Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

"Guozi isn't just putting on an act, she really wants to cry. When Miss was taken away by the Seventh Prince, she was half-dead. Guozi thought she would never see Miss again..." Guozi's voice choked up even more as she said this.

Chu Yingge reached out and wiped away the tears on Guozi's face. Her heart warmed; it was indeed worthwhile to have this maidservant.

"Your young lady is incredibly lucky; even the King of Hell won't take me."

"That's what I say, but Guozi is still worried." Tilting her head, Guozi stopped sobbing, looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Chu Yingge naturally noticed this clue and stared at the fruit for a long time.

"What's wrong? This coy behavior is so unlike you."

"I..." Guozi was still a little hesitant.

Chu Yingge was getting impatient. She knew the people she had trained well; they always preferred to get straight to the point. Beating around the bush was neither her style nor Guozi's.

"Just say what you mean, don't beat around the bush. You know I hate that kind of playing hard to get."

Guozi lowered her head, pondered for a long time, and then slowly asked, "Miss, why did you take that blow for me just now?"

"You don't know martial arts. If you had taken that blow, you might have died long ago. If I hadn't blocked it for you, wouldn't this wedding have turned into a funeral?" Chu Yingge teased deliberately.

These words were like a fire in Guozi's heart, slowly warming her heart and burning with her conscience.

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever treated her so well.

"Miss, you're so kind," Guozi said, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Chu Yingge frowned. How could she have taken in such a crybaby? It was as if tears were free.

"Alright, stop crying. If you cry again, I'll send you back to the Prime Minister's residence."

"Miss, if I were to hide anything from you, would you blame me?" Guozi asked cautiously.

Chu Yingge chuckled softly and changed her position to make herself more comfortable.

Are you referring to your identity?

"Miss knows?" Guozi looked surprised. She really couldn't understand how the person in front of her could have discovered her disguise so well.

Chu Yingge reached out and flicked Guozi on the forehead, her eyes looking at him as if he were an idiot.

"Although I don't know your true identity, I do know that you've been hiding it from me."

"Guozi has her reasons, Miss, you must listen to my explanation, I..."

"No need."

Before Guozi could finish speaking, Chu Yingge interrupted her.

With a pained expression, Guozi looked timidly at the person in front of her, already anticipating her fate.

"Miss, are you planning to give up the fruit? So, there's no need for an explanation."

"No," Chu Yingge said calmly. "I never cared about your identity from the beginning. You must have your own reasons for not wanting to talk about it. As long as you haven't betrayed me, I won't pry too much into your affairs."

"Then are you at ease, Miss?"

"Why are you worried?" Chu Yingge asked in return.

Guozi cradled her chubby face in her two little hands, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Chu Yingge; she was truly an adorable little thing.

"Because you can only feel at ease if you know the truth about the situation."

"If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. Now that I've accepted you as one of my people, I naturally have no doubts about you."

These words struck a chord with Guozi, and she looked at Chu Yingge with renewed emotion.

Reaching out, Chu Yingge pinched the little fruit's chubby cheeks. Without saying anything more, she closed her eyes and went to rest. Although Chu Moran's slap was not fatal, it had still taken a toll on her body.

Seeing that Chu Yingge had fallen asleep, Guozi did not leave. She quietly stayed by her side. After a while, perhaps feeling sleepy herself, she fell asleep by Chu Yingge's bedside.

The scene of master and servant was surprisingly peaceful.

The atmosphere inside the room was harmonious, but in the front yard, the atmosphere was tense.

A perfectly good wedding has been ruined like this; anyone would be uninterested.

Chu Yanran knelt on the ground, somewhat at a loss. She never expected things to turn out this way.

In contrast, Chu Moran, kneeling on the other side, was much calmer. He hadn't expected Chu Yingge to rush over at the crucial moment, but seeing the smile on Chu Yingge's face when she fainted, he knew that this woman was clearly doing it on purpose.

It was also his fault for being careless and falling into Chu Yingge's trap.

At the Seventh Prince's Mansion, during this highly anticipated wedding, a murder was committed, and now it's too late to undo the damage.

Mu Jingyu sat back down in his seat without saying a word. Although he had instructed the events of today, he had not expected things to develop to this point. Therefore, all he could do now was to extricate himself from this incident unscathed.

Mu Ziyuan stood quietly to the side, his anger barely concealed.

He was in the right today, and besides, there were so many civil and military officials watching. It was neither morally nor logically possible for Mu Jingyu to bend the law for personal gain.

Everyone present had their own ulterior motives and ulterior thoughts.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

After a long pause, Mu Jingyu finally spoke in a deep voice: "The Chu siblings, do you know your crimes?"

"Your subject acknowledges his guilt." Chu Moran was quite astute; the current situation was not suitable for rebuttal, so it was better to confess sooner rather than later, since the outcome would be the same anyway.

But Chu Yanran didn't think that way.

"Your Majesty, Yanran is not..."

"Enough!" Chu Yanran was interrupted by Mu Jingyu before she could finish speaking.

"This happened in full view of everyone. Do you still want to make excuses?"

Chu Yanran knelt at Mu Jingyu's feet, reaching out to grab his robe, trying to explain something, but Mu Jingyu dodged her with disgust, his eyes clearly showing disdain.

My heart turned ice-cold. I kept my lips tightly shut for a long time before finally lowering my head.

"Yanran confessed."

Even if she doesn't plead guilty now, it doesn't matter, she's already been convicted anyway.

If the person she hit was just the ninth young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion, then there would be nothing to say.

However, Chu Yingge's current status is the Seventh Prince's Consort, and this is an act of insubordination.

At this moment, Chu Yanran realized that in this play, she was already a pawn to be discarded.

Since it's useless, why keep it?

After glancing at the two who obediently confessed their crimes, Mu Jingyu looked at Mu Ziyuan standing to the side.

"Today is Seventh Brother's wedding day, so this incident is quite unexpected. Now that these two have confessed, what do you think Seventh Brother should do with them?"

Mu Jingyu, being the emperor, was indeed capable of ascending the throne. With just a few words, he threw the problem back to Mu Ziyuan, demonstrating not only his imperial demeanor but also putting Mu Ziyuan in a dilemma.

If the punishment is too lenient, Mu Ziyuan will feel uncomfortable.

However, if the punishment is too severe, Mu Ziyuan will lose his reputation in front of all the civil and military officials.

Either outcome would be welcomed by Mu Jingyu.