Chapter 236
At the same moment, Feng Jing looked at the ink spilled all over the floor again and recalled a casual remark Celine had made when he went to see her earlier:
"It seems that my brother from the daytime is doing well now as well."
Feng Jing clenched his fists, exhaled a breath of stale air, and then put the table back on its original position.
Thinking of Celestia's sweet and affectionate smile towards him now, Feng Jing couldn't help but feel irritated.
Everything he owns now is stolen, yet he is quite intoxicated by it.
His vision shifted, and he found himself in Ling Wu's room.
Upon seeing the empty room, Feng Jing's heart skipped a beat. "Celestia!"
A moment later, a screen made of data appeared before his eyes.
Then the image appears.
—The young girl raised her fair wrist, about to knock on the old and rustic door of the weaving workshop.
Lingwu gazed at the door of the weaving workshop, while the owner of the medicine shop beside her had glistening tears in his eyes.
Inside the weaving workshop, an elderly woman with gray hair put on her cloak.
She raised her hand to touch her aged face, "Awu, my Awu... can you still recognize me?"
After a short while, she seemed to have made up her mind and then stepped to open the door.
A man's voice suddenly came from behind her: "You should think carefully about whether to see him or not, and if you do see him, how you should do it."
The old woman looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man dressed as a crown prince, looking at her with a cold and aloof expression.
"Landrico!" The old woman's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, her tone filled with resentment.
“Look at your appearance now. Awu has always been looking forward to seeing what kind of unparalleled beauty the queen who can write the manuscript will possess.”
"Anyway... it's not like you, old and frail, like a dried-up mummy." Feng Jing read this passage according to the character's script.
His gaze passed past the old woman and went to the door.
It's as if I can already see the little princess, who has secretly slipped out of the castle, full of hope.
It's not good behavior, but it's understandable.
"You!" The old woman opened her mouth, and because of these words, she took a step back, as if all her strength had been drained.
Awu wouldn't do that; she knows her child.
She regained her composure, braced herself against the table, and struggled to keep from collapsing.
“I can restore your former appearance to you, but you cannot tell Awu the reason you left back then and the deal we made.” Landric’s voice was as cold as an icy glacier.
"If you don't tell A-Wu... what exactly do you want to do to A-Wu? Haven't you kept A-Wu locked up for so many years enough?" The old woman's eyes were bloodshot!
Landric lazily raised his eyes. "You took my father away, so what's wrong with me imprisoning your daughter? Besides... back then, you were the one who offered to exchange her health for her freedom. How come you've turned into this now?"
“You took away my face, you took away all my identity, leaving me in this dark and hopeless room, unable to leave even for a moment, and I have never resisted. But A-Wu… A-Wu is already sixteen years old! You have drugged her and locked her in the castle for sixteen years! In two more years, it will be the eighteenth year that we agreed upon back then…”
She didn't finish her sentence, but then something occurred to her, and her eyes turned bloodshot. "You don't want A-Wu to leave?"
Landric curled his lips. "What? You expect her to live a wretched life under the protection of a cowardly man, just like you? Don't forget, in this whole world, besides me, who else can protect her?"
He then calmly added, "I think you've already heard the rumors circulating in the capital about how crazy those who have seen her have become."
All the players flocked to her, wanting only her.
The old woman was slightly taken aback, but when she thought of Landric's identity, her eyes filled with hatred. She angrily said, "But you are her brother!"
Landric, his secret exposed, showed no displeasure, only scoffing and asking, "So what?"
Without waiting for the old woman's response, he sighed softly and emphasized, "You don't have much time left to choose."
The old woman let out a heavy sigh, then seemed to have made up her mind.
"Okay, I promise not to reveal what happened back then."
"Then you mustn't forget that promise."
"I won't." The old woman lowered her eyes, concealing the hatred in her heterochromatic pupils.
Seeing this, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Landric's eyes.
"Go open the door." He stepped onto the attic, turning back with a smile.
"My face..."
“It’s already healed. If you don’t believe me, go look in the mirror,” Landric said coldly.
The old woman didn't look, but when she raised her hand and touched the delicate skin, her heartstrings tightened.
The noble crown prince has been favored by the gods since childhood, able to take everything away at will, and also return everything to its rightful owner...
Is he able to know what others are thinking?
Outside the door, the apothecary frowned. "The Queen usually opens the door very quickly..."
She murmured, and when she met Ling Wu's worried gaze, the apothecary placed one hand on the door before saying, "Your Highness, please step back a couple of steps."
Lingwu did as she was told.
The pharmacy owner felt a heat in her palms, but before she could exert any force, the door was opened from the inside.
The first thing that caught the eye was a stunningly beautiful face. The beautiful woman looked away from the pharmacy owner and smiled sweetly at Ling Wu.
Her heterochromatic eyes revealed endless tenderness and longing.
"My Awu," she murmured, looking at Lingwu.
"Mother?" Ling Wu was quite puzzled, but she didn't ask any further questions.
After all, the woman in front of him had a face that was very similar to Celestia's.
The apothecary opened his red lips in surprise, "Your Majesty, your face!"
The Queen shook her head at the apothecary, who then concealed the worry in his eyes, bowed respectfully, and stepped back, leaving space for Lingwu and the Queen.
"My Awu, she's grown up so much already." Despite the Queen's gentle tone, her voice was still unpleasant.
Lingwu keenly sensed Landric's presence in the weaving workshop, but she was reluctant to let this hard-won time be wasted.
Moreover, she also wanted to see what Landric was planning to do.
"Mother……"
The word "Mother" brought tears that the Queen had been hiding, streaming down her beautiful face.
She held Lingwu tightly in her arms, and behind Lingwu's back, where Lingwu couldn't see, her face was filled with sorrow and grief.
The queen said nothing, only murmuring, "My Awu has grown so much."
"You've grown so much..."
Lingwu let her embrace her, and after the Queen examined her for a long time, she said to the Queen when the Queen's mood had calmed down a bit, "Has Mother been here all these years?"
The Queen could feel the oppressive force emanating from the attic behind her. Suppressing her anger and helplessness, she nodded. "It's all my fault..."
The queen slowly explained what had happened back then.
But Lingwu didn't take it seriously after hearing everything.
Of course, if one doesn't sense Landric's presence, one might still believe a few words.
"Will Mother come back to the castle with me?" Ling Wu asked, then lowered her eyes. "No, Mother, please stay here."
The Queen's hand, which was holding Ling Wu's, trembled slightly. She asked, "Why?"
Did A-Wu realize something?
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