Su Muwei burst into tears. “How can I do that? Something happened to Miss Qian’er because she was treating me. I have to see her.”
Red Wolf was in a dilemma. Who knew if Miss Su would make a fuss if she saw the crown prince’s current situation?
Also, he wasn’t sure if the crown prince wanted to see Miss Su right now.
The crown prince had rebuffed even him; he might not show even Miss Su a good attitude.
“Red Guard, move aside. Let me see Miss Qian’er. She saved my life. If I don’t see her, what will the people say about me…” Su Muwei wiped her nonexistent tears.
Red Wolf had been with Lu Fenying for a long time. He knew Su Muwei’s character very well.
When she cried like her heart was breaking, she actually wasn’t crying at all, and was just putting on a show.
He knew that, but since his master didn’t care, Red Wolf simply played the bystander.
As long as his master was happy.
However, Red Wolf felt that it really wasn’t the time for Su Muwei to put on an act, as she would be digging her own grave.
“Miss Su, I’m telling you not to go in for your own good. If you insist, then I won’t stop you.” Red Wolf backed off and allowed the guards to carry Su Muwei into the room.
The room was dark and cold. This year’s winter was especially cold, yet no fires had been lit here and there were no braziers to be seen.
Su Muwei shivered as soon as she entered.
Looking around the dark room, she hugged her arms and was a little scared.
The windows in the room were all shut and there were no lights. It was especially dark. Su Muwei summoned her courage and had the people carry her to the bed. It was only then that she had a good look at Lu Fenying, who was sitting motionless by the bed.
She was shocked when she saw him.
Lu Fenying’s complexion was extremely unsightly. There were blue bruises under his eyes, and his chin was covered in scruff.
His usually cold eyes were now lifeless, like stagnant water in an abandoned pond.
Su Muwei looked at him for a long while, but his eyes never moved.
He had turned deaf ears to her arrival.
Su Muwei looked at Mo Qian’er, who was on the bed. Her face was as pale as a ghost, and her skin was like dried orange peel. She looked cold and lifeless.
She was finally dead, and it had been an ugly death; she had lost all her beauty.
Su Muwei laughed in her heart.
So what if Lu Fenying really had some sort of feelings for Mo Qian’er? She was already gone. What was there to remember?
Once Su Muwei started serving him, he would forget Mo Qian’er.
Even if…
Su Muwei secretly clenched her fists. No… she wouldn’t let anything happen in the future. Mo Qian’er would stay dead!
“Your Highness…” Su Muwei cried into her handkerchief. “Your Highness, it was all for Weiwei. Miss Qian’er…”
She wept softly, but Lu Fenying didn’t seem to hear her and didn’t move.
Sensing that something was wrong, Su Muwei hurriedly pulled at his sleeve, but there was still no reaction.