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Chapter 213 She Believes Him
Before we even got close, we could already hear a deep, hissing sound.

Qin Su's unease intensified. When she finally reached the corridor, she saw a man covered in blood being carried in from the courtyard, bound by iron chains, with soldiers in full armor behind him.

"what happened?"

Qin Su muttered something to herself and was about to approach when, unexpectedly, she was stopped before she even got halfway there.

"Your Highness, please wait! His Highness has lost his mind and is in great danger. Please do not approach him until the doctor arrives."

Qin Su looked at the man blocking her way: "What happened? How could this be?"

As she spoke, her peripheral vision involuntarily followed the man who was being led away quickly. Across the crowd, she met a pair of scarlet, crazed eyes.

"Your Highness," Ye Fan's voice seemed to choke up for a moment, whether it was his imagination or not: "Something happened when Your Highness left the Siyi Pavilion this afternoon. By the time we arrived, all the guards who accompanied you were dead."

"What?" Qin Su turned around abruptly, looking into the young man's sorrowful but not particularly angry eyes, and felt a sense of foreboding: "How did he die?"

Ye Fan raised his head, his eyes already slightly red: "I don't know, but when we arrive, only His Highness will still be alive..."

Some things don't need to be said, but those who understand will understand.

Qin Su immediately thought of the previous times when, if she hadn't intervened, someone would have gone berserk.

Therefore,
So this time it's again...

"Your Majesty, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Qin Su had no way to stop him. She could only nod and say with a pale face, "Go ahead, I'll go see if the imperial physician has arrived yet."

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness." Ye Fan bowed and withdrew.

Qin Su remained where she was, and what no one noticed was that her nails were deeply embedded in her flesh beneath her sleeves.

The system seemed uneasy: [Host, are you alright?]

However, the girl ignored it and stumbled toward the door, her face showing an expression of utter dejection that it had never seen before.

It seems that she was more distressed than anyone else when the tyrant fell ill and harmed people.

But something doesn't quite feel right.

In the past, whenever the tyrant had an episode, wasn't the host always the first to go to him, and no matter what difficulties she overcame, she would appear by his side immediately?
What happened this time...?
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Yu Feixian dragged her injured body to find her, but she never expected to be stopped by the guards at the door.

"I'm not lying. I want to see the Seventh Prince; he can prove my identity!"

She pressed her injured arm; blood had flowed all the way down her body, staining her clothes so much that their original color was no longer visible.

However, the guards at the gate seemed unable to hear human speech. When they heard her mention the Seventh Prince, instead of reporting it, they stepped forward to arrest her.

"The commander has ordered that anyone claiming to be surnamed Yu be apprehended immediately without fail!"

After the guards finished speaking expressionlessly, they surrounded the area and were about to attack.

"You must have made a mistake. I am the Seventh Prince's man!" Yu Feixian was unwilling to fight with these people and cause unnecessary misunderstandings, but who knew that the more she tried to avoid them, the more heavily they attacked.

After narrowly dodging a knife, she finally belatedly sensed the murderous intent of these people: "You..."

Before she could finish speaking, she finally saw the person coming out of the door, and her eyes lit up: "Chief Guard Ye, you've come! Tell them quickly that I'm not a bad person."

However, upon hearing her words, Ye Fan not only did not speak up for her, but instead drew his sword and slashed at her with fierce and deadly swordsmanship.

"clang--"

A crisp sound of swords clashing rang out, and the curved sword in her hand was knocked away. The cold blade landed on her head, and with just a moment's hesitation, it would have slit her throat.

"why?"

Yu Feixian lay on the ground, her hair disheveled from the fight, her long, cloud-like hair cascading down her back. Her otherwise unremarkable face was obscured by blood and grime, but her eyes held an extraordinary stubbornness.
"You ask why?"

Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and the wind from his blade severed a strand of the girl's hair. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was furious, finally revealing the true emotions he had never shown to Qin Su:
"I also want to ask you why! You promised to protect His Highness, but where did you go? Why weren't you with him? Do you know that all our people are dead!" Hearing the young man's agitated and painful question, Yu Feixian opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

She didn't know how to explain it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this. The Seventh Prince is suppressed by the Gu Mother, so it shouldn't be like this..."

"Save those words for when you're in hell to explain them to them."

Ye Fan sneered: "Capture one of the assassins who attempted to kill the prince, and kill him on the spot—"

The people of Nanyue are indeed not trustworthy!

"you can not……"

"Wait a moment!"

A gentle yet resolute female voice suddenly rang out from behind, and a cold blade narrowly stopped at the woman's face.

"Please, Captain Ye, spare her life for now."

Qin Su had already dismissed the guards around her and came over.

Ye Fan's expression changed slightly: "This woman is dangerous. Please, Consort, do not approach her."

Qin Su: "I know, but only she can prove His Highness's innocence."

Yu Feixian suddenly looked up, as if she were seeing this woman, whom she remembered as weak and beautiful but useless, for the first time.

Ye Fan did not retract his hand, still glaring at the person under his blade, but uttered a meaningful sentence:
"Only when she dies will Your Highness be exonerated."

Yu Feixian's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze toward him was filled with anger.

Only then did she realize that everything the man had just done was an act; his plan from the beginning was to make her take the blame for the Seventh Prince's indiscriminate killing of innocent people!

Qin Su was silent for a moment, somewhat impressed by these people's "loyalty".

Even at this time, he was still thinking about protecting his master's reputation.

"This woman is the princess of Nan Yue, and also the former Holy Maiden of Nan Yue. Your Highness brought her back to deal with the Nan Yue people, but now, it's useless."

"Useless" means that she was unable to do the things that were originally asked of her.

Her only purpose was to cover up this "accident" with her death.

"Killing me won't make a difference."

Yu Feixian's mood seemed to plummet in an instant: "The Seventh Prince has a Gu Mother in his body that suppresses the poison and can also prevent other Gu worms from getting close. It was originally foolproof, but I didn't expect her to be so crazy, resorting to any means to kill him, and bringing the sacred object here."

The sacred object of Nanyue, all poisonous creatures submit to it.

Even the Gu Mother would be suppressed upon seeing it, turning from a life-saving medicine into a deadly one.

"...If they really used a sacred artifact, then once it happens, it will happen again, and killing me won't help."

Or, if she can cover it up this time, what about the next time the Seventh Prince goes mad?
Where can we find another former saintess of Southern Vietnam to take the blame for him?

"What should I do?"

Ye Fan understood, and his expression changed instantly.

"He didn't kill the person."

A gentle female voice suddenly rang out, and almost everyone present looked towards Qin Su.

She seemed oblivious, and said slowly and deliberately, "I believe he didn't kill those people."

No one spoke; even Yu Feixian chose to remain silent.