The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 303: Cannot Let the Son Go on His Way Alone

Chapter 303: Cannot Let the Son Go on His Way Alone

Capital.

Qing Feng returned to the Capital and on the first day, he sealed off the Duke of Jin’s residence with the Black Armor Guard. As expected, Duke of Jin had long fled without a trace. Unperturbed, Qing Feng instructed the Surveillance Court to investigate the noble families allied with Duke of Jin. The next day, he marched through the city with the Black Armor Guard, beating drums and announcing to the entire populace that Duke of Jin had poisoned and plotted against the Emperor, as well as attempted to assassinate the Prince and Princess—a heinous crime indeed.

Unable to capture Duke of Jin, Qing Feng intended to make his son bear the blame instead.

Upon hearing this, the people were astonished, "Wasn’t Noble Jin Prince already dead? How can he bear the blame?"

Qing Feng chuckled, "It’s simple—dig him up and whip the corpse. Since Prince Yu’s whereabouts are still unknown and the Emperor has already shown mercy, there’s no decree of exterminating nine generations."

The people, outraged by Ye Siheng’s uncertain fate, supported the call, shouting, "Yes! He should be dug up and whipped!"

Father’s debts must be paid by the son; there was nothing inappropriate about it.

Qing Feng nodded without saying much and led his men out of the city.

Duke of Jin had chosen a feng shui auspicious burial site for Noble Jin Prince, guarded by servants who cleaned the grave daily.

Unfortunately, the soul of Noble Jin Prince was no longer present; however well he was buried, it was all in vain.

Qing Feng’s eyes swept coldly over the tombstone, hummed softly, and ordered, "Dig!"

The Black Armor Guard responded in unison, several of them stepping forward with shovels.

But just then, there was movement from behind.

Duke of Jin arrived hastily with a group of dead warriors.

He gasped for breath and only relaxed when he saw his son’s grave untouched.

Qing Feng smirked, "Duke of Jin, you have indeed come. Ah no, His Majesty has already decreed to strip you of your title and confiscate your property. Now you should be called Liang Zhen."

Liang Zhen’s face stiffened, fists clenched tightly.

He knew Qing Feng had forced him out, but how could he endure seeing his son dug up and whipped?

"Title and property... Hah, my only son is gone. Do you think I still care? What I regret is not killing Chu Nanli, not destroying the entire Chu family!"

Qing Feng was also enraged, "At this point, you still want to blame others. If you had taught your son properly, would he have fallen victim to evil spirits and lost his life at such a young age? The mastermind behind your son’s death is none other than yourself!"

Liang Zhen seemed to go mad, his eyes wide, "Shut up! It wasn’t me! I loved him the most. Even if I have to risk my life, I won’t let you disturb my son’s peace!"

Qing Feng rolled his eyes. These words had been said by both him and the Princess, but Liang Zhen still couldn’t grasp them, refusing to reflect.

With such a father, it was no wonder Noble Jin Prince met such an end.

Qing Feng didn’t bother wasting words anymore, "Liang Zhen, I’m not so unscrupulous. But you have committed several serious crimes, and I must bring you back to the Capital for interrogation."

Seeing Qing Feng had no intention of digging the grave, Liang Zhen’s tense heart finally relaxed.

He closed his eyes and murmured, "What a pity..."

He had been planning since the beginning of the year, making poisoned ice and bribing people inside and outside the palace. Unexpectedly, he had failed at the last moment.

The Night clan of Mu Nation truly had profound luck, repeatedly escaping major disasters.

Seeing Liang Zhen had no intention of fighting to the death, Qing Feng waved his hand, ordering the Black Armor Guard to seize him immediately.

The dead warriors stared at Liang Zhen.

They were swords yet to be drawn, and he had already given up like this?

Liang Zhen suddenly chuckled strangely, his smile eerie, "I haven’t lost yet, I haven’t lost!"

Qing Feng sensed something was wrong, "Liang Zhen, what are you up to? Do you still have some trick up your sleeve?!"

"Hahaha, haven’t you forgotten? I earned this title through my own hard work, not by relying on my family’s influence. How could I not have a trick up my sleeve?" Liang Zhen’s smile deepened, "Let me advise you, if you want to stay alive, don’t return to the Capital at this moment."

Qing Feng subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Capital. But he couldn’t discern anything. Shocked and angry, he took a step forward, sword drawn and pointed at Liang Zhen’s neck.

"What exactly are you planning?!"

Liang Zhen showed no fear of the sword coming down on him; instead, he was ecstatic, "My son is dead. How could I let him go on his way alone? I want the people of the Capital to accompany my son on his journey!"

He had finally produced this small amount of blood, naturally he wanted to cherish it in his palm.

"You’re completely mad. Aren’t your clan members still in the Capital?" Qing Feng asked angrily.

"What do they have to do with me? My son is dead, and they all covet my title and wealth!" Liang Zhen’s eyes turned red, "Not only that, they’re secretly celebrating, saying I have no heir to mourn me!"

Therefore, none of them should escape!

They all have to die!

Qing Feng kicked Liang Zhen down and sheathed his sword, saying, "Arrest them all and return to the Capital immediately!"

The Prince and Princess were not in the Capital. As the steward of the palace, the most trusted guards of the Prince should step forward at this time to stabilize the situation.

Liang Zhen just kept laughing.

His last move would definitely work.

Even if Nanli was in the Capital, he couldn’t stop it!

Qing Feng immediately rushed back to the Capital with a part of the Black Armor Guard.

Qing Feng became more and more anxious. Before reaching the city gate, he saw a large number of panicked people fleeing from the city.

They were naturally affected by the shock of the team. It was not easy to avoid being dispersed by the people, let alone to enter the city.

He grabbed a civilian and asked, "What exactly happened in the city?"

The civilian was extremely frightened, trembling, "Many people have gone mad and are biting others!"

Qing Feng furrowed his brows tightly.

With refugees fleeing the city, there were certainly also killers chasing them.

There were beggars in rags.

They had lost their reason, like bloodthirsty beasts, pouncing on people and gnawing at their necks, not elsewhere.

Several bites, and the wounds on the necks of the people rushed with blood.

The beggars swarmed up, sucking the blood from the neck of a civilian, and gnawing at his flesh.

Many people saw this scene, scared pale, constantly vomiting.

Soon, only a skeleton remained.

The beggars, their mouths full of blood, looked around, and the meaning was very clear, that is, to find other prey.

"Run! What are you waiting for? Are you not afraid of death?"

Someone shouted, awakening the people at the city gate, quickly pulling their legs to run, fearing that they would be knocked down and gnawed into skeletons.

The scene was chaotic.

A man pulled a little girl, too many people, father and daughter were squeezed out.

The little girl was small and walked slowly.

Someone cursed and pushed her away with one hand, and she fell to the ground, scraping her flesh and blood.

She looked back and saw the terrifying beggars about to pounce on her, scared and crying out loud.

The man also forgot to escape for his life, ran back to embrace his daughter in his arms, and protected her tightly.