"Your Highness, how could you throw Miss Han off the cliff? Do you know what sacrifices she made to save you? You..."

Zhao Hu was somewhat angry and turned to look for "Blood Purple Rose" when Li Mufeng grabbed him by the throat.

"An illusion, it's all an illusion..."

Li Mufeng's eyes were bloodshot with rage, his only thought being to break the illusion before him and kill everyone inside.

"Your Highness, please wake up! That's Lord Zhao Hu..."

The guards who followed Zhao Hu in hurriedly stepped forward to pry open Li Mufeng's iron-like hands.

"Your Highness...please wake up! I am Zhao Hu..."

Zhao Hu struggled desperately, his words fragmented, his mind filled with the words of "Blood Purple Rose."

"Pain can keep one awake and prevent them from being controlled by illusions."

Zhao Hu gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and slashed at Li Mufeng's arm.

"ah……"

Out of pain, Li Mufeng finally released his grip. Zhao Hu gasped for breath, and after a moment, Li Mufeng's dazed eyes finally cleared.

"What's wrong with me? You... how did you get here? Weren't you supposed to accompany the princess to 'Baojun County' to bring rain?"

Because he had already decided that "Blood Purple Rose" would be his future partner, Li Mufeng still called her Princess Consort, even though they were already divorced.

"cough!"

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed.

"Where is she? Where did she go?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Li Mufeng grabbed Zhao Hu by the collar.

"I apologize for my offense. I had no choice but to injure Your Highness."

Zhao Hu gave an irrelevant answer, and Li Mufeng roared.

"I only ask you, where is she? Where did she go?"

Li Mufeng already had the answer in his heart, but he was unwilling to believe the established facts.

"Since it has already happened, Your Highness should quickly send people to search at the bottom of the cliff, there may still be a glimmer of hope."

Zhao Hu knew Li Mufeng was sad, but he still couldn't help but say something.

"Find them! Quickly, everyone get down the mountain! We need to find them alive or dead..."

At this point, Li Mufeng spat out several mouthfuls of saliva.

"No, it's a person, we must find a living person."

Li Mufeng had never been so panicked as he was at this moment. How could he have personally thrown her off the cliff? On the way down the mountain, he almost fell several times, but Zhao Hu caught him each time.

"Take care, Your Highness. Neither Miss Han nor those in the capital can do without you."

"Yes, I must not fall before I find her."

Thinking of "Blood Purple Rose", Li Mufeng almost flew into the canyon.

Just now, Li Mufeng was trapped in an illusion by a man in black. At first, Han Ziwei wanted to kill him, but when he was stabbed by a sword, the pain made him briefly wake up and he found that he had stabbed himself.

Just as he realized it was an illusion and was preparing to retaliate, the man in black threw another handful of bewitching powder at him, causing him to fall into the illusion again. This time, he was caught in bed with Han Ruyi by Han Ziwei. He desperately tried to explain, but Han Ziwei was disappointed and begged for death. He wanted to grab her, but he never expected that the tragedy that had just happened would occur.

"Han Ziwei, where are you?"

"Miss Han..."

...

After searching for a while, the group finally found a corpse. The corpse was already mangled and covered in blood, and it was wearing a bright red shirt that was stained with blood.

Li Mufeng held the corpse and wailed loudly.

"Han Ziwei, wake up, wake up, sob sob... What will I do if you die? We finally cleared up the misunderstanding, you can't be so cruel as to leave me, sob sob..."

"Your Highness, please accept my condolences!"

Zhao Hu handed Li Mufeng a handkerchief, equally saddened. She was an extremely intelligent woman, radiant during the rain, and fearless in the face of danger. She was not the incompetent fool that the rumors in the capital made her out to be. She was a perfect match for the prince, what a pity.

"Yes! Your Highness, please accept my condolences. Miss Han is dead. The most urgent task now is to find the man in black and kill him. Only in this way can we avenge Miss Han."

"Yes, that's right, it's the man in black's fault. If the man in black hadn't set up this illusion, the prince wouldn't have lost his mind, and he wouldn't have accidentally injured Miss Han."

...

With everyone chiming in, Li Mufeng finally regained his senses. Yes, it was all that man in black.

His thoughts gradually cleared, and memories flooded back. The figure of the man in black flashed in his mind, and anger began to rise. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles making a crisp cracking sound.

Thinking of all this, Li Mufeng picked up "Xue Ziwei" and looked at the woman in his arms. He was filled with guilt and self-blame. It was his fault for not protecting her. He must take revenge.

"Find him for me! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, capture that man in black for me. I want to tear him to pieces, no, I want to skin him alive!"

Li Mufeng's voice was filled with boundless anger and hatred. His gaze swept over the crowd, and everyone could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from him.

Holding the "Blood Purple Rose," he entered the county government office. Magistrate Xu hurriedly arranged a superior room for him. At this moment, Li Mufeng's eyes were bloodshot, like a demon who had walked out of hell. Magistrate Xu dared not say anything, gently closed the door for him, and sent someone to buy a coffin.

Li Mufeng gently placed "Blood Purple Rose" on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Zhao Hu thoughtfully had a basin of warm water prepared, and Li Mufeng personally wiped the bloodstains from "Xue Ziwei's" face, only to find that her face was completely disfigured and she could not be recognized at all.

Li Mufeng wiped it again and again, and then he noticed a problem: the wound on the woman's face was very deep, not from being scratched by a stone, but rather from being caused by a knife or sword.

"Could it be that she was injured before? Was she hurt by someone on her way to Baojun County?"

Thinking of this, Li Mufeng's murderous aura intensified, and he shouted in a deep voice,

"Zhao Hu, get in here now."

"Your Highness, is there something you need from me?"

Zhao Hu trembled when he heard Li Mufeng call out to him. He could hear the anger in Li Mufeng's voice and wondered what he had done wrong. Was it because he had injured the prince in the mist? Zhao Hu was uneasy and dared not look Li Mufeng in the eye.

"Who? Who hurt her face?"

Li Mufeng's trembling hand pointed at "Blood Purple Rose," and he questioned her repeatedly.

"ah?"

Zhao Hu was taken aback, looked up at the woman on the bed, and said truthfully...

"I don't know? When Miss Han came from Baojun County with me, she was not injured. Perhaps she was injured by rocks when the prince threw her into the bottom of the cliff."

"No, this wasn't caused by the stone; it was caused by a sharp weapon."

Li Mufeng was quite certain, but Zhao Hu shook his head.

"A sharp weapon? That's impossible."

After saying that, they stepped forward and took a closer look. The two exchanged a glance and said in unison,

"Could this person not be Ziwei...?"

"Could she not be Miss Han?"

...

Li Mufeng was secretly delighted. Zhao Hu, disregarding all propriety and shame, tore open the woman's clothes, and after a moment said with certainty...

"She is not Miss Han. In order to enter the maze to save the prince, Miss Han once used her sword to stab herself above the chest, in order to force herself not to be controlled by the bewitching smoke."

The woman before them was killed with a single sword strike, not Miss Han.

"So she's still alive."

Li Mufeng was overjoyed and walked out laughing. But when he reached the door, he suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

"After all this commotion, why haven't those court officials arrived yet? Didn't Father Emperor send people to assist him?"