Chapter 1586: Chapter 1593: The Death of Nangong Yu (4)
Ying Chun lowered her head and said, "The Princess has misunderstood our Madam. Our Madam has other words she wishes to convey to the Princess. Since the Princess does not wish to meet, this servant shall take her leave!" Saying this, she stood up and respectfully retreated outside.
"Wait!"
Nangong Yu said, "I’ll go with you. I want to see what she has to say to me!"
Having said that, she stood up, but as soon as she did, dizziness struck her, and she nearly stumbled.
The maid beside her quickly held her, speaking with concern, "Princess, your body is unwell. Perhaps you should visit Madam Mo tomorrow instead."
Nangong Yu rubbed the center of her brow and shook her head a few times before forcefully pushing the maid away. With the courage fueled by liquor, she said, "I must see her today; if I don’t go today, she’ll surely think she has won, and that I’m too ashamed to face her!"
The maid quickly said, "Princess, please wait a moment. This servant will fetch your cloak and call a few guards to accompany you."
"That won’t be necessary..."
Nangong Yu said as she stepped forward outside. Under the influence of alcohol, she spoke more than usual and acted bolder than usual. She only took her two personal maids with her, following Ying Chun.
On this visit to the hunting ground, it was a brief stay, and since accommodations within the hunting ground were limited, each master only brought a few attendants. For example, Empress Dowager Mo brought only six people to serve her, and Nangong Yu brought just four. Excluding the two who had just been heating water, only the two maids by her side remained.
Ying Chun led them out of The Palace and toward a secluded area in the mountains. Today was the sixteenth; the moonlight illuminated the ground brightly as if it were daylight, so even in the remote location, it didn’t feel desolate.
After a long walk, Nangong Yu was already panting heavily but still hadn’t arrived. Unable to hold back, she asked, "Where exactly is Mu Caifei? What kind of trick are you playing?"
Ying Chun replied, "We’re almost there; it’s just ahead. Listen, you can already hear the sound of the stream."
Nangong Yu tilted her ear to listen and indeed heard the faint sound of flowing water. Only then did she suppress her impatience and continue following Ying Chun.
Behind her, the two maids carried lanterns and cloaks, stepping quickly behind her in tiny steps, sweating profusely from exhaustion. After much hardship, they reached the creekside and saw a thin young woman standing there with her back to them. Judging by the figure, she appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen years old and should be Madam Mo.
Ying Chun said, "Princess, our Madam is waiting for you ahead. She has personal matters to discuss with you. Please let your maids wait here for now."
Nangong Yu sneered coldly, "Good words don’t shy from others; words that hide often hold ill intent. I want to see what kind of trick she intends to pull this time!"
Saying this, she instructed the two maids, "Wait here. I’ll go and see what she truly wishes to say to me."
The maids dared not object and watched her staggering steps as she walked toward Madam Mo.
As she approached, Nangong Yu looked at the frail figure and spoke coldly, "Who would have thought you’d take the initiative to find me! What are you here for? If I’m not mistaken, you’ve come to flaunt that you’ve become Brother Zi Qi’s wife, rubbing in the fact that I wished to marry Brother Zi Qi but he refused to take me—correct?"
That frail figure slowly turned around. Under the moonlight, an unfamiliar face stared at her with chilling coldness, exuding a sinister aura.
"Who are you?"
Nangong Yu was startled and sobered up instantly, instinctively wanting to flee.
The strange woman was quicker, closing in on her in a flash and pressing an acupoint. Nangong Yu was paralyzed, unable to move or speak.