"Who asked you why he went? I'm asking how he had an accident, and where the suspect is?" Yue Tangqing frowned, agitated.
"Oh! I don't know what happened. Two bodyguards I specifically hired to protect Zhi Chen went mad and attacked him with knives. The others were all useless. Before they could react, their master was already dead."
Yue Huaxiu's face was filled with grief. If he had known that some people with ill intentions had infiltrated their ranks, he would never have hired those people to protect his son.
"What about those two bodyguards? Are they still alive?" Like Yue Huaxiu, Yue Tangqing didn't believe it was just the bodyguards' doing. He suspected there might be some organization behind them, and perhaps his daughter's accident was also related to these people.
Yue Huaxiu replied truthfully, "One was killed on the spot, and the other is in the hospital. I've had people watching him twenty-four hours a day, and they'll notify me as soon as he wakes up."
Yue Tangqing nodded slightly. "Good. You handled this well. This person is the only witness, so you must ensure his safety. I will also issue orders to investigate the personal connections of these two individuals to see if we can find any useful clues."
"Yes!"
"Alright, you can go back now! I'll inform you immediately if there's any news." Yue Tangqing continued to lower his head, dealing with the documents in his hands.
After a long while, he looked up at Yue Huaxiu, who showed no signs of leaving, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Yue Huaxiu hesitated, then nodded. "Yes! I heard that my cousin had an accident a while ago, and that child seems to be not doing well recently. As an elder, shouldn't I go and visit?"
"No need! It's a sudden tragedy, and she's emotionally unstable right now. We can go later. The top priority is to find the culprit behind these two incidents." Yue Tangqing refused.
There were degrees of closeness among people. Even he himself dared not visit her too often recently, fearing he might inadvertently remind her of her sorrow. How much more so for this distant cousin who had never been particularly close to her?
Yue Huaxiu didn't insist. Since he was refused, he bowed and took his leave.
Yue Tangqing watched his departing figure and sighed deeply. He wasn't blind to the thoughts of these people, but in his eyes, they were all contenders, all unqualified.
Their Yue Ling Kingdom had always had the rule of establishing the legitimate heir and the eldest. However, there were no specific requirements regarding gender.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been able to ascend to this position. But unfortunately, his elder sister had no interest in the throne and was frail and sickly, voluntarily giving up her claim to inheritance. Thus, it eventually fell into his hands.
He hadn't considered selecting the next monarch of Yue Ling Kingdom from among his sister's descendants back then. But alas, these individuals, though not very capable, harbored great ambitions.
As the ruler of a nation, he could not simply follow his own preferences; he had to be responsible for all the people. Therefore, after discussions at the court, their lineage's right of succession was revoked.
As Yue Tangqing was deep in thought, Xing Yuan was also bothered by Tian Ling. Really, it was just one question, was there a need to be so anxious?
Upon seeing his most beloved granddaughter, Yue Tangqing immediately set aside the complex emotions swirling in his mind and began to inquire about her well-being with great concern.
Xing Yuan was concise. "I heard that something big has happened in our royal family again?"
Yue Tangqing was startled, his face stern. "Who told you this, A Yuan?"
It shouldn't be! The person died only last night. How could the news have spread so quickly? Could it be that someone deliberately told A Yuan?
Just as he was caught up in conspiracy theories, Xing Yuan suppressed her inner frustration and said, "No one! Grandfather, will you tell me or not?"
Seeing Xing Yuan on the verge of anger, Yue Tangqing quickly appeased her. "Alright, alright! Actually, someone was murdered last night, and the real killer has not yet been found."
He had only met that grand-nephew a few times. The rare occasions were when ministers came to complain about him, and his impression was of a dissolute and wayward individual. Therefore, it was difficult to have any deep affection for him.
"How did he die?" Xing Yuan's expression was indifferent, as if going through the motions.
"He was hacked to death with multiple knives. I heard he died quite miserably!" Although Yue Tangqing found it somewhat inexplicable, he answered out of his unconditional trust in his granddaughter.
"Oh! I see." Xing Yuan, having completed her task, decisively turned her wheelchair and glided out of the room.
"She... she's just leaving?" Yue Tangqing was reluctant, completely bewildered.
"Yes, she's leaving!" Xing Yuan turned her head and answered earnestly.
Tian Ling: ... Master has become so perfunctory. She doesn't take this matter to heart at all.
But as Tian Ling looked at Yue Tangqing's bewildered face, a sense of schadenfreude suddenly arose in its heart. See! When Master is in a bad mood, it's not just the only beast that suffers. Others won't have an easy time either.
"Then, alright! Be careful on your way!" Yue Tangqing escorted Xing Yuan to the door and instructed.
"Master, aren't you curious about how the person died?" Tian Ling was in a frenzy in the space, extremely anxious.
"Not curious! I've already asked for you. Now, stay quiet, or I won't be gentle." Xing Yuan threatened, a feeling of oppressive gloom lingering in her heart, making her feel constantly agitated.
Tian Ling nodded obediently, daring not to say anything more. Forget it, it seemed she couldn't count on Master. Perhaps she should investigate it herself.
Tian Ling transformed into a white cat again and darted out.
"Did you not sleep well last night?" Wen Yiyue asked, noticing the obvious dark circles under Xing Yuan's eyes.
"Mm! A cat woke me up." Suddenly being cared for, a hint of grievance appeared in Xing Yuan's eyes, with a faint mist forming, and she looked at Wen Yiyue as if seeking comfort.
Wen Yiyue took two steps forward and gently placed her hand on Xing Yuan's forehead. She wasn't sick. Was she perhaps in a bad mood?
Wen Yiyue coaxed softly, "Is it the cat you saw before? If it's not well-behaved, we can get another one. I'll bring you a well-behaved one next time."
Xing Yuan felt even more wronged, and her tone unconsciously carried a hint of accusation. "If it's not well-behaved, we should replace it?"
Although it was just a simple question, Wen Yiyue inexplicably felt a sense of guilt, as if she had done something wrong.
Wen Yiyue tentatively asked, "Then, don't replace it? Or should we find someone to train it?"
Xing Yuan shook her head, her tone mournful. "It knew it did something wrong and ran away directly. It hasn't come back yet."
"This..." Wen Yiyue hesitated. She was clearly just talking about a cat, so why did she feel like Xing Yuan was hinting at something?
"Then let's forget it. Let's start the treatment first!" Wen Yiyue said somewhat guiltily, abruptly changing the subject.