Chapter 885 - 891, - 892: Yang Xian "Suicide", Chu Ran Gave Birth

Inside Yang Qingqing’s tent.

"Hmm?"

Yang Qingqing awoke from a drowsy sleep, glanced around at her surroundings, and realized she was in her own tent, still in full military attire. She began to recall the memories before she fell asleep mysteriously. A sense of dread and panic surged through her heart, frightening her enough to quickly get up.

At that moment, the female official she brought from the palace rushed into Yang Qingqing’s tent in a fluster and said urgently, "Lady Zhao Fei, something’s wrong, there’s been an incident in the prison. The guards from over there sent word that the Marquis of Hongdu County has committed suicide in prison out of guilt."

"What?"

Hearing this, Yang Qingqing only felt the world spinning around her, and the next second she felt darkness before her eyes, her consciousness falling into a void and blur, and collapsed onto the bed.

"Lady Zhao Fei, Lady Zhao Fei. Call the imperial physician quickly, Lady Zhao Fei has fainted." The female official said in panic.

There was an imperial physician accompanying the army.

...

"It’s nothing serious. According to your description, it should be a syncope caused by excessive psychological stress, and she should wake up shortly."

Nalan Yiren checked Yang Qingqing’s pulse and said.

The female official sighed with relief. Just then, she noticed Yang Qingqing’s fingers move, and her eyelashes slightly quiver. Nalan Yiren noticed too and looked over.

Yang Qingqing opened her eyes, and the female official’s voice came to her ears: "Lady, you’re awake? That’s great; you scared me to death just now."

The female official’s words suddenly connected with the memory before Yang Qingqing fainted, her expression changed, and she suddenly grabbed the female official’s arm, "Father? What happened to my father, what happened to him?"

The female official looked at Nalan Yiren, then repeated what she had said earlier.

Upon hearing it, Yang Qingqing’s eyes instantly turned red. She hurriedly got up without wearing her shoes, with only her silk socks on her feet, and stumbled toward the prison.

The female official held Yang Qingqing’s shoes, trotting after her, supporting her along the way.

...

When Yang Qingqing arrived.

Wu Yanqing was inside the prison, coldly berating the soldiers guarding Yang Xian’s cell: "What were you doing? How could the Marquis of Hongdu County suddenly die in the prison?"

Wu Yanqing had also replaced these two soldiers with his personal soldiers.

The two soldiers exchanged a glance, then immediately knelt with a thud, their heads knocking frantically: "Forgive us, General. The Marquis of Hongdu County realized the gravity of his crimes, so he asked us for poison. We were rash and agreed."

Wu Yanqing gave a heavy kick to the soldier who spoke, coldly shouting: "Rash? Do you think a mere ’rash’ absolves you of your blame? Don’t you know the County Marquis was a significant prisoner? Who gave you the guts?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Qingqing’s complexion turned even paler. Supported by the female official, she quickly made her way to her father’s cell.

In the cell lay a corpse covered by a white cloth.

Seeing this, Yang Qingqing trembled violently, "quiveringly" walked over, and lifted the white cloth from top to bottom. Upon seeing the face of the corpse, Yang Qingqing fell to the ground in horror, her lips trembling, and soon after, she broke into tears.

Wu Yanqing glanced at Yang Qingqing, his gaze hardened, and he deliberately raised his voice: "Someone, take these two away, escort them back to the capital, and let His Majesty decide."

"Yes, sir."

Two armored warriors responded, intending to drag the two soldiers away.

"Wait a moment." Yang Qingqing spoke to stop them, stood up with the support of the female official, teary-eyed, stared at Wu Yanqing for a long moment, then turned to the two soldiers kneeling on the ground, heads bleeding from knocking, and pointed at the nearby corpse, coldly questioning:

"I ask you, did he really ask you for poison and take it knowing his guilt?"

"Replying... to Lady Zhao Fei, it... it is indeed..."

"Lift your head to answer."

"Replying to Lady Zhao Fei, it is indeed true."

"No one instructed you?"

"No one instructed us."

"Very well, no one instructed you."

Yang Qingqing’s voice was icy, her expression turned solemn, and she raised her hand, sending a streak of Spiritual Qi towards the two of them.

But at the critical moment, Wu Yanqing intervened.

Yang Qingqing looked up at Wu Yanqing, questioning him with her gaze.

Wu Yanqing gave her a formal salute: "Lady Zhao Fei, His Majesty does not know about this matter yet; we must first escort them back to the capital, allowing His Majesty to inquire about the events, and then determine their punishment. Your actions here are somewhat inappropriate."

"Inappropriate?"

Yang Qingqing had no intention of killing the two, as they were crucial witnesses. She was merely testing them just now.

She’s not foolish; this matter certainly involves Wu Yanqing.

"General Wu, weren’t those guarding the prison your men? Now... he’s died an unnatural death, and you expect me to accept a simple ’suicide out of guilt’? Do you dare say this affair has nothing to do with you?" Yang Qingqing’s eyes reddened with swirling tears, her voice full of biting anger. If looks could kill, Wu Yanqing would have died a thousand times.

As the Patriarch of Jiangdong Wu Family, Wu Yanqing was deeply scheming; Yang Qingqing was no match for this old fox. He smoothly deflected:

"Indeed, I bear responsibility for this matter. Had I not been negligent, these events would not have unfolded. Once we return to the capital, I shall personally seek an audience with His Majesty and confess my failings."

Seeing him evade the critical issues, Yang Qingqing’s heart was filled with hatred for Wu Yanqing, almost gnashing her teeth: "I hope this truly has nothing to do with you. His Majesty has never ordered his death. If I later find out you were involved, I’ll make sure you pay!"