Chapter 10: Holding Her Husband Tight

North King’s Mansion, Zhao Consort’s Lan Yuan.

“Xie Lingxi is a piece of mud that can’t be supported by the wall, yet the old hag is determined to let this mud inherit the throne. How biased is this!” Zhao Consort was filled with resentment.

Madam Qiao thought to herself, he is the legitimate son, your son is a concubine-born son. There is a distinction between legitimate and concubine-born. The Old Dowager’s actions can’t be considered biased.

It’s what the legitimate son deserves.

But she also wanted her husband to inherit the throne and be the mistress of the North King’s Mansion, so she just nodded in agreement.

“This Jiang Rong is just an orphan from a fallen Earl’s mansion, a yellow-haired girl who hasn’t even grown up. The old hag wants to hand over the North King’s Mansion’s property to her? Why? This old hag is blind!” The more Zhao Consort spoke, the angrier she became, her face darkening:

“I will never allow Jiang Rong to snatch the mansion’s property. Yingying, go and deal with her.”

Yingying was Madam Qiao’s given name.

Madam Qiao smiled and said, “Mother-in-law, don’t worry. Now there are people who want to drive Jiang Rong away more than we do. The cousin from the Chen family has always regarded the Crown Princess as her possession. She never expected a cousin-in-law to suddenly appear out of nowhere. She won’t give up easily.”

“Your daughter-in-law only needs to fan the flames, and Chen Caiwei will get rid of Jiang Rong for us. By then, no one will be able to trace it back to us.”

Zhao Consort sneered, “Chen Caiwei, that fool, is a good knife… What you said is true. I was a bit too anxious…”

…

In the Inkstone Study.

“My lord, spare my life! I’ve confessed everything I know!”

“Who I was connected with, I really don’t know. It was all done through tokens and passwords.”

“I’ve been on the run from the organization for over ten years! Back then, the Northern Frontier was defeated, Crown Prince Wenzhao died in battle, and the matter was too big. I was scared, I ran… I haven’t been able to contact the organization for a long time, and I don’t dare to contact them… I really don’t know where they are…”

The man, bleeding profusely, knelt on the ground, his voice hoarse, kowtowing as he spoke, trembling all over.

And the white-robed young master sitting in the main seat just looked at him expressionlessly.

“Young Master, after three days of interrogation, this spy has indeed defected from the Shadow for over ten years. He has confessed everything he knows.”

Shadow.

A spy organization hidden in the Northern Frontier.

Nineteen years ago, they betrayed the military intelligence of the Northern Region, directly leading to the major defeat of the Northern Frontier. At that time, Crown Prince Wenzhao, who personally led the campaign, died in battle, the old King of the Xie family died in battle, and the one hundred thousand Xie family army was completely annihilated…

No one survived.

“My lord, I’ve really confessed everything! Please spare my life!” The man kowtowed and begged for mercy.

He was chosen to be a spy, so his mouth must be tough enough.

But his mouth was pried open by force. He only felt that the people who captured him were more terrifying than ghosts!

“Heh,” Xie Lingxi let out a light laugh, but the smile was cold and piercing, “Of course I won’t let you die. Do you even deserve to die? Jing Zhe, let him continue to live in hell.”

The man instantly reacted. The endless torture before was indeed a living hell. He hurriedly begged for mercy:

“Please kill me… Please kill me…”

Jing Zhe stepped forward, gagged the man, and stuffed him back into the box. Two dark guards lifted the box and walked out. Several maids skillfully stepped forward to clean up the bloodstains…

Xiao Nanxing stood silently to the side, not daring to speak.

Whenever someone related to the Shadow was found, the Young Master would become very terrifying.

No one dared to disturb him at this time.

“Young Master, the Crown Princess requests an audience,” Jing Zhe came to report.

Xiao Nanxing immediately said, “Didn’t you see there’s blood all over the ground? Let the Crown Princess go back first.”

“No, let her come in now,” Xie Lingxi suddenly spoke, his eyes cold, gloomy, and fierce.

…

Jiang Rong was led in by Jing Zhe.

Two dark guards came out from inside with a box, brushing past her.

Jiang Rong smelled the pungent scent of blood, a smell that even the box lid couldn’t conceal.

Her gaze couldn’t help but linger slightly on that strange large box. What was inside?

As soon as she stepped inside the study, Jiang Rong was stunned.

Maids were kneeling on the ground cleaning up large patches of blood. The room was filled with the strong smell of blood…

Xie Lingxi stood in front of the window, quietly looking at her. His cold eyes stared at her. He knew that under shock, a person would instinctively reveal their true reaction.

He wanted to see her appearance as she fled in panic, scared by him, and expose her pretense.

But before he could even speak to intimidate her…

“Xie Lingxi! Are you injured? Where are you injured?” Jiang Rong rushed over like a whirlwind, stopping just as she bumped into him, and hurriedly began to pull at his clothes.

“I’m not injured,” Xie Lingxi had no time to play along with her at this moment. He grabbed Jiang Rong’s hand and stared at her coldly:

“I just killed someone. This blood is someone else’s.”

“Ah?” Jiang Rong’s eyes widened.

“This Crown Prince is a profligate who commits all sorts of evil, killing for fun…”

Before he could finish speaking, the young girl steadily bumped into his arms, holding him tightly, her voice full of relief, “You scared me to death, I thought you were injured.”

Xie Lingxi was stiff for a moment. I killed someone, did you hear?

“The person my husband wants to kill must be someone who deserves to die!” The young girl looked up at him from his embrace, her bright eyes like vast stars:

“My husband is a hero of unparalleled might, the person I love the most! He’s not a bad person.”

Xie Lingxi, before I died, I thought, in this life, I never trusted you once, and only faced you with swords drawn.

If there is a next life, I want to tell you, you are my hero of unparalleled might, my glory, my pride, my, beloved.