed his hand on the table, his voice hoarse: "Jiang Fu! Why bother with pretense between us?"
"You hate me for betraying you, you hate Jiang Wanyue for seducing me, so you're taking revenge on the Marquis's mansion, aren't you?!"
Qingmo's eyes turned cold, but her smile remained: "Young Master Wei, you overestimate yourself."
She stood up, looking down at him, her voice soft yet icy: "I am now the Crown Princess, the future Empress, and you—"
She leaned down slightly and whispered in his ear, "He's just a blind good-for-nothing. Does he even deserve my wrath?"
Wei Xuanling trembled all over and suddenly reached out to grab her, but missed and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Qingmo took a step back, coldly watching him struggle, and said indifferently, "Young Master Wei, if I were you, I should think carefully about why the Marquis's mansion has suffered such a calamity."
Did he think about it?
He thought about it.
After thinking it over and over, he couldn't guess anyone else but Jiang Fu.
He once said he would love the woman with his life, but faced with family hatred, he never expected that she would be the first person he thought of.
Wei Xuanling lay on the ground, his fingers digging into the earth, his voice broken: "Jiang Fu...you will die a horrible death!"
Qingmo pushed open the door without turning her head, and her voice came lightly: "Young Master Wei, be careful what you say. If anything happens to me, your Wei family... will truly be extinct."
Outside the door, Jinzhu respectfully greeted her: "Your Majesty, shall we return to the palace?"
Qingmo glanced at the sky and said calmly, "No rush, let's go to the Duke's mansion."
Jinzhu was taken aback: "The Duke's Mansion?"
Qingmo smiled slightly: "Yes, I suddenly miss home."
In the Duke's Mansion.
Upon hearing that the Crown Princess had arrived, the Duke of Jiang hurriedly led his men out to greet her, his face beaming with smiles: "Fu'er... no, Your Highness, why have you suddenly returned?"
Qingmo glanced at him, her smile not reaching her eyes: "Father, I heard you've been having a headache lately?"
Duke Jiang's smile froze, and he said awkwardly, "Your Majesty is joking..."
Qingmo walked straight to the main seat and sat down, lightly tapping the armrest with her fingertips: "I came today to tell Father something."
Duke Jiang's heart skipped a beat: "Your Majesty, please speak."
Qingmo raised her eyes, her gaze icy: "From this day forward, I will no longer concern myself with anything concerning the Duke's mansion."
"Father, please do not use the title of Crown Princess when you are away."
She smiled slightly and said softly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making the Jiang family disappear completely."
Duke Jiang's expression changed drastically, and he staggered backward: "You...you..."
Qingmo stood up and straightened her sleeves: "Father, you should enjoy your retirement."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Jiang Guogong was left slumped in his chair, his face ashen.
Holy crap! The female lead's aura is amazing!
But what about the male lead? Does anyone here know if the female lead did it?!
So, was the female lead the one who massacred the entire Marquis's family?
[Definitely! Didn't you see she only gouged out the male lead's eyes? That's some serious tactic...]
The most poisonous heart is that of a woman.
Qingmo sat in the carriage returning to the palace, closing her eyes to rest.
Jinzhu asked cautiously, "Your Highness, what about Prince Wei...?"
Qingmo opened her eyes, her gaze deep and unfathomable: "Since he can't control his legs, then have them broken."
[My goodness! This female lead—]
[It's a complete tragedy! How can the story continue like this?]
[It's confirmed! We watched a fake drama. The sweet and romantic female lead has become a powerful female lead.]
[I guess His Highness the Crown Prince has been deposed, haha! His looks weren't bad, were they?]
But he died young.
Yes! He died young—
Honestly, was the Crown Prince good to her?
He's great, clean and hygienic, and handsome too.
and so--
Use it as many times as possible before he dies, otherwise it'll be a waste.
In the stillness of the night, candlelight flickered in the Eastern Palace's sleeping quarters.
Qingmo leaned against the gilded and carved bed railing, toying with a mutton-fat jade pendant between her fingertips.
Suddenly, the palace door opened softly, and Crown Prince Ying Qian walked in, bathed in moonlight.
"I heard you met with the Crown Prince of Wei today?" Ying Qian took off his outer robe, his voice carrying the chill of the night dew.
Qingmo's eyes sparkled: "Your Highness is indeed well-informed."
Is someone staring at her?
Ying Qian sat down beside her, his long, slender fingers stroking her loose, dark hair: "Did he say anything?"
"It's nothing but nonsense." Qingmo chuckled and placed the jade pendant in his palm. "Your Highness, who do you think committed the crime at the Xuanping Marquis's residence?"
A dark glint flashed in the Crown Prince's eyes: "Fu'er is very concerned about this case?"
Qingmo chuckled lightly: "I'm just curious, what kind of murderer could commit such a major crime right under the nose of the capital?"
Ying Qian took her hand, his fingertips gently stroking her wrist: "Does it matter? Doesn't the Crown Princess want this to happen?"
Qingmo smiled silently and didn't say anything.
The Crown Prince's reaction is strange!
I have a feeling the Crown Prince knows something...
The next morning, when Qingmo woke up, there was no one beside her.
She had just gotten up to do her hair when Jinzhu rushed in, panicking: "Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Prince Wei was assassinated in his residence last night, and his fate is now unknown!"
Qingmo paused in applying her eyebrows: "Oh?"
“What’s even stranger is…” Jinzhu lowered her voice, “This morning, the Dali Temple found the Second Miss’s body in the Wei Mansion’s dungeon, saying that she… committed suicide.”
Qingmo put down the incense burner, and the beauty in the bronze mirror curled into a cold smile: "Prepare the sedan chair, I'm going to see my poor sister."
Inside the mourning hall of the Wei family mansion, Jiang Wanyue's body was covered with a white cloth.
Qingmo lifted a corner of the glass, revealing that the once beautiful face was now a horrifying bluish-purple.
His body was covered with marks from being whipped and tortured, and deep strangulation marks were clearly visible on his neck.
It seems that life in the Marquis's mansion, which she so desperately wants to marry into, is not easy.
"How is the Crown Prince Wei?"
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince's leg veins have been severed, and he will likely have to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
A barely perceptible smile curved at the corners of Qingmo's lips.
At this moment, Crown Prince Ying Qian also rushed over.
He glanced at Jiang Wanyue's body, then looked at Qingmo, "Fu'er, you've come."
Qingmo curtsied and greeted, "Your Highness."
Ying Qian stepped forward and said in a low voice, "This matter is quite strange, and the Dali Temple will definitely investigate it thoroughly."
Qingmo lowered her eyes, "Then I'll have to trouble Your Highness."
The two went to check on the unconscious Wei Xuanling one last time, and then returned to the palace together.