"Yu Li, you will understand your brother, won't you?" The King of Northern Xinjiang said slowly, looking at Jiang Yu Li.
Jiang Yu Li nodded, "Brother, you don't need to apologize to me. After all, nothing happened?"
"But your reputation..."
"It doesn't matter. My reputation hasn't been damaged. Haven't all those who knew been eliminated by my brother?"
The King of Northern Xinjiang saw the girl in front of him look up at him, her eyes filled with an emotion he couldn't understand.
A sense of inexplicable guilt washed over him. He stepped forward, reached out, and stroked Jiang Yu Li's head, saying slowly, "Yu Li, I have failed you in this matter. Your brother will compensate you well in the future."
"You are too kind, brother. Being able to share your worries is also my usefulness."
The King of Northern Xinjiang was slightly stunned. For some reason, he felt Jiang Yu Li was acting strangely today, as if she were different from usual. He couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong.
"If brother has nothing else, Yu Li will take her leave!" Jiang Yu Li stood up and bowed.
The King of Northern Xinjiang quickly stepped forward and said, "Go and rest! I have nothing else."
Watching Jiang Yu Li's retreating back, the King of Northern Xinjiang sighed, "Yu Li, I hope you truly understand your brother."
Returning to her room, Jiang Yu Li asked Xiao Huan, "Where is Mr. Feng Er currently residing?"
Xiao Huan was startled. Although she didn't know why her mistress was suddenly asking about Mr. Feng Er, she answered truthfully, "In the east wing room furthest north in the backyard. It used to be where Mr. Feng lived."
Jiang Yu Li nodded, "I understand. I'm a little tired, you may withdraw!"
Xiao Huan looked at Jiang Yu Li and asked, "Miss, what's wrong? You're acting a bit off today."
"I'm fine, just a little unwell," Jiang Yu Li said.
Xiao Huan could only say, "Then Miss, please rest well. Try to think less about some things. Those matters will no longer be known to anyone. Those who knew are no longer in this world..."
"Did brother send you to comfort me?" Jiang Yu Li suddenly looked up and asked Xiao Huan.
Xiao Huan was startled and lowered her eyes, "Miss, this servant..."
"What else did brother say?" Jiang Yu Li asked.
Xiao Huan was silent for a moment and then said, "Your Highness also said that once this matter is over, he will arrange for Miss to marry Young Master Yan..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu Li smiled foolishly, "Just to stop me from having other thoughts about Mr. Feng Er, they would even use marriage as a bargaining chip?"
"Miss..."
"I know everything now, withdraw..." Jiang Yu Li's voice was as cold as frost.
Xiao Huan bowed and withdrew!
Jiang Yu Li looked at herself in the bronze mirror, beautiful and charming. Once, she thought that with her background and appearance, she would be showered with affection, and even Yan Jin Chao would not be out of reach. But she was wrong.
Some people might never allow her to take another step forward in their lives.
What she had always wanted was mutual affection, not mutual dislike.
Even if Yan Jin Chao were forced to marry her under pressure, what about their life afterward?
No one had ever considered this for her, and she didn't want to marry Yan Jin Chao with a stain on her. She didn't want that.
Therefore, she changed into plain clothes, took out a dagger from her jewelry box, and walked out of the room.
The next day, Wen Yu Xi received the news that Mr. Feng Er had died in his room, and Miss Jiang had died along with him.
Xue Zi Xuan rushed over upon hearing the news and asked Wen Yu Xi, "This... is this also your arrangement?"
Wen Yu Xi turned and looked at Xue Zi Xuan, asking, "Arrangement? What did I arrange?"
Xue Zi Xuan frowned, "Miss Jiang's death..."
"I don't understand what the Young Prince is talking about, but the death of Mr. Feng Er is true," Wen Yu Xi said slowly.
Xue Zi Xuan stepped forward, grabbed Wen Yu Xi, and said coldly, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"What did I do?" Wen Yu Xi retorted.
Xue Zi Xuan said coldly, "You took the life of an innocent girl."
Wen Yu Xi looked at him, and after a long time, turned her face away and said, "Young Prince, sometimes it is necessary to do extraordinary things."
"But you can't take the life of an innocent person. Elder Sister wouldn't agree either."
Wen Yu Xi smiled upon hearing this, "Young Prince, precisely because His Majesty will not do it, then let me do these dark deeds!"
"Wen Yu Xi..." Xue Zi Ning was furious.
Wen Yu Xi said indifferently, "Otherwise? Do you want Mr. Feng Er to return to the Feng Yin Clan? Wouldn't His Majesty be in danger then?"
"But... but even so, you can't..."
"Young Prince..." Wen Yu Xi coldly interrupted Xue Zi Xuan's words, saying, "I do not have the Young Prince's compassion. Because I have many things to consider, and the most important thing, for which I am willing to dedicate my life, is to ensure His Majesty's safety. I will not hesitate to pay any price for it."
Xue Zi Xuan fell silent, "Doesn't your conscience hurt for doing this? A girl in the prime of her life is gone."
Wen Yu Xi sighed, stepped forward, patted Xue Zi Xuan's shoulder, and said slowly, "Young Prince, you probably don't know that I am the楼主 of Qian Jin Tower. My profession is one where my hands are constantly stained with blood."
Xue Zi Xuan trembled all over, "You..."
Wen Yu Xi walked past him, saying coldly, "So, isn't it ridiculous for the Young Prince to say that someone with bloody hands is engaged in the act of killing?"
Xue Zi Xuan lowered his eyes, then suddenly looked up and said, "But Elder Sister kept you by her side precisely because she didn't want you to be like before..."
Wen Yu Xi stopped at the doorway, and without turning her head, said, "So, for His Majesty's consideration, I must also save His Majesty. Anyone who wants to harm His Majesty cannot live."
"Where are you going?" Xue Zi Xuan asked.
"The person is dead. How can the Young Master of the Yan family not go to pay his respects?" Wen Yu Xi's lips curved into a smile, a chilling smile.
In the King of Northern Xinjiang's mansion, two people died in one day. One was a retainer of the King of Northern Xinjiang, and the other was the King of Northern Xinjiang's sister.
The King of Northern Xinjiang could barely stand. If he hadn't been supported by those beside him, he might have stumbled and fallen.
In the morning, Yu Li was found in Mr. Feng Er's room. Both of them were dead in bed. It appeared that Yu Li had killed Mr. Feng Er.
Who would believe that a defenseless woman could kill the highly skilled Mr. Feng Er?
But the King of Northern Xinjiang believed it. Because Mr. Feng Er was lustful, and Jiang Yu Li had deliberately gone to Mr. Feng Er's room, it was not impossible for her to be killed by Mr. Feng Er in a moment of passion.
Jiang Yu Li was also strangled to death by Mr. Feng Er before he died. The King of Northern Xinjiang couldn't say he had no regrets.
With two people dead at once, both of them important to him, he was struggling to bear the blow.
"Your Highness, Young Master Yan is here to pay his respects," a guard reported.
"Let him in," the King of Northern Xinjiang said slowly.
"Your Highness, please accept my condolences!" a voice came from behind.