The lone grave was hidden very secretly, behind a patch of flowers.
Small and quiet, yet meticulously kept clean.
On a wooden board, a few crooked characters were written—Tomb of a Beloved Son.
Feng Yexuan dug open the lone grave as if driven mad, with his bare hands.
Everyone stood by, unable to bear watching, fearing what might truly be buried inside—it was too cruel.
But it made no sense. Miss Li had never given birth, so where would a child come from?
Finally, Feng Yexuan dug out a wooden box.
With trembling hands, he opened the wooden box.
Inside was a piece of clothing!
A piece of clothing stained with blood!
It was the clothing she had worn that night…
He finally understood why there had been such a large pool of blood on the ground.
It turned out to be the blood from her miscarriage.
The clothing from that night… it was the night he had ordered her locked up.
She had miscarried alone in her room, with no one knowing, no one to save her, not even anyone to care for her.
No wonder when they met again, she seemed like a changed person, utterly devoid of life.
He had never known she had gone through so much.
She had almost died right under his nose!
“Consort Jin…”
Suddenly, Feng Yexuan’s gaze sharpened, and he stood up abruptly, turning to leave.
He moved so fast that Leng Ji couldn’t keep up.
All she knew was that His Highness seemed to be… rushing towards Consort Jin’s courtyard.
Consort Jin…
Leng Ji thought for a moment, and her heart suddenly tightened.
That night, Consort Jin had brought a young palace maid to see Miss Li, and tonight, Miss Li had gone mad trying to kill Consort Jin.
Could it be… could it be Consort Jin?
…With a loud bang, Consort Jin’s door was kicked open by Feng Yexuan.
The person in the room trembled violently from the shock, and Jing’er even screamed out: “Ah…”
Consort Jin also startled and sat up abruptly from the bed.
After the doctor had bandaged her wound, she had calmed down and immediately ordered everyone to leave, saying she wanted to rest.
Even Feng Jinrui had been sent away by her.
After everyone had left, she quickly instructed Jing’er: “Now, it’s been nearly ten days since that night. No one will know what she ate or drank that day.”
“Even if Master Liujin can diagnose that she had a miscarriage, he won’t be able to diagnose that it was caused by her drinking abortifacient medicine.”
“As long as we insist it has nothing to do with us, then it’s none of our business.”
“She simply fell and miscarried, what does that have to do with us?”
“He might not believe what she says, and if we don’t admit it, it’s fine! You must remember, absolutely do not admit it! It will be fine, it will be absolutely fine!”
Jing’er could only grit her teeth and nod vigorously.
If they didn’t admit it, it would be fine. Chu Qianli could lie, and they would simply insist she was lying!
It would be fine, absolutely fine!
But now, seeing Prince Xuan walk in with his icy steps, exuding a chilling aura, he looked like a demon from hell.
Jing’er immediately knelt on the ground with a thud, trembling all over, almost fainting.
“Your Highness, Your Highness… Ah! Ahhh!”
What did she see?
In Prince Xuan’s hand was a piece of clothing, a piece of clothing stained with blood.
Jing’er would never forget this piece of clothing!
Because, after that night, she had nightmares every night.
In her dreams, it was all the scene of Chu Qianli lying in a pool of blood, with blood constantly flowing from between her legs!
She was wearing this clothing that night!
This very clothing!
Jing’er seemed to have gone mad, constantly trying to hide behind, even after bumping into a chair, she still wanted to hide!
“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” Consort Jin roared.
“Be quiet! Jing’er!”
Consort Jin’s furious roar finally made Jing’er calm down slightly.
Jing’er immediately knelt on the ground, lowering her head and trembling, not daring to look at the skirt in Feng Yexuan’s hand, not daring to glance at it.
Feng Yexuan walked with heavy steps, one by one, to Consort Jin.
Consort Jin had already sat up and was also looking at him.
“What did she tell you? Xuan’er, don’t believe a single word she says, she just doesn’t want us mother and son to be well!”
“She was demoted to a concubine in Prince Xuan’s mansion, she feels wronged and resentful, she hates me, that’s why she’s slandering me!”
“Xuan’er…”
“She!” Feng Yexuan’s chest heaved continuously! Heaved violently!
“Didn’t say a word!”
Consort Jin’s heart skipped a beat.
Chu Qianli said nothing? Impossible, how could that be!
She would definitely tell Feng Yexuan that she had given her abortifacient medicine. How could she not mention such a grievance?
Didn’t he already have the skirt from that night? Wasn’t it in his hands?
If Chu Qianli hadn’t said anything, how would he have known all this?
“Xuan’er, you’ve been tricked by her!”
Consort Jin hurriedly got out of bed, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and quickly walked up to him.
She tried to grab his hand, but Feng Yexuan threw it away with a flick.
“Ah!”
Consort Jin didn’t expect him to be so forceful, and inadvertently, she was thrown onto a chair nearby.
Consort Jin finally steadied herself, looked back at him, and said anxiously, “Xuan’er, you’ve really been tricked by her!”
“She meticulously planned this to drive a wedge between us mother and son, she’s taking revenge! Xuan’er! She wanted to kill me, didn’t you see it with your own eyes?”
“Why did she want to kill you? Don’t you know the reason?”
He walked closer, his entire being as if wrapped in a thick layer of frost.
Even without getting close, you could feel the chill emanating from him.
It made one shiver, it made one’s blood freeze!
“Xuan’er…”
Feng Yexuan suddenly turned his head sharply, his large hand tightening.
Jing’er, who had collapsed on the ground, was grabbed by his powerful internal energy and thrown heavily to the ground.
“Ah! Your Highness, Your Highness…”
“Look at this!”
Feng Yexuan stood in front of her, raising the skirt in his hand towards her face.
“Ah…” Jing’er, terrified, quickly shrank back.
Consort Jin’s eyes turned red with anxiety. This damned girl, she must not let anything slip!
“Jing’er, you…”
“Shut up!” Feng Yexuan roared suddenly!
A powerful aura rushed towards them.
Consort Jin was forced to sit down on the chair with a thud, her chest churning with blood, she no longer had the strength to speak.
He was truly enraged!
The current Feng Yexuan was terrifying!
His rage had completely destroyed his reason; his heart and eyes were now filled with murderous intent!
“I’m asking you, what is this? Speak!”
“It wasn’t me, it wasn’t…”
Jing’er couldn’t withstand the immense pressure, her small body trembling like a sieve.
She suddenly knelt down, kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down her face:
“Consort Jin forced me to do it! That bottle of abortifacient medicine, it was the Consort who ordered me to give it to her! Your Highness, spare my life! Miss Li, spare my life! Spare us!”