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Xiao Jinfeng stared at Chu Shirou who was on the bed. As long as she said the word 'Don't go', even if his head dropped, he wouldn't go and pay respects, nor marry the Third Princess. However, when Housekeeper Zhou forcefully pulled Xiao Jinfeng out of the room, Chu Shirou still didn't open her eyes!

Chu Shirou still had not opened her eyes even when she felt the sound of footsteps slowly getting further and further away. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and formed a string of crystalline pearls.

No matter how unfavoured they were, even if Duan Chen did not accept Duan Muyan's kowtow, for face, this unpopular wedding was still exceptionally grand. The entire capital was decorated with lanterns and decorations, everywhere the palanquins went, the ceremonies blossomed and gongs and drums rang in the sky, the tide of people followed the speed of the wedding. They all wanted to take a look at the Mo Dynasty's Third Princess's appearance, it was said in the market, the Mo Dynasty's Third Princess was as beautiful as a fairy, and now they all wanted to try their luck!

Inside the bridal sedan, Duan Muyan carefully wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. If she used too much makeup on, it would be disrespectful, so she definitely would not make the slightest mistake! Her cherry lips curved in a beautiful way, and she could only smile at the pain in her heart.

Although she had known Xiao Yuxuan for a long time, Duan Muyan had never seen his brother and had only occasionally heard a few words about him, it was mentioned once that he already had a Chief Consort, that they were a loving couple, that they respected each other as a friend and fought bravely, and that they were called 'battlefield legend', Duan Muyan knew almost nothing about him!

However, how could she not know how awkward her identity was? To Xiao Jinfeng, his heart was only filled with Chief Consort, so she naturally would not mind at all, but she did care about how she had to face Xiao Yuxuan, who had fallen in love with her for so long. Since he would have to call her sister-in-law, she was afraid that she would not be able to resist hugging him and crying in his arms.

In Tingyi Pavilion, Duan Jingyang frowned, his hair seemed to have exploded, both of his hands were massaging his forehead, and the moment he opened his eyes, a powerful ray of light pierced through the window, causing his already itchy eyes to subconsciously shut tightly!

As he sat on the bed, Duan Jingyang slowly recalled what happened last night. He had made Mu Yan lose consciousness and then told Xiao Yuxuan to abduct Mu Yan, but before he left, he did not even glance at his own sister. After that, he returned to the Tingyi Pavilion and drank a lot of wine because he knew that if the matter were to be exposed, the royal father would definitely punish him.

Looking at the hour, the people from royal father should have arrived by now? How could there be no movement? Just as Duan Jingyang was suspicious, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside. It should be the people from the royal father, Duan Jingyang thought, so he sat down on the bed calmly, at most, he would just die!

Unexpectedly, the person who ran in was Xue'er, the servant girl who was standing beside concubine mother.

"First Prince... Quickly go and see the Empress … She is fast... It's almost time for her to die … First Prince... "Go quickly …" Xue'er burst into tears, her eyes were red and swollen.

"What?!" Duan Jingyang's body froze as if someone had ripped his heart apart. In the next moment, Duan Jingyang ran towards the Pear Pavilion with all his might as tears streamed down his face. concubine mother … Wait for me.

"concubine mother …" On the bed, Ling Ziyan's hollow eyes revealed a lingering look. But when she heard the voice, his blurry eyes turned to look at the kneeling Duan Jingyang.

Ling Ziyan reached out her withered hand and placed it lightly on Duan Jingyang's palm.

"Jing Yang …" You're here... What about Mu Yan … She probably went to play with Yuxuan again … Jing Yang... Your little sister is still young … You don't know anything... You have to take good care of her for concubine mother … There's more … What did the Han Lin Courtyard teach yesterday? "Read it to concubine mother …"

Hearing Ling Ziyan's words, Duan Jingyang could no longer suppress the pain in his heart and started crying loudly.

"concubine mother... Don't worry! I will take care of Mu Yan! I won't let anyone bully her … concubine mother... " Perhaps it was because of Duan Jingyang's crying, but Ling Ziyan seemed to suddenly wake up. She did not have any strength, she tightly held onto Duan Jingyang's hand, and her pale lips struggled to open her mouth.

"Jing Yang …" concubine mother has let down Mu Yan, we have let down you … Why! Why did the heavens do this to me! What did I do wrong... Sorry... "Sorry …" The tears that were surging like a flood overflowed crazily from Ling Ziyan's eyes. It was only at the last moment that she realized, so all these years, she had been unwilling! She hated him!

"concubine mother... "Don't worry, I won't let Mu Yan suffer any grievances …" Looking at concubine mother's miserable wailing, Duan Jingyang suddenly hated him! He hated his royal father! He was the one who forced the concubine mother to such an extent! Hated the entire palace!

"Duan Chen! You sure are vicious … Why are you unwilling to drink Mu Yan's tea … Duan Chen!... You are not worthy to be Mu Yan's father! You deserve to die! I, Ling Ziyan, will curse you to a miserable death! Mu Yan … "My Mu Yan …" After shedding the last tear, her unfocused eyes closed powerlessly. Carrying a belly full of resentment and curses, Ling Ziyan passed away.

Mufei …" What did you say... Filial Tea... No, I've already... Mufei … Don't scare me, Mufei … "Ahh!" An extremely sorrowful cry sounded out from the Jade Pear Palace. Duan Jingyang's entire body trembled as a bone chilling sadness spread out from the bottom of his feet! The anger hidden in his heart all burst out like a flash flood!

"Empress …" "Esteemed Empress …" When Xue'er ran in, Ling Ziyan had already passed away! Hearing Xue'er's voice, Duan Jingyang rushed in front of her and held onto her shoulders tightly.

"Tell me! Had Mu Yan ever gone to the Bili palace to drink filial tea?! Is she married or not?! " His dark eyes were filled with deep hatred!

"First Prince …" Xue'er looked at Duan Jingyang in fear, her entire body shaking so hard that it was about to shatter!

"Tell me!"

"Yes …" Third Princess follows etiquette to Bili palace in the morning to drink the filial tea … " Her trembling voice was like a thunder from a clear sky as it struck on Duan Jingyang's head!

Xue'er's words were like a lightning striking on Duan Jingyang's body. That kind of shock made Duan Jingyang's heart stop abruptly, and a suffocating feeling filled his entire body!

"First Prince... First Prince, please don't let anything happen to you … " Xue'er saw that Duan Jingyang's face was abnormal, and anxiously pulled on Duan Jingyang's sleeves! Duan Jingyang, who had been pulled back by Xue'er, stood up and dashed out of the palace! Mu Yan … Don't Marry... Don't marry... concubine mother is dead. Do you know... Mu Yan … concubine mother's greatest wish is your happiness … Don't marry Mu Yan.

The autumn wind blew, sweeping past the leaves, the desolate scene in front of Xiao Yuxuan had a different feeling to it, the tracks of the wheels were all buried under the leaves.