Chapter 48 The Evil Cat Princess Who Bewitched the Kingdom 9

In order to catch the mastermind behind the murder, the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review, under the emperor's orders, took turns keeping watch day and night, and finally obtained a clue three days later.

It was still midnight when a lazy imperial guard, who hadn't gone on patrol, got lost and nearly had his heart ripped out while passing through the Imperial Garden.

According to this man, if he hadn't been so frightened that he rolled in mud all over himself, the murderer would have thought he was too dirty and he might have lost his life.

The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review was a handsome young man. Holding a notebook in his hands, he asked solemnly, "Can you see what he looks like?"

The Imperial Guard thought for a moment and said, "She has very fair skin, very red lips, a small face, is a head shorter than me, and has a pleasant fragrance."

As she spoke, the Imperial Guard's gaze suddenly became fixed on him. "Although I couldn't see his face clearly, his waist was so slender, and he walked over barefoot, deliberately showing me one side of his clothes. Could it be that he didn't want to kill me at all, but actually liked me?!"

It wasn't until a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads that the Imperial Guards snapped out of their daze.

His reaction just now was exactly the same as that of the dead man whose heart had been ripped out!

"I will report this matter truthfully to His Majesty. As a member of the Imperial Guard, you were derelict in your duty; you are lucky to have escaped with your life." The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review shook his head and turned to leave.

The reason why these imperial guards dared to abandon their posts was because they were also scions of prominent families in the capital and did not take their superiors seriously at all.

Such things are commonplace in the capital. Sons of military families either join the Imperial Guard or the Iron Cavalry. In any case, they have their families supporting them in the court, and even if things don't go well in the future, they can still become a Lieutenant General.

As luck would have it, the imperial guard whose heart had been ripped out was also from a noble family.

The mastermind behind this murder not only chose strong and healthy men, but also powerful and wealthy men with family backgrounds and wealth. Are these people not pure and innocent?

After reading the memorials submitted by the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review, Lu Wenjing subconsciously reached out to touch the side, only to find a cold paperweight.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Lu Wenjing came to his senses and said, "Since someone dares to abandon his post under my very nose, let him be the bait."

Several officials from the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review received the order and withdrew.

As night fell, the guard who had acted as bait wandered alone near the artificial hill, while in the shadows, a group of guards lay in ambush behind the bushes, waiting for the mastermind to reveal himself.

Lu Wenjing leaned against a tree, arms crossed, casually tapping his arms with his knuckles, his dark eyes peering into the distance through the snow-covered branches.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

A scream came from behind the artificial hill, followed by a strong smell of blood.

The crowd's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately surrounded the artificial hill.

They clearly guarded every entrance to the Imperial Garden and didn't see anyone pass by. So where did the murderer come from?

Lu Wenjing strode toward the artificial hill. As he circled around it, thick blood flowed to his feet.

He frowned and looked over.

As night fell and the moonlight dimmed, a slender figure straddled the lifeless man, her head bowed, sticking out half of her pink tongue to lick her blood-stained fingertips.

It was already winter, and the snow in the Imperial Garden had not yet melted, but he was not wearing shoes or socks. The clothes he wore could hardly be called clothes; they were more like a thin veil torn from somewhere, so thin that it revealed his snow-white skin, which he casually wrapped around his body, leaving half of his fair and slender shoulder and calf exposed.

A tail peeked out from under the veil and swayed gently behind her.

[Host, stop eating! The protagonist is coming to get you!] The system panicked.

Xie Rong slowly turned her head and met Lu Wenjing's gaze.

He tilted his head, smiled at the man, the blood still wet on his lips, and said, "You've been staring at me, do you want some too?"

After saying that, he shook the heart that was still half full in his hand.

Lu Wenjing walked over, squatted down in front of him, snatched the heart from his hand, and threw it on the ground. "It's filthy."

Xie Rong's eyes turned cold. The heart he had eaten a few days ago, plus the half he had tonight, was enough to give him the demonic power to subdue men.

If you dare to steal the cat's food, you'll have to accept the cat's revenge.

He gripped Lu Wenjing's neck and slowly tightened his grip amidst the screams of the crowd.

“Actually, I prefer yours. It’s definitely tastier than theirs,” Xie Rong licked his blood-red lips, his tone excited and restless. “Let me think, where should we start?”

He stared at Lu Wenjing's chest, looking somewhat conflicted.

Eating hearts can quickly replenish demonic power, but Lu Wenjing is the chosen one of this world, so he needs to live to have a continuous supply of pure energy.

Xie Rong released the man's neck, her fingertips transforming into sharp claws that tore through Lu Wenjing's clothes, carving a few crooked words on his hard, bulging chest—'Xie Rong's food.'

“From now on, you are mine,” Xie Rong licked the remaining blood from his fingertips and squinted his eyes contentedly.

The blood of the chosen one is truly delicious.

Lu Wenjing's chest heaved violently as he finally caught his breath and gripped Xie Rong's hand tightly.

Xie Rong's eyes turned cold: "What, you're unwilling?"

If you don't want to be the cat's long-term food, then wait to be swallowed whole by the cat!

Lu Wenjing remained silent, staring at him.

Reason told him that, as the Emperor of Dafeng, such a monstrous creature that harmed the people of Dafeng should be sent to Xuanqing Palace.

But the wound on his chest was so itchy that he didn't have time to think about it. He picked Xie Rong up and carried her back.

Fortunately, this time, Xie Rong didn't turn into a cat and jump away from him like last time, and didn't stay away for several days.

Lu Wenjing's expression was unreadable. He tightened his grip on Xie Rong's waist, walked out of the rockery, and then suddenly stopped.

"Do I need to tell you how to say what happened today?" His voice was deep and suffocating, leaving everyone breathless. They could only lower their heads and respond.

The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review stood in the crowd, looking at the dirty, beautiful boy in the emperor's arms.

Although visibility was poor at night, many people had seen the scene of the boy sitting on the Imperial Guard and eating his heart.

The murderer is no longer in doubt, so why would His Majesty protect him?

The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review's gaze swept from Xie Rong's slender legs hanging down beside the man to the lips that occasionally stuck out their tongues to lick the remaining blood.

evildoer.

Aside from the word "monster," there's no other word that can adequately describe this person.

Jiang Yebai, the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, listened as everyone said in unison that the murderer had been executed, and that the person in His Majesty's arms was just an innocent palace maid who had almost been killed by the murderer.

He found it all absurd.

He studied diligently for ten years, became the top scholar in the imperial examination, and devoted himself to serving the people of Dafeng. Yet, he had to pledge allegiance to an emperor who was colluding with a wicked demon!

Perhaps his gaze was too cold and sharp, for the person in Lu Wenjing's arms seemed to sense something and turned his head to meet his eyes.

Jiang Yebai's heart pounded wildly, yet he was as if controlled by an invisible demonic force, unable to look away no matter what.

Those were extremely rare heterochromatic black and purple eyes, more eerily cat-like than human eyes.

Just now, Lu Wenjing stood in front, and they followed behind. They could vaguely see a swaying shadow reflected on the artificial hill, which looked just like a tail.

When the emperor carried the boy out, there was nothing under the thin veil he was wearing, only two long, straight legs.

This matter is by no means simple.

As Jiang Yebai pondered, Lu Wenjing followed Xie Rong's gaze and looked over.

"Jiang Qing, what are you looking at?"