It seemed that Mo Qian’er was still alive.
But what about the corpse?
“Then, can you check the souls gathered from the crown prince’s residence recently?” Lu Fenying narrowed his eyes.
He looked at Mo Qian’er’s chest again. The scar was still there.
If it was fake, how could it be so similar? It was an old scar.
Also, Mo Qian’er had been carried out of Su Muwei’s room, which had been guarded the whole time; if there had been any movement, they would have known.
It was impossible to take Mo Qian’er away without anyone noticing.
Was this body fake? He didn’t believe it. This was clearly Mo Qian’er’s face and body.
Could the Nether King’s intelligence be wrong?
“I did, and a lot of souls were collected from the crown prince’s residence recently. Have you been killing people every day?” The Nether King snorted.
It wasn’t like he was sympathetic, but it was really rare for so many people from one residence to die in a short period of time.
“That’s none of your business. Is there a list?” Lu Fenying asked.
“I do have a list, but I never do anything that doesn’t benefit me. While she isn’t dead, we already have an agreement,” said the Nether King.
Even if Mo Qian’er wasn’t dead, she would still belong to the Nether Land.
“Of course.” Lu Fenying wasn’t in the mood to haggle with the Nether King. He would agree to anything now.
What happened later would depend on their individual capabilities.
The Nether King raised his hand, and a list appeared in it. Lu Fenying took it and summoned Red Wolf. “Check the people who died here recently against this list and see if anyone stands out.”
Red Wolf accepted the order and withdrew. It wasn’t hard to find out how many people had died in the crown prince’s residence.
Those who died would lose their slave marks – they would know after a look around the slave mark room.
Red Wolf soon returned. “Your Highness, something’s wrong.”
Lu Fenying’s face darkened. “Speak.”
“The names of those who died are the same as on the list, but with this person, I don’t know how she died, nor did I see a body.”
Red Wolf pointed at Qing’er.
“Who is she?” Lu Fenying increasingly felt that something wasn’t right, and he glared at the woman on the bed.
“Qing’er used to be a maid in the kitchen, but was punished by the housekeeper for a wrongdoing. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t have died. The people who were in the room with her only know that she was summoned by the housekeeper the next day and never returned. They thought that the housekeeper had killed her for her mistake, so nobody cared.”
To the noble families of Heavenly Wind Empire, the lives of slaves were worthless, and the other slaves didn’t have the ability to worry about the lives of others.
When a slave was called away and beaten to death, their body wouldn’t be dragged back, but simply tossed onto a heap.
So when Qing’er disappeared, everybody thought that she was dead.
“I asked the housekeeper, but she said that she didn’t call for Qing’er the next day, and that her mistake hadn’t been severe enough to cost her her life.”
Lu Fenying’s face was dark. “All of you, get out.”
The Nether King very obligingly walked out.
After everyone left, Lu Fenying grabbed Mo Qian’er’s feet and pulled her over. He tore off her clothes, spread her thighs and had a look at the base.
