Chapter 1517: 1512: The Crazy Woman's Child

Chapter 1517: Chapter 1512: The Crazy Woman’s Child

The man was wearing a luxurious moon-white robe, as splendid as the clear sky after rain, and emanated an indescribable air of nobility and elegance. Even amid the gloom of the Zen room’s vicinity, his distinguished aura set him apart from others.

Su Yingxue immediately felt that Chu Yihan’s positioning behind her was somewhat intentional.

She retracted her kicking motion and walked back to Chu Yihan’s side, “Aren’t you coming with me?”

Chu Yihan raised an eyebrow, “The princess of Beiling City, in terms of martial arts and medical skills, is no match for you. There’s no need for me to follow.”

His body wasn’t as strong as before, and Su Yingxue had warned him: he mustn’t engage in combat with anyone within a year, and no significant conflicts for three years.

Now, he could only slowly follow behind Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue inexplicably felt something was amiss. Ever since Chu Yihan had taken off the dragon robe and became an ordinary husband beside her, his imposing atmosphere had become less oppressive, yet inexplicably began to attract romantic troubles.

Along the way, how many women wished they could throw themselves at him.

He wasn’t like he used to be, helping her take revenge for her maternal grandmother and aunt. Could it be that without having met her yet, this Princess Beiling had already taken a fancy to him?

“What are you thinking about?”

Chu Yihan tapped her forehead.

Su Yingxue crossed her arms, “I feel that your attitude is strange. You’re neither outraged nor stopping me, it’s as if you want to watch a play unfold.”

“I did have that thought,” Chu Yihan replied, his eyes carrying a hint of gravity.

Just as Su Yingxue was about to get angry, he quickly took hold of her hand, “However, the play within the Great Wei Imperial Palace is not that delightful to watch. This woman, favored by Qin Muyan, has too many suspicious points about her.”

Su Yingxue’s heart sank, “But no matter what, cousin’s empress wouldn’t deceive us, would she? Where would she get the gall? If it wasn’t Princess Beiling who killed my maternal grandmother and aunt, how did they die? Cousin would definitely not allow the mother who raised him to be murdered without seeking revenge for her!”

Initially, she could see that although the aunt was not Qin Muyan’s birth mother, she had raised Qin Muyan like her own flesh and blood, loving him immensely, and Qin Muyan’s feelings for her were also very deep.

Now they both had perished…

“If Qin Muyan really had evidence, wouldn’t he put her to death?”

Chu Yihan squeezed Su Yingxue’s palm, his perspective as a man provided a more comprehensive view than Su Yingxue’s.

The rage in Su Yingxue’s heart was immediately suppressed by rationality.

She looked at Chu Yihan and said with pursed lips, “Shall we go in first then, to ask this woman?”

Chu Yihan’s eyes narrowed slightly, “I’m afraid it won’t be easy to get anything out of her.”

But he would still go with Su Yingxue to see, for the sake of the maternal grandmother and aunt who once loved her dearly, they owed them that much.

Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan walked together towards the Zen room. The doors of the inner courtyard were locked, but Su Yingxue managed to pry them open with a few silver needles. The desolation and dilapidation inside the courtyard, however, were beyond imagination.

The grounds were covered with withered, broken leaves. Since the place was against the light, even when the sky was slightly lit, not a sliver of light penetrated through, casting an utterly despairing gloom.

“Return my child, my child…”

The woman’s heart-wrenching cries tore through the air, causing Su Yingxue, who was also a mother, to tense up.

Before they could proceed any further, a woman burst out from inside as if she heard some noise. Her once exquisite long dress was now ragged and unrecognizable, and her hair was disheveled, marring her beautiful face with splotches of distress.

At the sight of Su Yingxue, she froze for a moment and then covered her mouth in surprise, “You… you… why is it you! How could you come here?”

“Do you know me?” Su Yingxue widened her eyes in confusion.

She had never been to Beiling City, not in her past life or her current one, and she had no connection whatsoever with the Princess of Beiling.

“Su Yingxue! It’s you… you too have come to wrong me! Are you here to harm my child too? Give me back my child!”

The woman lunged at her like a mad person, her words garbled and each cry seemed as if it was tearing from her very entrails.

Her emaciated hands reached out to strangle Su Yingxue, but they appeared so helpless that it made her seem pitiable rather than threatening.

Su Yingxue held her down, trying to speak with her, “Calm down a bit, I can help you, but I need to know the truth behind my maternal grandmother and aunt’s deaths!”

She didn’t want to hurt people without cause, but she had to know the truth.

However, the woman was completely intransigent, only sobbing, biting, and clawing at Su Yingxue’s dress, tearing it apart and chewing it viciously as if wishing to vent all her anger by shredding it to pieces.

Chu Yihan, upon seeing this, furrowed his brows and said, “There’s no point in asking her any more; she’s gone mad.”

Su Yingxue saw it too, and after administering a needle to the woman to temporarily calm her down, she moved her aside. With an unsettled heart, she thought, “In this state, she can’t possibly tell us the truth.”

No wonder Qin Muyan failed to find evidence to prove the cause of death for the grandmother and the aunt.

Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue continued their search in Guiyuan Temple, hoping to uncover some other clues. They wanted to inquire about the people who had been always serving by the side of the grandmother and the aunt, to learn about the woman’s usual temperament, and to see if they could find any leads.

Frustratingly, upon arrival at Guiyuan Temple, the grandmother and the aunt only had three attendants left, and all of them were dead.

Allegedly, poisoned by the madwoman.

A Little Novice Monk in Guiyuan Temple also told Su Yingxue, “That madwoman is not only malicious but also very cunning. The emperor ordered that her mother and child be well cared for, but she complained about the vegetarian meals from the temple, frequently smashing plates and bowls. No matter how much we sent, everything would be destroyed by her, and many of the volunteering women who handled the cleaning had been injured or driven off by her.”

“She’s that vicious? How does the emperor view her?” Su Yingxue asked further.

“The emperor…” The Little Novice Monk seemed hesitant, somewhat regretful for speaking too much, and quickly excused himself, pretending that he hadn’t finished his chores, but Chu Yihan stood in his way, asking, “Where is the child of that madwoman now?”

“With… with her own self; she never lets anyone touch him!”

After saying this, the Little Novice Monk swiftly left.

Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue exchanged glances, both sensing the most unsettling part, “The child isn’t with her.”

If he were, that woman wouldn’t have thrown herself at them so recklessly, demanding her child from them.

Su Yingxue took Chu Yihan towards the back mountain, “Let’s go see if her child is there.”

Chu Yihan accompanied her, and they searched the inner courtyard on the back mountain again. They still only found the non-aggressive madwoman, but there was no sign of the child, nor any sound of a child’s cries.

Su Yingxue had a nagging feeling that the woman’s madness might be linked to the disappearance of her child.

“Let’s check the mountain.”

Chu Yihan suddenly suggested.

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