Murong Yu, as before, simply watched Chu Qianli quietly.
Just like before, it seemed she had no intention of dodging.
But this time, Chu Qianli's dagger was aimed at her heart.
Just like last time, it stopped at the moment the dagger was about to pierce her heart.
The blade's edge still wounded her, but it was a very shallow cut, barely drawing blood this time.
"Murong Yu, I truly cannot see through you. Who exactly are you?"
She did indeed carry the scent of a medicine person, yet she knew Chu Qianli intended to kill her and didn't evade.
Chu Qianli herself couldn't convince herself that Murong Yu was the mastermind behind the medicine person army.
"What exactly happened back then?"
"I did things I shouldn't have to your mother. The harm I caused her is irreparable. However, I did not kill your mother, nor was I the one who poisoned her."
"So, my mother was indeed poisoned, which forced her to fall off a cliff to her death?"
More than a decade had passed since the incident, but even now, Chu Qianli's heart ached faintly as she spoke of it.
It seemed even Emperor Jing only knew part of the story.
Someone poisoned Long Xiyue, someone sent medicine people to kill her, and someone directly forced her off a cliff.
Chu Qianli's heart felt utterly heavy.
How much pain had her mother endured back then?
Why were these people so cruel?
"Too many people were involved in the events of that year; there are things I still don't understand."
Murong Yu's emotions had calmed down this time.
She looked at Chu Qianli, a hint of relief in her eyes.
"You are even smarter than Long Xiyue. However, you must be careful. Those people from back then..."
She didn't finish her sentence. Outside the window, a subtle disturbance could be heard.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was stirring.
Chu Qianli also noticed. Someone had arrived.
A master.
However, there was no killing intent, not even a sense of danger.
She had a feeling she knew who it was.
Murong Yu walked to the window.
Chu Qianli, still holding the dagger, took two steps forward: "Murong Yu..."
"I am still searching for answers myself, but rest assured, I will give you an explanation!"
Consider it her atonement for all the wrong she had done.
"Please believe me. Ever since Wuya fell ill, I no longer wish to do evil. My entire life, I only hope Wuya can live safely and soundly."
"But I did make mistakes back then. As long as Wuya is safe, I will do everything in my power to repay my debts in the remaining half of my life!"
The door was pushed open, but Murong Yu had already left.
Feng Yexuan's eyes were deep, and he quickly walked to the window: "Who was here?"
"It wasn't some other man."
This statement slightly eased Feng Yexuan's expression, but his tense gaze still held little warmth.
"You're unwilling to tell me?"
"How much of your own affairs are you willing to tell me?"
Their eyes met, and silence fell between them.
Feng Yexuan turned back to look at her. After a long moment, he suddenly stepped forward, reaching out to embrace her.
But this time, Chu Qianli stepped back, evading him.
A flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes: "You don't trust me?"
"Is it that I don't trust you, or that you, Prince Xuan, don't trust me?"
Chu Qianli smiled faintly, a smile devoid of strength and full of helplessness.
"If you trusted me, why would you keep everything from me?"
"Is that why you sent Fu Ning to investigate me?"
Feng Yexuan let out a cold snort, displeased: "If I hadn't discovered it early and sent her back, do you think she would still be alive now?"