Huangfu Jing can die, Huangfu Chi can also die, but Huangfu Wei must not die!

Now that Huangfu Wei has suddenly disappeared, his life or death is unknown. He feels as if his whole heart has been emptied, even his steps are light and ungrounded. He angrily declared, "When did my dignified Crown Prince Mansion become a place where assassins can come and go as they please? This is the Capital City, under the Emperor’s rule, how could we allow villainous scum to act lawlessly? Swiftly report to the Capital Governor, and call the Capital Guard Commander to me! These idlers, neglecting their duties! It’s fine if Wei’er is unharmed, but if anything happens, I will have their heads brought to me!"

The people of the Crown Prince Mansion hurried to carry out the orders.

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Chi’s eyes, originally violent from pain, darkened.

He has been beaten to this extent. Although his father felt pity, he said nothing. Why is it that the moment Old Nine disappeared, his father became anxious? Reporting to the Capital Governor, seeking the Capital Guard.

He suffered such serious injuries; isn’t this reason enough to report to the Capital Governor?

It seems, in his father’s heart, truly only Old Nine is the most important!

The Crown Prince, at this moment, couldn’t care less about what Huangfu Chi was thinking. He hurriedly rushed to Meilan Pavilion.

A living person suddenly disappeared; he must have left behind some clues.

This is his Crown Prince Mansion, his mansion is clean, even if someone with ill intentions planted their people in here, they couldn’t have the prowess to make someone vanish without a trace.

At Meilan Pavilion, as the Crown Prince stepped into the courtyard, the servants all knelt, their faces ashen.

They knew if anything happened to the Ninth Young Master, they could all forget about surviving. Even if the Ninth Young Master was found, they might not escape death.

The Crown Prince quickly walked to the place where the steward said Huangfu Wei disappeared. Indeed, he saw several drops of blood there. Thinking that this blood came from his most beloved son, and not knowing if his precious son was dead or alive, the Crown Prince was extremely anxious!

He was about to loudly order these useless things to be dragged out and sold off when suddenly a fierce wind howled. The Crown Prince, with his decent skills, dodged to the side, and right beside where he had been standing, a small arrow was fixed into a small tree beside him, the tree no thicker than a child’s arm, the arrow precisely inserted in the middle, perfectly aligned.

The guard beside the Crown Prince immediately shouted: "Assassin, protect the Crown Prince!"

A stir of chaos ensued.

The Crown Prince was also quite frightened.

In broad daylight, inside the Crown Prince Mansion, he was almost shot by a cold arrow. Recalling how close he just was to death, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yet, after the guards were in a fit of chaos, there was nothing but the sound of the wind, the sun was bright, and they couldn’t see a single shadow.

Someone focused their gaze on the arrow and found there was something on the arrowhead. Someone immediately retrieved it, finding a small piece of paper with three words on it, written in blood: "Does it hurt?"

Who is it? Who?

Seeing these three words, the Crown Prince was furious, recalling the letter on Huangfu Chi’s chest and these three words, all seemingly pointing to one thing: the other party is avenging a slain son!

He originally thought for sure it was Old Fifth’s doing, but now he wasn’t so sure. He killed quite a few people, and weren’t they all someone’s son?

Being in a position under threat himself, yet not knowing who his enemy is, for the Crown Prince, this was torture.

Watching the guards busily searching everywhere for the assassin, ultimately ending up with nothing, the Crown Prince’s worry was no longer about his son, but about his own safety.

He decided to wait for the Capital Governor to arrive, to carefully discuss strategies. However, despite anxiously waiting for a long time, the Capital Governor could not be reached. The people who went to report said too many incidents occurred in the capital last night, fires in several places, and various other matters. The Capital Governor had left early in the morning and hadn’t returned. The Capital Guard was also tightly patrolling, and he simply couldn’t find them.

Fires and various incidents, all the losses affected the Crown Prince Mansion, all damages to the Crown Prince’s not-so-public enterprises. The Crown Prince felt a sweetness in his throat, eventually spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Cheng Prince Mansion.

Yesterday, after leaving the residence where he was recuperating, Huangfu Jingchen, through disguise, reached Cheng Prince Mansion without attracting much attention. However, he did not go through the main entrance, entering through the side door was less conspicuous.

At that time, the atmosphere in Cheng Prince Mansion was mournful. The newly bought servants had no sense of belonging to the mansion, which was dismissible, but Housekeeper Chen, along with several stewards and a few family members who came over from Yunzhou City Prince Mansion, were all very familiar with Huangfu Jingchen, with Housekeeper Chen watching him grow up.

They were sent by the Princess to look after the Princely Heir, but the Heir was harmed by someone, leaving him unrecognizable.

When the news from the Imperial Palace reached Cheng Prince Mansion, they first went to recover the Heir’s remains. The remains, still dressed in the Heir’s outer clothes, were charred black, yet they still respectfully brought them back, setting up a mourning hall in the mansion.

Those who came to offer condolences did so a few days ago.

These mourners weren’t particularly close to Huangfu Jingchen; aside from Gu Hanmo, the dean of Wenbo Academy, and the Cheng Prince and his son, most were simply sent to go through the motions, fearing that the Cheng Prince would seek retribution when he returned to the Capital.

Housekeeper Chen was in charge of all funeral arrangements, hosting according to custom!

In addition to offering incense and prayers, they were also urgently discussing plans.

The Heir’s death must be avenged; only after revenge would they proceed with the Heir’s burial!

It was already the seventh day, supposedly the night when the Heir’s spirit would return. Housekeeper Chen led everyone in keeping vigil inside the mourning hall. They planned to go to the Crown Prince Mansion after dark. The targets were two: Huangfu Chi or Huangfu Wei.

Huangfu Chi is currently the primary son in line inside the Crown Prince Mansion, while Huangfu Wei is the legitimate son of the Crown Prince. Losing either of these two would surely cause the Crown Prince the same deep anguish!

It’s not out of maliciousness taking out anger on the innocent, being the sons of Huangfu Hanyu, none can be innocent!

Speaking of innocence, their Heir was truly innocent!

Earlier, the comings and goings inconvenienced things, which was one reason they haven’t acted yet.

The atmosphere inside the mourning hall was heavy!

Housekeeper Chen took three sticks of incense, lit them, and bowed before the coffin, praying softly, "Heir, we know you left unjustly, today we will avenge you!"

"How do you plan to avenge?" As he finished speaking, a voice asked from the door.

Housekeeper Chen instinctively turned around, and everyone looked over. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

At the door, a youth in simple attire, striding in boldly!

"Heir!" Housekeeper Chen exclaimed in shock, "Is it really you? We are incompetent, coming to trouble you on the night of your spirit’s return! Rest assured, the Crown Prince who took your life, we will claim the life of the Crown Prince’s son to accompany you!"

With that, he clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

In the entire mourning hall, those keeping vigil were nearly all from Yunzhou City Prince Mansion, led by Uncle Chen, they too clasped their fists and bowed! Their eyes were filled with both respect and fear, along with excitement and a sense of shame!