Chapter 385 - 385: Exnation


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    Feng Tian didn’t answer but countered, “It’s been a long time since you’ve gone back, hasn’t it?”


    Xiao Jingye looked at his calm demeanor, suppressed his anxiety, and smirked nonchntly. “Don’t try to get information from me. My mother’s health has never been great, but it’s not as bad as you make it sound. She’s always been like this, so don’t try to deceive me.”


    “How long has it been since you contacted anyone from the Yun Pce?” Feng Tian continued to inquire.


    Xiao Jingye pursed his lips. “Not long, I got in touch a few days ago.”


    However, deep down, he was far from as calm as he appeared.


    Feng Tian raised an eyebrow, “Is that so? Could it be that my information is incorrect? Or perhaps the Yun Pce doesn’t just have a consort?”


    Xiao Jingye’s expression darkened.


    His father, the king, had only loved his mother. In the entire Wang Mansion, there was only one mistress!


    This guy, he couldn’t hold back his words!


    Feng Tian turned to Gu Qingluan and said, “It seems like he won’t reveal anything about Yin Qing’s background. Staying here is just a waste of time. Let’s go.”


    Gu Qingluan, who had just heard their conversation, guessed Feng Tianian’s intention and nodded in agreement. “Yes, let’s think of a way to lure him out.”


    The two turned and left without hesitation.


    Xiao Jingye watched their retreating figures, his handsome young face expressionless.


    As he saw them about to disappear around the corner, he finally couldn’t contain himself. “Stop! Tell me clearly! What’s wrong with my mother?”


    Feng Tian and Gu Qingluan exchanged nces.


    This guy was quite clever, and he was able to hit his enemy’s sore spot.


    Feng Tian turned around and looked at Xiao Jingye from a distance. “Are you willing to talk now?”


    “First, tell me about my mother’s condition.”


    Feng Tian exined, “Consort Yun has always had a delicate constitution, but with Prince Yun’s favor, there weren’t many issues. However, half a month ago, there was an assassin in the Yun Pce. Consort Yun was injured while trying to save Prince Yun. The weapon used by the assassin was poisoned. Given Consort Yun’s health, she couldn’t have survived the night. Prince Yun used a sacred-grade elixir to save her life, but it was just a temporary measure. They’ve called in numerous doctors, but none have been able to save her. At the moment, it seems she has only a few days left.”


    “No, this can’t be true!” Xiao Jingye refused to believe it.


    “If you don’t believe it, you can ask the envoys from Dingyang Kingdom when they arrive,” Feng Tian replied, his thin lips curling slightly, his voice ice-cold. “It will take at least ten days for the envoys from Dingyang Kingdom to reach Tianjing. By the time they arrive, Consort Yun should have passed away.”


    Xiao Jingye could wait, but could he endure it?


    He had the option not to believe, but the consequences could be grave.


    Xiao Jingye’s eyes unknowingly turned red. He rushed to the cell door and grabbed the iron bars. “Let me out! Call someone to release me immediately! I want to go back and see my mother!”


    Feng Tian asked calmly, “How much do you know about Yin Qing?”


    Xiao Jingye’s grip on the bars tightened, and he seemed to be struggling.


    After a moment, he replied slowly, “I don’t know much about him. Yin Qing, the Saint, came to me voluntarily. Although 1 found it strange, 1 thought there was nothing worth fussing about. Even if there was, getting a Saint as a bodyguard was a great deal no matter how you looked at it.”


    “How long has he been by your side?” Gu Qingluan inquired.


    “Not long, just a few months.”


    “Is there anything peculiar about him?”


    Xiao Jingye pondered. “If 1 were to mention something unusual, sometimes he would disappear for a while. He imed it was for personal matters. Although he served me, he’s a Saint, and I couldn’t keep a tight leash on him.”


    “Do the both of you have a ce to stay in Tianjing City?”


    Xiao Jingye nodded and provided them with the address of the ce they had previously stayed.


    Then, the two of them asked him a few more questions.


    Most of Xiao Jingye’s answers were inconclusive.


    As he had mentioned, he knew too little about Yin Qing.


    “Oh, 1 suddenly remembered something!”