Chapter 682 - Lonely Grave

682 Lonely Grave

Su Muwei looked back at Red Wolf. “Where’s His Highness?”

Red Wolf was dazed. He didn’t know why the crown prince wasn’t in his room.

He had thought that he would disturb him, so he didn’t dare go in.

He had seen the crown prince enter the room yesterday.

Did he go out in the middle of the night?

Then why didn’t he tell Red Wolf?

“I’m asking you. Where is His Highness?” Su Muwei wasn’t worried about Lu Fenying’s safety at all. His cultivation was high, and they were in the crown prince’s residence. There was definitely nobody with the ability to abduct him secretly.

The only possibility was that he had left on his own.

And wherever he went definitely had to do with his low mood over Mo Qian’er’s death.

“I... I don’t know, but the crown prince shouldn’t be in danger.” Red Wolf comforted her.

If the crown prince hadn’t told even him, it meant that he didn’t want to be followed, and wanted to be left alone.

“Then go find him! His Highness already went crazy once. Who knows if anything will happen to him again,” Su Muwei growled.

“The crown prince should be alright.” Red Wolf was worried.

He really didn’t recognize the current crown prince anymore. He was doing the same things over and over again, as if he couldn’t get over Mo Qian’er’s death.

“Where is Mo Qian’er buried? Go look there.” Su Muwei put the food box on the table and ran out of the room toward the plum blossoms.

Red Wolf followed and gave the order to the guards in the yard. “The crown prince is missing. Go look for him among the plum blossoms.”

With that, he chased after Su Muwei and ran to where Mo Qian’er was buried yesterday.

The plum blossoms were blooming, and the branches were laden with snow. The red flowers were beautiful.

Even though it was just burying Mo Qian’er, Red Wolf had mulled over it for a long while last night, and found the spot with the most abundant blooms.

He headed straight for the grave mound, which was half the height of a man. A tall and thin man was standing in front of it. He was only wearing a thin white robe, and had fine black hair that fell to his waist and swayed gently in the breeze.

His head and body were covered in snow. He stood ramrod straight as he gazed unwaveringly at the grave.

She had been buried in a hurry yesterday, and the grave mound was bare; there wasn’t even a gravestone.

The truth was that Red Wolf didn’t know how to set up the gravestone at all. Mo Qian’er was just a slave, and the crown prince didn’t give her an identity, nor would he.

She couldn’t even be conferred the title of a minor concubine.

What should the gravestone read? Mo Qian’er?

That would be absurd. Who would set up a stone tablet for a female slave?

“Your Highness...” Red Wolf ran over and covered him with his cloak.

When Su Muwei saw Lu Fenying standing in front of the grave, malice filled her eyes. Sure enough, he was here.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

She clenched her fists. A woman’s intuition was always right. Mo Qian’er that b*itch had indeed captured Lu Fenying’s soul.

It was a good thing she was dead.

She probably would never appear again in this lifetime.

“Your Highness...” Su Muwei ran over and grabbed his arm. “Your Highness, why are you here? I couldn’t find you when I went to look for you. I thought something happened to you.”

Lu Fenying rubbed her head. “I’m in my own residence. Who would dare harm me? It’s snowing heavily. Go back.”

“I’m not going back. I’ll be wherever Your Highness is. Miss Qian’er died because of me. I should light some incense for her.” Su Muwei said to Red Wolf, “Red Guard, we can’t leave this grave bare. The offerings should be set up.”