The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

"Owner..."

Siyu's heart-wrenching cries were heard in the room.

Afterwards, all the maids and servants in the Duke's Mansion knelt on the ground and cried and mourned.

Nangong Mingxuan, who had just stepped into the yard to pick up Ouyang Miaoling, heard the crying and quickened his pace, walking towards the Shihuaxuan where Ouyang Miaoling lived.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard Siyu crying.

I thought, "Oh no!", could something have happened to Ling'er?

Nangong Mingxuan ran into the room anxiously.

As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw Duke Lu slumped on the ground, and the maids, old women, and servants kneeling on the ground.

Nangong Mingxuan continued to walk inside, and what came into his sight was what he least wanted to see.

Ouyang Miaoling was seen lying on the bed with a pale face and eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

"How is this going?"

"Your Majesty, the master is dead. She was poisoned by the poisoned tea brought by the young master of the Duke's Mansion."

The man was heartbroken after hearing Siyu's words. He widened his eyes and looked at the lifeless woman on the bed in disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible, Ling'er can't just leave me like this?"

His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and the pain surged into his heart like a tide, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Ouyang Miaoling's face, feeling her coldness, as if everything had lost its meaning.

His eyes were filled with despair and sadness, tears welled up in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.

However, the pain in my heart was as fierce as a storm and could not be suppressed.

Nangong Mingxuan's body was trembling slightly. His hands were clenched into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.

His heart was filled with resentment towards the Duke of Lu's family, and he felt guilty for his own powerlessness.

At this moment, the man seemed to be in a dark abyss, lonely and helpless.

How he wished that time could go back to the moment when Ouyang Miaoling was still alive. He would do everything he could to protect her and not let her come to any harm.

The man walked to the bed, silently picked up the woman on the bed, and walked out the door.

"Regent, where are you taking Ling'er?"

"Duke Lu, you will only bring disaster to him. I don't want her to stay here."

"I will take her back."

"Come...guard all the people in the Duke of Lu's mansion. No one is allowed to enter or leave."

A man is like a raging lion, he may attack anyone at any time.

"Yes"

Gu Ying, who came with Nangong Mingxuan, knew very well how painful his master was feeling.

All he could do was not to bother.

Nangong Mingxuan carried Ouyang Miaoling back to the Regent's Palace step by step.

"My Lord... you are back,"

The person who spoke was Jun Sa, who had just returned from Yongcheng.

Only when Nangong Mingxuan heard Jun Sa's voice did he come back to his senses from his grief.

"Jun Sa, you're back. Come and see what happened to Ling'er?"

Jun Sa hurried forward to take Ouyang Miaoling's pulse. After a moment, Jun Sa withdrew his hand and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, the princess and her unborn child are already dead."

Nangong Mingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the body of Ouyang Miaoling, who was in his arms, slipped from his hands.

Jun Sa was quick to catch Ouyang Miaoling from his hand and watched Nangong Mingxuan slowly fall down in front of him.

"Someone come quickly"

When everyone in the palace heard Jun Sa's call, they all ran out and brought Nangong Mingxuan and Ouyang Miaoling back to the palace.

On the bed, the man slowly opened his eyes and struggled to sit up.

"My Lord, are you awake?"

Jun Sa hurried over and took his arm to feel his pulse.

"You are so angry and sad, and you force yourself to suppress your anger, which is why you spit out blood. But you should get out of your sadness as soon as possible. If you continue like this, it will cost you your life."

Jun Sa tried to comfort him earnestly, but he was like a walking corpse and would not listen to any advice.

"I want to go and accompany Ling'er. I can't let him lie alone like that."

As he was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, he suddenly tasted fishy and sweet in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I told you that you don't want to live anymore. If you continue like this, even the gods won't be able to save you."

"Jun Sa... She is pregnant with our child. She may not even know about our child. She is going to be a mother again."

"God is so cruel to us, taking her and our child away like this."

Nangong Mingxuan was heartbroken and hated himself for not being able to protect her and her son.

"Your Highness...you have to cheer up. Your master's death cannot be in vain. You have to avenge him."

Jun Sa's words successfully diverted Nangong Mingxuan's attention.

"Yeah...it's time to find the person behind the scenes and settle accounts."

The man Zhou Shen exuded a cold aura, and his murderous eyes were like a mad lion, ready to tear someone to pieces at any time.

"Come here, put everyone in the Duke's Mansion in jail and torture them one by one to find out who poisoned the princess?"

"Yes"

Bone Shadow went down to carry out the order.

Nangong Mingxuan forced himself to get up. Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Jun Sa had no choice but to support him and stumbled to Fengqiyuan.

The man looked at Ouyang Miaoling's body with empty eyes, his heart filled with despair and self-blame.

He originally thought he could protect her, but he didn't expect to lose her in the end.

His eyes gradually became dull, as if he had lost his soul.

All the memories of my past interactions with the princess came to my mind. Her smile, gentleness and thoughtfulness have now become unreachable memories.

An uncontrollable sadness welled up in the man's heart again. He remembered Ouyang Miaoling's deep affection for him and their happy plans for the future together.

However, all this has become in vain.

Knowing that he couldn't stay in grief forever.

He clenched his fists tightly and vowed to avenge Ouyang Miaoling and make the murderer receive the punishment he deserved.

"Daddy...what happened to mommy?"

Nangong Mingxuan came back to his senses and looked at Ouyang Yi who was crying.

He squatted down and held Ouyang Yi in his arms.

"Yier...your mother is tired. She wants to take a nap with her sister. Let's not disturb her, okay?"

"Daddy, what did you say? Are you saying that there is a little sister in mom's belly?"

"Hmm..." Nangong Mingxuan touched Ouyang Yi's head.

"But they all said that mother is dead, so is my sister dead too?"

When Nangong Mingxuan heard Ouyang Yi's words, he could no longer hold back and tears rolled down his cheeks.

He hugged Ouyang Yi and buried his head in Ouyang Yi's small body, sobbing in pain.

Ouyang Yi was like a child who had grown up overnight. He stroked Nangong Mingxuan's back, imitating the way his mother comforted him when she was alive.

When everyone saw Nangong Mingxuan's painful expression, they couldn't help but be infected and wiped their tears silently.

Siyu walked forward, pulled Ouyang Yi away, and glared at the man in front of her.

"Your Majesty, are you going to let the murderer of your master go just like that?"

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will avenge my master."

After saying that, he was about to pick up Ouyang Yi and leave.

"Stop, Siyu. I will not let go of any murderer who hurt Ling'er. I will make them pay a heavy price."

The emperor of Northern Qi is about to face a bloody massacre.