Chapter 223 - 221. Investigation II (1/2)

Third-person POV

Lu Ping brought Weisheng into his temporary camp and served him a cup of tea. Then he pulled out a thin necklace that wrapped in white cloth from his pocket and placed the necklace onto the table in front of Weisheng.

”I thought that it would be better if I give you personally.” Lu Ping explained.

”What is it?” Weisheng impatiently asked.

”Murong Qing's necklace. Of course, it is not a coincidence. Furthermore, I found it on the other magic circles. Got it?” Lu Pig sipped his hot tea and glanced at Weisheng with meaningful eyes.

Weisheng didn't reply to Lu Ping nor did he nod his head in affirmation. Lu Ping sighed when Weisheng didn't respond to him.

”It is better if you go back to the Royal Palace. Based on her lack of intelligence, I predict Murong Qing will come to you on her own. At that time, you know what to do. Disregard every emotion you have with Yunru, arrest the whole family. I started to smell some rats roaming around the court.” Lu Ping indifferently said.

”I have to find Hong er as soon as possible,” Weisheng said with a resolute voice.

Lu Ping stared at Weisheng with pitiful eyes then he looked down at the tea leaf that was floating on his tea.

”I know that you love her very much but now you have kids. You leave them in the Royal Palace just like that. Although you had left all of your guards to protect them, it is not enough. They need their father by their side.

I don't want to re-open your wound but the truth is right in front of us. Her Majesty Empress's power can be said comparable to yours, yet, they still managed to take her away from the tightly guarded Royal Palace.

Moreover, our enemy is someone who is very close to us. It would be a piece of cake for him to infiltrate the Royal Palace, without having to bring any soldier with him.” Lu Ping spoke with a grim voice.

Weisheng rose from his seat and walked out of Lu Ping's tent without saying anything. Lu Ping nonchalantly watched him walked out and his eye turned to the tea that he poured for Weisheng.

”Haah~ He didn't drink it.” Lu Ping sighed.

He ordered his personal servant to clean the table up then he went to visit Lan Qingshan and Lin Zhenxin. He saw them very into their inspection and decided to not disturb them. He was thinking about looking over the evidence once again but noticed there was something.

”He took it,” Lu Ping sighed for the hundredth time.

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Qiyi and Qier looked at Weisheng with weird eyes. They just arrived here not long ago and now they were going back to Royal Palace, they were extremely confused. However, they were only servants, their job is just to follow Weisheng everywhere he goes and protect him.

It took them about a day and a night to reach the Royal Palace. The time they arrived at the Royal Palace, it was already midnight. The servants quickly wake up from their deep sleep just to be dismissed by Weisheng.

He directly went to Xue Lang's bedroom without taking off his armor. The maids that were looking over Xue Lang quietly retreated from the room as they saw how pained Weisheng's expression was.

He sat on the side of the bed and gently caressed Xue Lang's hair with his rough hand. Xue Lang's brows twitched as he felt the warmth that he always loves was lovingly patting his head. Xue Lang slowly opened his eyes and a wide smile spread on his face.

”Im…Imperial father…” Xue Lang weakly whispered.

Then he coughed as his throat was very dry. Weisheng took a bowl of water that the maid had prepared beforehand and scooped a spoon of water then positioned in front of Xue Lang's lips. As currently, he was very weak, Xue Lang obediently drink the water without saying anything.

Weisheng diligently fed Xue Lang water spoon by spoon until Xue Lang lightly shook his head as he drank enough. Weisheng put the bowl back to the side table and the room went silent. Xue Lang has not fully recovered, his eyelids forcing itself to close. Then he heard a faint mumble from the man beside him.

”I am sorry…” Weisheng mumbled with his head lowered.

Xue Lang sleepily stared at Weisheng shedding tears, he placed his hand on top of Weisheng's.