Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 408 - 407: Overnight

Chapter 408: Chapter 407: Overnight

No wonder she couldn’t find her "Hundred Insect Secret Technique."

It must have disappeared after Wuya’s last visit to Xianlan Palace.

She didn’t notice at first, because tonight Tie Xin inexplicably dragged a Palace Maid to bring some ointment in the middle of the night.

The Empress, for no apparent reason, felt her heart was troubled and her eyelids kept twitching.

That’s when she went to look for her book on Poisonous Insect Technique.

Because she could not find it, her unease grew.

So, she came.

She had been anxious the entire time, faintly feeling that something must have happened.

Even Tie Xin was sent away, something even Tie Xin didn’t know!

Now, seeing her son’s white hair and haggard face, the Empress knew everything!

He had learned the record of the secret art, severed his heart meridian, and used it to cure Chu Qianli of the Poisonous Insect!

He’s gone mad! How could he be so insane?

"You love that girl, and your Royal Mother has always been helping you; your Royal Mother also hopes you can be together!"

"Your Royal Mother gave you the Mandarinfish Poisonous Insect, wasn’t that helping you? Your fate can now be forever entwined with hers, isn’t that a good thing for you?"

"Everything your Royal Mother has done was for you, all just so you could live a good life!"

"Why? Why would you hurt yourself like this? By doing so, how do you expect your Royal Mother to go on living? Wuya! What is all this for?"

Why treat her like this!

Why?

Feng Wuya was shaken to the brink by the residual force of her palm wind just now.

Blood was clogged in his chest, almost bursting forth from his lips.

The Empress didn’t understand, she just didn’t get it!

She really didn’t understand!

The sight of her son’s white hair hurt her eyes red and broke her spirit.

She herself was barely holding on!

"For her sake, are you willing to give up even your own life? Why can’t you be grateful for your Royal Mother’s help?"

"As long as you accept her surgery and live well, you could still soar together with her in the future!"

"Why would you destroy all this with your own hands? Why?"

There’s no turning back now! Her son is in this state, with his heart meridian completely shattered; he can’t live much longer!

There’s no chance for him to get better now, even if there’s some so-called surgery, it can’t save her son!

He has no chance to go on living!

Then what is the meaning of her many years of repentance, her many years of devoted Buddhist practice?

All she had done was in the hopes of praying for blessings for her son!

Now, what’s the point?

What’s left now?

"Ah..."

The Empress gave an anguished howl to the sky, her face, usually well preserved due to her pure and simple desires, now gradually formed fine lines.

"Your Majesty!" When Wetnurse Wen saw this, she was terrified!

"Royal Mother..." Feng Wuya didn’t want to see his Royal Mother like this either.

Wanting to move closer, but barely taking a step, the smell of blood immediately rose to his lips.

If he were to take another step, he would certainly vomit blood immediately.

"Royal Mother..."

"It’s all Chu Qianli’s fault! It’s all because of Chu Qianli!"

The Empress suddenly clenched her fists, grinding her teeth: "If she can’t let my son live, her existence in this world will only cause him pain! What right does she have to live?"

"What right does she have!"

With a sudden strike of the Empress’ palm, the ground cracked with a loud boom.

Turning, she walked away, radiating a formidable aura of murder.

Feng Wuya’s complexion changed, and he immediately followed her.

But unexpectedly, after just one step, his mouth opened, and he could no longer hold back the blood.

With a retching sound, he vomited a mouthful onto the ground.

"Wuya!"

Consort Yu turned her head and saw her son with fresh blood trickling from his mouth.

Her heart raced with fear, and she immediately leapt to her feet, rushing back to him and steadying him with her hands, "Wuya..."

Her son’s blood fell onto the back of her hand—a sight so shockingly horrifying!

"Wuya, what are you doing... Are you trying to take your mother’s life?"

"Mother..." Feng Wuya clasped her wrist tightly, blood still dripping from his lips. His voice was hoarse to an extreme.

Yet he persisted, word for word he said, "I have gone to great lengths just to make sure Ali can live well... Mother, if you harm Ali then... then you are also seeking... your son’s life."

"You!" Consort Yu was so furious she felt like killing!

And so anguished she wanted to kill herself!

If she had known her son would be so stubborn, she would never have inflicted them with the Mandarinfish Poisonous Insect!

If there were no Mandarinfish Poisonous Insect, at least her son wouldn’t be this fragile now!

Why?

She didn’t understand, why was this happening?

Why did her son, whom she guarded so painstakingly, end up being tormented by her own hands?

Why?

"Mother, promise me... promise you will not... harm Ali, mother... please."

Feng Wuya’s grasp suddenly loosened, and his vision darkened—he collapsed straight down.

"Wuya!"

Consort Yu was panic-stricken as she caught him in her arms and hurried into the bedroom.

"Prince..." Tie Xin wanted to follow inside but was pushed back by a palm-strike from her.

"Out!" The door slammed shut.

Tie Xin stood anxiously by the door, his heart burning with urgency.

Just before, he saw the Prince’s gaze was blurred, his eyes vacant!

The Prince seemed to be fading fast. What to do?

As he contemplated knocking, he was grabbed by Nurse Wen’s wrist and pulled away.

"With Her Majesty there, she won’t let anything happen to the Prince! At least... she will find a way to save the Prince’s life!"

Just now, Her Majesty almost lost herself to fury, striking her with a palm that completely disrupted her energy.

Even now, she hadn’t recovered.

"But the Prince... he..." The thought of the Prince in his white robe, saturated with deep red blooms of blood, and that head of white hair...

Tie Xin’s heart ached terribly.

How had things come to this?

"Iron Guard, Mr. Liujin from the Prince Residence requests an audience!"

The guard had just announced this when Liujin hurriedly burst in.

"Liujin!" Tie Xin stepped forward quickly, grabbing him by the collar. "It was you, wasn’t it? All of this was your doing, wasn’t it?"

Liujin knew what he was referring to.

Indeed, it was he who had consulted with the fifth Prince to send Tie Xin away that evening.

Tie Xin too was kept in the dark.

"Let me go see the Prince first," Liujin said urgently.

He had just sent Chu Qianli back and had come here without delay, eager to check on Feng Wuya’s condition.

That head of white hair on Feng Wuya... Liujin couldn’t even bear to think of it!

At that moment, he had watched in person as the Prince’s hair turned white, inch by inch.

How great was the agony he had endured to extract the Poisonous Insect?

"Tie Xin, let me check on the Prince at once!"

"There’s no need!" Tie Xin shook him off forcefully, sending him stumbling away, "Consort Yu is channeling her energy into the Prince; he doesn’t need you, he doesn’t need anyone from the Prince Residence! Get out!"

Consort Yu was here?

Liujin looked up and indeed saw Nurse Wen standing outside the door.

Consort Yu must be inside.

"My mistress is here and assuredly will not let the Prince suffer any more pain!"

Nurse Wen stared at him from a distance, her palm clenched tightly, the murderous intent in her eyes growing more intense.

"Before I change my mind and decide to kill you, get out! Get out!"

The presence of people from the Prince Residence continued here, and she feared she might lose control and take his life then and there!