Chapter 89: Public Opinion (2)

That may not be certain. Lord Chi had vanished together with Yun Zui, and with so many assassins dead, perhaps Prince Ye and the others are safe after all,” said Yun Xi.

“But if they are unharmed, why did they disappear without a trace?” Yun Yao frowned.

If anything had happened to Chi Mie, that would naturally be for the best; then the whole kingdom would truly belong to Chi Xuan, just as he had said.

“Maybe they’ve gone off somewhere for a secret rendezvous,” Yun Mo suddenly thought of it, and a flicker of jealousy crossed her heart.

Yun Zui was the late emperor’s consort buried with him in death. What right did she have to catch Chi Mie’s eye?

Besides, Yun Zui had already died once. Now that she had been reborn, no one even knew whether she was still human or something else entirely.

“Maybe it’s sorcery!” Yun Shang, who had remained silent and rarely spoke, finally said.

At that, the four of them seated around the table—Yun Yao, Yun Mo, Yun Xi, and Dou Saiqi—fell silent for a moment, each seeing the same chill of dread in the others’ eyes.

Could it be that after her rebirth, Yun Zui had acquired some kind of dark art and bewitched Chi Mie?

Otherwise, what on earth had Chi Mie seen in Yun Zui?

Of course, they did not know that Yun Zui looked exactly like Su Rantong.

No one across the entire continent knew Su Rantong’s true appearance, only that Chi Mie had suddenly married.

The kingdom rejoiced, but on the wedding day the bride fell into a dead faint, and to this day had not awakened.

“Mother.” Yun Qiang had barely come in before she called out.

Seeing that it was Yun Qiang, Dou Saiqi immediately asked, “What was so urgent? Have some grapes?”

The sight of the grapes instantly lifted Yun Qiang’s spirits. She ran to the table, grabbed a bunch, and began eating.

Out of the six young ladies of the Yun family, five were born to Dou Saiqi. Yun Qiang was the youngest and, naturally, the most cherished.

Dou Saiqi, Yun Shang, Yun Yao, Yun Xi, and Yun Mo paid little attention to Yun Qiang and continued their conversation. “Even if Yun Zui manages to survive this time, we can still make a case out of the sorcery.”

Yun Yao and the others all agreed heartily and immediately ate with even greater relish.

With the whole family working together, they refused to believe they could not outmaneuver a single Yun Zui, especially when they were hidden in the shadows and could resort to underhanded tricks.

Because they had already suffered for calling Yun Zui a wench, they no longer dared to say it so casually.

Having settled on their next plan for dealing with Yun Zui, they turned their attention to Yun Qiang and asked at once, “Qiang’er, why were you running so urgently just now?”

Only then did Yun Qiang remember why she had come in such a hurry. She answered at once, “Oh, the Prince Dowager and Prince Ye have returned together.”

At this, the five exchanged glances, then all turned their reproachful eyes on Yun Qiang.

Dou Saiqi’s tone immediately sharpened. “Then why didn’t you say so sooner?”

“I forgot,” Yun Qiang said, pouting in grievance.

The five of them glared at her fiercely, then rose at once.

“Let’s go and see,” said Yun Shang, leading the way.

Her feud with Yun Zui ran the deepest. Proud and aloof by nature, she had always been the one to lead the way in bullying Yun Zui. Yet now, no matter what they did, Yun Zui could not be brought down. Of course she was the most furious, the one least able to swallow this insult.

What was more, Yun Zui kept defying her again and again with her miraculous turnaround from good-for-nothing to capable woman, humiliating her all the while, which only deepened the hatred between them. And on top of that, Tie Fan had lost two fingers because of Yun Zui—a still greater disgrace.

For a general to have two fingers cut off was no small matter; it was intolerable and impossible to swallow.