At the same time, a thorough search was carried out on the bedroom where Concubine Chen lived during her lifetime.

No corner was left unsearched: under the bed, in the drawers of the dressing table, deep in the wardrobe, hoping to find even the slightest clue that might lead to the murderer.

Nangong Beiyu also followed the search team, scanning the bedroom eagerly, praying in his heart that he could find some useful clues.

"Mother, I hope your spirit in heaven will protect me and help me find the real murderer." His eyes were filled with determination and resoluteness.

At the same time, an in-depth investigation was conducted into the people Chen Fei had contact with during her lifetime.

The palace maids and eunuchs close to her were summoned one by one and subjected to severe interrogation.

"Did Concubine Chen have any unusual behavior during her lifetime? Who was the last person to see Concubine Chen? What was the situation at that time?" Each question was sharp and urgent, and no room for concealment was allowed.

The imperial physicians from the palace were also summoned to inquire in detail about Concubine Chen's physical condition and to check her medical records, trying to find any clues that might be related to the tragedy.

Outside the palace, personnel sent to investigate among the people were also running around, asking whether there were any suspicious people appearing near the palace before or after Concubine Chen's accident, and whether there were any unusual rumors circulating.

The entire palace was immersed in tension and seriousness, and no one dared to slack off.

Because everyone knows how much the emperor takes this matter seriously. If the truth is not found out, it will surely lead to a bloody storm.

"Don't miss any details or any suspicious person."

This is the firm belief in the hearts of the officials who thoroughly investigated the case.

They knew very well that only by finding the real murderer and giving justice to Concubine Chen could they calm the emperor's anger and restore the peace of the palace.

During this long and difficult investigation, everyone was on edge, and Nangong Beiyu was looking forward to the truth coming to light as soon as possible.

The news of Concubine Chen's tragic death spread quickly like a cloud of darkness.

Fengjiu also learned of this shocking news.

Fengjiu has always been kind-hearted. Although she did not have a deep friendship with Concubine Chen, she was still filled with sorrow when she heard the tragic news.

Her two talking parrots, Xiaohong and Xiaolu, are usually smart and well-behaved, and Fengjiu has high hopes for them this time.

The prince ran around everywhere to thoroughly investigate the death of Concubine Chen.

Fengjiu knew the seriousness of the matter and decided to lend her beloved parrot to the prince to help him find the truth.

Led by the prince, Xiaohong and Xiaolu traveled around every corner of the palace.

They use their keen senses and clever tongues to search for clues everywhere.

Finally, in a remote and deserted corner, they found the tabby cat that Concubine Chen loved during her lifetime.

The tabby cat curled up in the shadows, its fur standing on end, its eyes filled with fear and sadness.

It stared at the approaching Little Red and Little Green vigilantly, making a low whining sound in its throat, as if resisting everything in the outside world.

Xiaohong and Xiaolu were not intimidated by the hostility of the tabby cat. In gentle tones, they expressed their sympathy for Chen Fei and their determination to find the truth.

Slowly, the tabby cat's body became less tense, and the hostility in its eyes gradually faded, replaced by deep confusion and pain.

Xiaohong tentatively moved forward a little and continued to communicate with the tabby cat in a gentle voice.

The tabby cat finally relaxed, its eyes became empty, as if it had returned to that terrible moment.

It began to describe the scene in a halting manner, its voice trembling and hoarse.

The tabby cat said, "That night, Concubine Chen was resting in her bedroom.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and it seemed that no one in the palace could hear the sound in the room. The person who came in was masked.

The man had a ferocious look in his eyes and rushed towards the empress without saying a word.

The queen was terrified and stepped back repeatedly, shouting "Why are you doing this?"

The masked man ignored him and kept pressing forward.

The queen was forced onto the bed with nowhere to escape, so she tore off her face veil.

She screamed Wang Xu's name desperately, begging him to let her go.

But Wang Xu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he eventually murdered the empress and tortured her for a long time.

I hid in the corner, too scared to make a sound, and could only watch it all happen."

The revelation of this truth shocked everyone present.

The prince's expression became increasingly solemn, and Fengjiu's heart was also filled with emotion after hearing the news.

What kind of conspiracy and hatred is hidden behind the death of Concubine Chen? And why did Wang Xu commit such a cruel act against his own cousin?

Fengjiu knows very well that although the truth has begun to emerge, the road ahead is still full of thorns.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that justice would be served and that Chen Fei's wronged soul would rest in peace.

Wang Xu was eventually arrested and brought to justice.

Under severe interrogation, he revealed the secret that he had hidden in his heart for many years.

It turned out that he had been in love with his cousin Chen Jinrong, also known as Chen Fei, since he was a teenager.

However, this distorted emotion gradually became crazy and uncontrollable in the power struggles in the court.

When this truth reached Nangong Beiyu's ears, he collapsed instantly.

He could never accept that the murderer who took his mother's life was actually her relative.

His heart was filled with pain, confusion and anger. He kept asking himself why it was like this and why family affection was so vulnerable in the face of desire and distorted love.

Nangong Beiyu stood there blankly, his eyes empty and lifeless.

He remembered his mother's gentleness and kindness when she was alive, and her love and trust for her family.

But now, it was her trusted relatives who pushed her into the abyss of death.

His hands were clenched into fists and his body was shaking with extreme grief and anger.

He wanted to scream loudly and ask why God was so unfair.

But all the anger and pain got stuck in my throat and turned into silent tears.

In the dark conspiracy of this palace, Nangong Beiyu felt extremely lonely and confused.

But soon, his eyes became firm and the flame of revenge ignited in his heart.

He secretly vowed to make Wang Xu pay a heavy price for his crimes and avenge his mother.

At the solemn court meeting, Nangong Beiyu, dressed in solemn court robes, walked towards the center of the court with firm steps.

When the emperor heard this, he was furious and immediately ordered severe punishment for Wang Xu. He was torn into pieces by five horses and three generations of the Wang family were exiled to a cold and bitter place on the border.

Nangong Beiyu watched Wang Xu being taken away, and the hatred in his heart was slightly relieved, but he knew that the departure of his mother was a pain that could never be compensated.

However, revenge did not make Nangong Beiyu lose himself.

Nangong Beiyu: "Father, I want to go to Shuzhong to serve as an official and help you. The land in Shuzhong is barren, and I want to grow high-yield crops there so that the people can have enough food and clothing."