The assassin was definitely someone in the entourage. As for the reason, it may be a personal vengeance, or it may have been an order from their master. Excluding the guards, there were hundreds of people included in the entourage; it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack if they were to investigate each of them.
Consort Mei hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea to calm down Emperor Lin as she urged softly, “Your Majesty, take care of your body.” She paused, hesitant to continue.
Emperor Lin glanced at her and took a sip of hot tea, “Speak if you wish.”
Consort Mei nodded, “I have the same thought as Sister Consort Xian. The Fifth Princess is so adorable and lovely, everyone just couldn’t wait to dote on her. Why would anyone do such a thing to her? I’m afraid she was dragged into the grievances of her mother. Perhaps it was someone in the palace who had an unsolved enmity with Honorable Lady Xiao Lan and took the opportunity to retaliate tonight.”
Emperor Lin nodded solemnly, as if what she said was reasonable.
He glanced quietly at Lin Feilu, who was still in his arms.
Consort Mei smiled softly, her eyes filled with concern, as if she was really sharing Emperor Lin’s worries.
These words redirected Emperor Lin’s anger for the assassin towards Xiao Lan, as they were all implying that Xiao Lan’s own personal grievances had caused her daughter’s affliction.
Emperor Lin, who already did not have a good impression of Xiao Lan, hated Xiao Lan even more after this incident.
Consort Xian also raised her eyes at Consort Mei, but said nothing and withdrew her gaze again.
Emperor Lin’s face turned uglier by the second after hearing Consort Mei’s words, and ordered the guards after a while, “Send someone to thoroughly investigate whether anyone who came on this trip had any grudges with Honorable Lady Xiao Lan from Mingyue Palace. Report immediately to me once anything is found.”
The guard left upon receiving the order.
It was very late at night by the time the entire commotion had subsided; Emperor Lin carried Lin Feilu, who was curled up in his arms, onto the bed in the inner room, and growled in a low voice, “Little Fifth Princess will be sleeping here tonight. I want to see who would dare to come again!”
He also instructed Consort Mei who followed behind, “You should go back tonight.”
Consort Mei was taken aback, stole a glance at Lin Feilu who was curled up in the bed, and gently lowered her head, “Yes.”
Lin Feilu watched her slowly walking out of the room, and sneered in her heart as she closed her eyes.
You’re just another high-grade Green Tea Princess pretending to be an innocent naive White Lotus in front of me.
If I’m not mistaken, it’s definitely her.
Lin Feilu had always boasted that she was not a good person herself.
She had done things that good people wouldn’t do. She knew it was wrong, but she harboured any guilt about it. So if God decided to punish her when she dies, she would still feel at peace.
But no matter how bad and evil she was, no human lives had ever been involved.
Murder was not something that could be commited on a whim! She was a Green Tea Princess, not a serial murderer.
But in this wicked feudal era, in the cruel, heartless harem, it was simply too cold-blooded to commit a murder on a child just because she could be a possible threat.
In contrast to the incident today, Imperial Concubine Jing’s scheme was actually quite euphemistic.