Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 488 - 487: He Must Die

Chapter 488: Chapter 487: He Must Die

Fu Ning left.

In the end, they reached an agreement.

Tonight, they arranged for Long Ziyue and the betrothed Prince to leave first.

However, two people leaving together would be too noticeable, and likely not easy to manage.

Feng Wuya was aware of this, but, as Fu Ning had said, once one escaped, the entire Imperial Palace would instantly enter a state of absolute rigorous defense.

It would then be difficult for the remaining people to leave.

Wuya was uncertain whether Fu Ning and Fu Long could safely take them away...

Feng Wuya didn’t have the spare energy to ponder over this matter because Long Tianliu had arrived.

Accompanying him was a table full of delicacies from Beiming Country.

However, as soon as he arrived, not only Long Tianliu but also everyone in Anshang Palace clearly frowned.

Anshang Palace said indistinctly, "I heard that Prince Xiaoyao dislikes being attended by maidservants, so I didn’t arrange for any around this sleeping chamber. Could it be that some disobedient maidservant barged in, disturbing the Prince’s peace?"

Feng Wuya didn’t know why she asked this, and replied casually, "No."

Anshang Palace’s expression subtly changed as she looked towards Long Tianliu.

Long Tianliu’s face was also somewhat grim.

There was the scent of a young lady in this room.

The person must have left not long ago; the scent had not yet dissipated.

Ordinary people might not notice, but Long Tianliu and Anshang Palace were both supreme experts, and they knew as soon as they smelled it.

Prince Xiaoyao was lying.

Indeed, his intentions were not pure.

Anshang Palace seemed about to say something, but Long Tianliu had already spoken indifferently, "Wuya, I had people prepare Beiming Country’s dishes. Would you honor me by joining me for dinner?"

Feng Wuya naturally did not wish to do so, but if he could keep Long Tianliu here, it would not be a bad thing.

At the very least, he could buy Fu Long and Long Ziyue some extra time to escape.

He said lightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

This was the first time Feng Wuya had willingly sought closeness with her.

But Long Tianliu felt not the slightest bit of happiness.

Prince Xiaoyao was truly someone so pure and clean that it was unbearable to hurt him.

He was not very cunning.

His willingness to dine with her confirmed that he had other plans in mind.

Long Tianliu glanced at Anshang Palace, and Anshang Palace leaned forward, "Then, I shall not disturb Your Majesty and the Prince during the meal."

Anshang Palace intended to leave.

Feng Wuya broke his usual silence and retained her, "Won’t Commandery Princess join us?"

Anshang Palace turned back, gave him a look, and that look carried a hint of murderous intent, "Prince, perhaps you should focus on attending to His Majesty!"

His attempt to keep them there further proved that something out of the ordinary was bound to happen in the Imperial Palace tonight.

Anshang Palace turned and left.

Feng Wuya knew he had revealed something, but at this moment, all he could do was remain silent.

He could no longer influence the matters outside.

Throughout the meal, he remained silent, as was usual for him.

However, his unease and distraction could not escape the sharp eyes of Long Tianliu.

After the dinner was finished, Long Tianliu suddenly asked, "Would you like me to stay and keep you company, Wuya?"

Feng Wuya was taken aback, knowing her words definitely had another meaning.

But he was not at all adept at deciphering others’ thoughts; though he had lived in the palace for many years, he had never participated in the Imperial Family’s schemes and power struggles.

He had no place in a battle of wits with the Empress.

Feng Wuya put down his cup and finally said with a cold expression, "Please return to rest early, Your Majesty."

Long Tianliu’s movement of putting down her chopsticks was somewhat forceful.

She looked at Feng Wuya, those unfathomably deep eyes inscrutable, leaving others guessing what she was really thinking.

"Do you know that I truly like you?"

Feng Wuya did not speak, turned his face away, and did not look at her.

Long Tianliu continued, "Do you also know that to become Empress, I’ve done many terrible things in the past and killed many who harbored ill intentions towards me?"

"I was never meant for a long life; if Your Majesty likes it, you can take it."

Feng Wuya stood up, turning his back to her.

Given the circumstances, he had witnessed what happened with Fu Ning, and she must surely know as well.

Since it was so, why bother pretending? He was never adept at lying.

His heart was filled with urgency, for he had not been able to notify Fu Long that the plan had changed.

This night, the guards in the Imperial Palace would probably be even more strict than usual.

It might not be easy for Long Ziyue and the betrothed Prince to leave together.

He wondered if there would be any danger to Fu Long and the others.

"Heh," Long Tianliu also stood up and finally gave him a deep glance.

"You are indeed the most unique man I’ve ever seen. It’s a pity, such a pity."

After repeating "pity" twice, she turned and walked away.

...Indeed, there was an unusual stir in the Imperial Palace tonight.

Long Ziyue had escaped.

"Your Majesty, the betrothed Prince..."

The face of the official from Anshang Palace was grim, and he spoke softly, "To assist Commandery Princess Pingyue in leaving, the betrothed Prince... is dead."

Originally, it would have been possible to capture all those involved, but unexpectedly, the betrothed Prince, to facilitate Long Ziyue’s escape, went so far as to sacrifice his own life.

The official from Anshang Palace clenched his palm tightly, "They have been in Longteng Country for less than ten days and have managed to manipulate everything within the palace! Your Majesty, these people cannot be underestimated!"

Long Tianliu, sitting behind her desk, remained silent and composed.

The official from Anshang Palace continued, "Your Majesty, it was Prince Xiaoyao who colluded with them from within and without. This man cannot be left alive!"

"All his pressure points have been sealed by me, what can he do?"

"The Grand Princess has not been in the mood to deal with the people from the betrothed Prince’s Residence these last few days. If not for this, their people would not have been so arrogant, moving troops to join forces with Long Ziyue," she said.

"Your Majesty!" the official from Anshang Palace looked at her earnestly, "You and the Grand Princess have been estranged by Feng Wuya these days! Otherwise, if the Grand Princess had been watching over the people from the Prince’s Residence, how could Long Ziyue have successfully returned?"

All of this was because of Feng Wuya.

Although it seemed like he had done nothing, he was the one who had destroyed the trust between the Empress and the Grand Princess.

The damage he had done was already significant!

"Your Majesty, as long as this man lives, you and the Grand Princess will never truly reconcile! Your Majesty, you are in need of loyal subjects now, and must not have any rift with the Grand Princess!"

The official from Anshang Palace knelt down, both anxious and angry.

In the end, he spoke devoutly, "Your Majesty, please grant the order to execute Prince Xiaoyao! With his death, the Grand Princess will lose heart. She is a smart woman and will return to your side."

Long Tianliu’s fingers gripping the pen tightened slowly.

The official from Anshang Palace continued to plead, "Indecision will cause chaos in the heart! Your Majesty, please issue the order to execute Prince Xiaoyao!"

Feng Wuya, merely a powerless and idle Prince Xiaoyao, even if he died in Longteng Country, the Beiming Monarch might be angry but would not truly wage war over a useless prince.

But if Feng Wuya were left alive, the Grand Princess and Your Majesty could never truly reconcile.

A bane of a handsome face, Feng Wuya must die!

The silence in the sleeping palace was indescribable.

After an unknown period, suddenly, with a snap, the pen in Long Tianliu’s hand was broken forcefully.

She said indifferently, "Then... grant him poisoned wine."