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  "Fourth Miss is kneeling outside, asking Master to let her see Madame for a moment." The guard at the door knelt down and said softly that Fourth Miss had already become an imperial concubine, kneeling at the gate. These guards couldn't bear this kind of kneeling, so they could only come to see Master and ask him to handle it.

  Murong Qingliang's voice was cold as ice: "I, Murong Qingliang, do not have such a daughter. Tell her to return to her Warm Jade Pavilion! Inform her that from now on, there will be no more father-daughter relationship. Let...her...get out!" After finishing speaking, Murong Qingliang spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted beside the corpse of his wife.

  The crowd exclaimed and rushed forward, hastily collecting the scattered items. Mu Rong Xuan's heart was filled with hatred, wishing she could have personally sent Mu Rong Xue to her death at that very moment. If only she hadn't underestimated this little sister back then, perhaps there wouldn't be today's situation, which had harmed Third Sister, Mother, and the entire Mu Rong Manor.

  Hearing the sound of crying coming from inside the mansion, Murong Xue's eyes turned black and she fainted to the ground, unconscious. Rui Xi hastily called for someone to come and help, her eyes fixed on the main gate of the Wang mansion, filled with sorrow.

  Murong Qing woke up slowly and looked at the several children in front of her bed, each with tearful eyes and a sorrowful expression.

  "Don't cry." Murong Qingliang raised his voice, his dignity undiminished. "Don't let your mother leave with a worried heart. Xuan'er, Feng'er, you two go back to the palace first, and let your brother handle the aftermath here. Yu'er, you also go back, Wu Meng will be leaving for the border in a few days, spend more time with him."

  "Father." Murong Xuan gazed at Murong Qingliang with tearful eyes, choking back words. "I want to stay and accompany Mother."

  "Alright." Murong Qingliang sighed, "Let's go back. Your younger sister has caused such a scandal, and your mother left in such an unclear manner. As the father, I don't want to make a big fuss about the funeral, I just want to let your mother leave quietly. Someone, close the door and bid farewell to the guests, don't spread any rumors, just hope that your mother can have a smooth journey. Let's all go back."

  Murong Feng saw anger and hatred in Murong Qingliang's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He feared that this matter would eventually lead to trouble, and with his power, it was inevitable that the imperial court would be affected. It was no wonder, having lost his beloved daughter and compensated for his wife, how could he swallow his resentment?

  Murong Xuan and Murong Feng walked out of the palace gate, only to see Murong Xue surrounded by a crowd of people, with the eunuchs from the palace in a state of panic.

  "It serves you right!" Murong Xuan's eyes didn't even lift as she stiffly walked past the crowd.

  Murong Feng let out a soft sigh. Actually, Murong Xue was not to be blamed for much, she had just fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have, and became the laughing stock of everyone. Now, all he could do was hold on tight, hoping that the Emperor wouldn't disappoint her.

  Back at the Fourth Prince's residence, Murong Feng felt extremely tired. Although Mrs. Murong and she didn't have much of a blood relationship, just that she was her mother in body at this time, still, it pained her from the heart. Perhaps the body and soul were mixed together, there must be some entanglement between them after all.

  Just like many skills, not everything that Bai Min knows, Mu Rong Feng will know too, and then Bai Min will also learn them; while some thoughts are not what Mu Rong Feng can express, but Bai Min can express them, and then Mu Rong Feng will naturally express them as well.

  "Miss, take a rest." Chun Liu helped Mu Rong Feng sit down. The miss's pale face made her feel uncomfortable in her heart. Having lost her mother and with her husband accompanying other women in the brothel, how could she accept it?

  Yan Yu walked over, took a look at Murong Feng's appearance, and was very worried. She quietly found Wang Bao and instructed him to go to the Drunken Flower Building to invite the Fourth Prince back for a visit. Even if there was no emotional connection, his mother-in-law had passed away, he should show up to avoid people laughing at Murong Feng for being neglected.

  Murong Feng lay down on the bed, feeling extremely tired and sleepy, with a hint of fatigue, wanting to close his eyes for a while, vaguely hearing someone talking outside.

  "Yan Yu, it's not that I didn't try my best, but the Fourth Prince simply doesn't care about me." It was Wang Bao's voice, seemingly anxious to explain something. "I went to Zui Hua Lou and asked the Fourth Prince to return as you instructed, but he had his heart set on Yue Jiao and didn't even notice me. He just ordered me to return to the manor immediately so that nothing else would happen there, and didn't even give me a chance to speak. I had no choice but to hurry back."

  Yan Yu's voice sounded extremely angry, "Can't even handle such a small matter, it's a waste that Master has always treated you so well. Won't you tell the Fourth Prince that something happened to the Crown Princess? Now the Crown Princess is alone at home, without anyone to talk to or confide in. Can't just cry to us servants, no matter how bitter it is, she can only swallow it herself. If the Fourth Prince comes back, there will be someone to comfort her and help her make decisions. You really didn't do your job well, if the Fourth Prince doesn't let you speak, then you don't speak. But if something happens to the Crown Princess, you'll have to take responsibility. Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid the Crown Princess's body won't be able to withstand it. It's infuriating that the imperial physician in our manor also followed the Fourth Prince to the Drunken Flower Pavilion, how can they treat a courtesan as more precious than treasure? Which aspect of our Crown Princess is not better than that courtesan?! Truly infuriating!"

  Murong Feng's tears flowed out, this servant treated her better than Sima Rui, how could she possibly fall in love with such an unfeeling person. She hid her head in the pillow, Murong Feng secretly cried for the first time, this was her first heartbreak since coming to ancient times.

  Just as Yan Yu said, she really hopes to have someone by her side now, listening to her talk and alleviating the bitterness in her heart. However, should she really say this to these servants? No, although she is indeed not Murong Feng, everyone thinks she is Murong Feng, how can she hurt people from the Murong royal family? Thinking of Mrs. Murong who hanged herself, Murong Feng cannot bear it.

  At night, Murong Feng fell into a deep sleep. He hadn't eaten anything since last night and got up early to hurry to the Murong King's mansion. He spent the whole morning busy with Mrs. Murong's affairs, without even drinking a drop of water, and after returning to the mansion, he still didn't eat or drink anything.

  In the evening, Yan Yu had the kitchen cook some porridge and was preparing to send it over for Murong Feng to eat, but discovered that Murong Feng's breathing was unstable, his face was flushed, and his forehead was covered in sweat. When she touched his head, it felt scorching hot, and his voice had changed. She anxiously called out: "Chun Liu! Come quickly! The Crown Prince's consort has a burning headache!"

  Spring Willow rushed in, touched it, and indeed it was hot to the point of being scary, but seemed to be afraid of the cold as well. The whole person tightly hugged the quilt, slightly trembling, hands and feet were also hot to the point of being scary, and the body was even hotter.

  "Yanyu sister, what's going on?" Chunliu was frightened, the last time Miss fainted for three days and three nights left her with a lingering fear, "The imperial physician Lu has gone to Zuihuatang, what can be done at this late hour?"

  Yan Yu furrowed her brow, "It's so late, I'm afraid the situation with the Crown Prince's consort won't be too good either. With Lady Murong passing away, it's inevitable that everyone will be overcome with grief. For now - you keep an eye on Master, I'll go to Empress Dowager's place to ask for a physician to come over."

  Arriving at the Shangfu Palace, I saw that many of the candles in the palace had already gone out, so the Empress Dowager must have retired for the night. Yan Yu didn't care about that anymore, she found some familiar sisters who had stayed here before and begged them to help report her presence. Firstly, they were familiar with each other, secondly, everyone knew that the Empress Dowager had always doted on the Fourth Prince's consort, and now her younger sister was already the Emperor's beloved concubine. Moreover, no one wanted to offend the people of the Fourth Prince's mansion, so Yan Yu was able to report in smoothly.

  The empress dowager was old and had already retired for the night. When she heard that Yan Yu had arrived, and was crying bitterly, she immediately ordered her to be led directly into her chambers.