Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 725 - 724 Night, Passed

"Star River!"

Feng Wuya suddenly woke up.

In front of him, everything was bright.

He was sleeping in a clean and refreshing room, on a comfortable and soft big bed.

"Prince, have you awakened?" Tie Xin had just brought in some hot water and, seeing him awake, immediately set down the basin and approached.

"Prince, how are you feeling? Is your breathing smooth?"

"Where’s Star River?" Feng Wuya threw off the covers and sat up from the side of the bed.

Tie Xin paused, looked at him, and said nothing.

Seeing him act like this, Feng Wuya felt a chill in his heart, "Where are we now?"

He immediately wanted to leave the room.

Tie Xin hastily advised, "Prince, if you go out... you won’t be able to see Miss Long either."

"Why not?" He didn’t know that his question, full of trepidation, would be so anxiety-inducing.

What did it mean he couldn’t see Miss Long?

Now the sky was already fully bright, a whole night had passed. What exactly happened with everything that occurred last night?

"Tie Xin, speak!"

"Prince, it’s... it’s all right now." Tie Xin didn’t know how to explain and hesitated, uncertain how to speak.

"Tie Xin!"

"Wuya, why don’t you freshen up first?" Suddenly a deep voice came from the doorway.

The voice was somewhat hoarse, but still so familiar, so familiar that it made Feng Wuya’s whole body tense up, unable to suppress a shudder.

He looked at the woman standing at the door.

She was dressed in simple clothes, unlike any she had worn before: plain and simple, like the most ordinary of women.

That face... that face which once glowed with radiance and was well cared for, now seemed like that of a woman in her fifties.

Wrinkles were formed, indescribably aged.

And her once black hair had now turned into a patchy half-white.

Gray hairs were plentiful, showing signs of advanced age.

Feng Wuya felt a sourness in his heart.

Since the last time he left Beiming, he hadn’t seen her again. In just two months of absence, she... had aged even more than before.

"What’s the matter? Is my current appearance so ugly that you don’t recognize me?"

"Mother..." Feng Wuya called out hoarsely, his heart still aching deeply.

Murong Yu smiled faintly and said, "I’m no longer a person of the palace, nor am I any ’Imperial Concubine Yu’ anymore. Wuya, from now on, just call me Mother, shall you?"

Feng Wuya was still somewhat dumbfounded, seeing his mother here was unexpected.

"...Mother." But his heart was still preoccupied with the safety of Long Xinghe.

Murong Yu said, "You freshen up first. Afterward, when you come out, Mother will tell you about what happened last night."

Murong Yu turned and left, closing the room door behind her before she went.

Feng Wuya dared not delay. He quickly got himself ready and hurried out the door.

Outside, there was a peaceful and tranquil courtyard.

Murong Yu was sitting under the pavilion, her silhouette appearing very frail and aged.

By her side was the palace maid, Wen Ni, who had followed her for many years.

However, Feng Wuya was surprised to see two unexpected people outside the pavilion.

"Fu Ning?"

"I have seen the Prince!"

Fu Ning bowed, and after greeting him, explained, "Last night I arrived late to rescue you, please forgive me, Prince."

"Last night..."

"Yes, the troops that rushed to the inn last night weren’t assassins; they were the Nightshade Army given to my command by Prince Xuan."

Feng Wuya did not probe further, because what concerned him more was another matter.

But at that moment, Jiang Tao was standing beside Fu Ning and had yet to speak.

Feng Wuya’s heart was pounding, and as soon as he had seen her, he felt uneasy. Now, that unease had grown into tension.

"Star River... what exactly happened to her?"

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