Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 434 - 433: You Are Our Only Hope

Chapter 434: Chapter 433: You Are Our Only Hope

"Consort Yu’s real name is Murong Yu, she..."

Long Feifan looked at Chu Qianli, finding it hard to believe the news himself.

But it was absolutely true.

"She is Xiyue’s senior sister."

"My mother’s senior sister?" This answer certainly was beyond Chu Qianli’s expectations.

Murong Yu, Long Xiyue’s senior sister...

"So, is Consort Yu also from Longteng Country?"

"There is no evidence to prove that Murong Yu is a citizen of Longteng Country. She’s a person of the martial arts world, just like their master. No one knows where they come from."

"When Xiyue entered discipleship, she didn’t use her real name, let alone reveal her own identity."

"But Consort Yu probably knew my mother’s identity."

The mere fact that Consort Yu had buried Long Xiyue’s token in the cave and paid tribute for over a decade was proof enough that Consort Yu was well aware of Long Xiyue’s true identity.

"Who is their master?" Chu Qianli couldn’t help but ask.

Long Feifan shook his head, "We only know that he is a reclusive expert. Had I not heard Xiyue mentioning she had a senior sister and a second senior brother when I was younger, I might have never been able to uncover Consort Yu’s true identity."

"Second senior brother?" So who was this second senior brother?

"I can’t find out," Long Feifan continued to shake his head, "Those were affairs from Xiyue’s wandering days, but she seldom spoke of her experiences with her master."

"It’s just that, occasionally, she would reminisce. At that time, there was no one around her to converse with, so I, as her younger brother, was fortunate enough to occasionally be her audience."

But Long Feifan only heard a few things.

Even though Xiyue’s disposition was cheerful, she knew what could be said and what should not be said.

"Moreover, Xiyue herself didn’t know the true identities of Consort Yu and the second senior brother."

"Does that mean they all used aliases when becoming disciples, unwilling to reveal their identities?"

"Perhaps their master knew, but it seems the master did not disclose it to anyone; they all kept their own secrets."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qianli subconsciously bit her fingertip, looking down in contemplation.

"So you’re saying my mother might not have known Murong Yu’s true identity either? But at that time, Consort Yu wasn’t yet ’Consort Yu’."

"Consort Yu entered the harem after giving birth to the Fifth Prince." This was something a number of the elder court officials knew.

However, because it wasn’t something to be proud of, it was a secret kept unspoken.

Add to that, over the years, Consort Yu did not involve herself in the harem’s power struggles.

Also, since she was rumored to have strong martial arts skills, the other consorts in the harem dared not provoke her.

So, for many years, Consort Yu and the Fifth Prince had lived a leisurely and comfortable life, and Consort Yu’s past gradually faded into oblivion, no one brought it up again.

Of course, Feng Wuya indeed was the emperor’s son. Before the blood of the Imperial Family is returned to the palace, numerous tests naturally have to be performed.

The Imperial Family had their own ways of verification.

Much of it likely involved blood recognition.

But as the Fifth Prince grew older, his appearance, once matured, not only resembled the emperor’s but there was also a slight resemblance to Prince Xuan.

This made it even more certain that he was of the Imperial Family bloodline.

It was probably during the emperor’s youth, while in disguise during an inspection, that he encountered Consort Yu who was wandering the martial arts world.

"Then why has Consort Yu always paid tribute to my mother? Could it be that my mother’s death somehow involved Consort Yu?"

Chu Qianli clenched her palm.

However, she wouldn’t accuse anyone of wrongdoing without evidence.

Over the years, Consort Yu devoted herself to Buddhism, and during the first few encounters, she indeed did not seem like a bad person.

She was just an ordinary woman who lived wholeheartedly for her son.

"If," Long Feifan looked at Chu Qianli, hesitated for a good while before saying, "if Consort Yu really had something to do with the late Princess Xiyue’s death, then, Feng Wuya..."

"Regardless of whether Consort Yu is the murderer of my mother or not, what does it have to do with Wuya? Back then, he was just a five or six-year-old child."

Moreover, Consort Yu had lived quietly ever since she entered the harem, which showed that Feng Wuya had also spent these years in calmness.

He knew nothing, so how could the blame fall on him?

As for the saying that the son must pay for the mother’s debts, Chu Qianli never believed in that.

Long Feifan, observing her gaze, added a few more points of admiration.

He smiled and said, "Your disposition really bears some resemblance to Princess Xiyue."

"My mother... what kind of person was she?" All she knew about her mother came from the words of others.

In both of her lives, she never felt the true love of her parents.

Could it really be destined that she would never have the doting love of parents?

In fact, she was quite envious of those children who had both a father and a mother...

"Your mother..." Long Feifan’s gaze settled on an indistinct corner, his thoughts drifting far away.

"Truth be told, I didn’t spend much time with her, but the memories are vivid. Your mother had a bright personality; she was kind, optimistic, magnanimous, gentle... In short, I couldn’t find a single fault in her."

It was a pity that someone so young was no longer with us.

Long Feifan felt a deep melancholy in his heart as well.

"No matter what, you’re returning to Longteng Country tomorrow. Regarding everything about your mother, perhaps you’ll find more answers in Longteng Country."

Chu Qianli didn’t say anything more.

For her, Longteng Country held a fatal attraction.

That was where her mother had grown up...

"By the way, now that the Jade Seal is not here, you can only take this token for now."

A couple of days earlier, Chu Qianli had handed the token over to Long Feifan, and now, he intended to return it to its rightful owner.

"Once you are in Longteng Country, perhaps you’ll find it useful."

Chu Qianli took it, feeling somewhat helpless: "It’s a pity that without the Jade Seal, I don’t know if Consort Yu knows anything about it?"

"Her martial arts skills are higher than yours, so avoid confronting her directly. Leave the search for the Jade Seal to me."

Long Feifan didn’t want her to take any more risks.

Since Princess Xiyue was no longer with us, Little Lili was now the only hope for all of them.

"You must protect yourself well. You’re the only descendant left by Princess Xiyue, understand?"

"I understand, Uncle; I will try my best to protect myself, don’t worry."

But Long Feifan still didn’t feel entirely at ease.

He opened his mouth several times, as if there was something he wished but struggled to say.

"Uncle, is there something else you want to say?" Chu Qianli rarely saw him looking so troubled.

She furrowed her brows, a trace of confusion apparent: "Is there something else you want to tell me?"

"Actually, I don’t know whether or not I should tell you, it might not help you and could even have an impact."

"But, if I don’t say it, you’ll feel uneasy, won’t you?" Chu Qianli clutched his sleeve.

She felt that what he was about to say was very important.

"Uncle, what is it after all?"

Long Feifan gave her a deep look and finally, he let out a long sigh, and said softly, "Regarding... your lineage..."