678 Prepare the Burial

Would the crown prince really collapse over a female slave?

“No.”

“It’s possible he became psychopathic because he can’t see hope. Whether or not the Nether King can really bring a person back to life, it’s best to tell the crown prince and give him hope…” the chief doctor persuaded.

Red Wolf looked at Lu Fenying, who was lying unconscious on the bed. His eyes were dull, as if he couldn’t see any hope in life.

Even during all the times that they had been in danger, the crown prince had never looked this lifeless.

The chief doctor removed the needles from Lu Fenying’s body and fed him a pill. Lu Fenying’s long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Red Wolf hurriedly called out, “Your Highness, Your Highness… It’s Red Wolf, Your Highness…”

He waved his hand in front of Lu Fenying’s face.

Lu Fenying’s eyes didn’t follow his movements. Red Wolf was anxious. Why was there still no movement?

“Stop waving.” Lu Fenying sat up, as if nothing was wrong.

But no warmth could be sensed from his body.

“Your Highness, you’re finally awake.” Red Wolf was a little moved.

For the first time, he was scared. What would he do if something happened to the crown prince? What would happen to the nation?

Sitting there, Lu Fenying asked calmly, “What’s wrong with me?”

“You became psychopathic. You collapsed on Miss Qian’er’s bed without anyone knowing – Miss Su only found you when she went in.”

Red Wolf had been beaten up twice and hadn’t dared disturb him again. Seeing the crown prince maintaining the same posture, Red Wolf thought that he was fine; he didn’t expect him to fall into a manic state just by sitting there.

If anything happened to the crown prince, Red Wolf wouldn’t be able to pay for it even if he chopped himself up.

“Mo Qian’er…” Lu Fenying said her name softly, then said calmly, “Is she really dead?”

Red Wolf looked at him, not daring to say the words. He simply said, “The Nether King of the Nether Land is said to be able to revive the dead. The chief doctor’s master saw him do it before.”

Lu Fenying lowered his head and didn’t say anything. He got out of bed and walked over to the next room.

He didn’t spare the chief doctor a glance at all. In front of the room, he asked, “Muwei came?”

“Yes… she cried… and said she was sorry to Miss Qian’er,” Red Wolf replied carefully, trying to avoid mention of Miss Qian’er’s death.

Lu Fenying walked into the room, only to see Mo Qian’er’s cold body lying there.

Lu Fenying stood by the bed and looked at her. Her face was completely different.

Before, he had always wanted to take a bite of that tender and lush face.

And he had never controlled himself.

But the delicate face which he liked was now ashen and ugly to the extreme.

After a long while, he turned around and left. “Prepare the burial.”

Red Wolf followed him, wondering if the crown prince hadn’t heard what he said.

No… he must’ve heard it, but didn’t think it was necessary.

Red Wolf hurriedly gave the order. It was good that the crown prince was slowly coming back to his senses; it was possible that he had only become manic because he never expected Mo Qian’er to die like this.

It wasn’t because he couldn’t bear to part with her.

Lu Fenying returned to the study and took a bath in the hot spring.

Closing his eyes, an image of him and Mo Qian’er in the bath appeared before him.