FRGNM -Chapter 10 The Crown Prince Arrives

Hearing that blood-curdling scream, Ling Roudan couldn’t help but frown and asked, “Father, what’s happening? That sound… it’s Ling Ruoxi, isn’t it? Why does she sound so terrifying? Has something happened to her?”

“Mind your own business. What matters most now is to welcome His Highness the Crown Prince. Your eldest sister will come out soon—remember, speak well of her to the Crown Prince!” Ling Hu said sternly, his gaze also fixed expectantly on the door.

Everyone knew that the Crown Prince’s visit to the Ling family was to demand an explanation from Ling Ruoxi—that he had come specifically for the Third Miss of the Ling family.

“Father.” Ling Huiru stepped forward slowly, her flashy bright red outfit drawing attention. With heavy makeup, she looked completely different.

Even Ling Hu was momentarily stunned. “Which girl are you? Did your father call for you?”

“Father, it’s me, Huiru!” Ling Huiru glared fiercely, patting her cloud-like hair with a smile. “Father, the Crown Prince is here! Your daughter is ready.”

“Eldest sister… are you serious? You’re dressed like this—are you planning to marry?” Ling Roudan felt goosebumps all over. The overwhelming fragrance almost made her want to vomit.

Rolling her eyes at Ling Roudan, Ling Huiru grabbed Ling Hu’s wrist and smiled, “Of course I’m ready to marry the Crown Prince. Do you really think he’d marry that broken shoe instead?”

“Eldest sister, what happened with Third Sister was purely an accident. Besides, the Crown Prince hasn’t even made his intentions clear—how can you decide on your own to marry him?” Ling Roudan frowned, continuing, “Even though I don’t like her, but right now…”

“The Crown Prince has arrived…”

That sudden voice cut off Ling Roudan’s words. Everyone in the Ling household immediately knelt. Ling Hu and Ling Huiru hurriedly looked ahead, eyes widening as they tried to spot the familiar figure in the long approaching procession.

“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince…”

As the leading figure came closer, Ling Hu and Ling Huiru quickly knelt, and Ling Roudan, frowning slightly, followed suit.

“No need for formalities.” A cold voice rang out. A man in a yellow embroidered dragon robe stood before them, his long black hair bound with a “Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl” headband. His skin was smoother than a woman’s, provoking envy. Sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes shimmering as he turned, his thin, sexy lips slightly parted, and his icy voice continued: “General Ling, is Ruoxi present?”

In that moment, Ling Huiru was stunned, staring blankly at the man before her, as if he were the only person in the world. But the words “is Ruoxi present” dragged her back to reality. Cold determination shone in her eyes as she quickly rose, smiling lightly: “Your Highness, Third Sister Ruoxi is in the study. You must be tired—please rest here in the Ling residence for a while.”

“No need. I am here by my father the Emperor’s order to deliver a letter of divorce to her.” From his sleeve, Nangong Mo pulled out a letter. A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. “Tell her to come out.”

“Yes, yes!” Xiao Yu nodded repeatedly and ran quickly toward the study.

Hearing the words “divorce letter,” Ling Huiru laughed coquettishly, her voice dripping with charm, like a madam in a brothel. She reached for Nangong Mo’s robe and said with a faint smile, “Your Highness, Ruoxi has really gone too far this time. On the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, she went out to steal a man, ruining Your Highness’s reputation. But besides Ruoxi, there are other women in the Ling family, you know.”

The implication was clear—within minutes, Ling Huiru had promoted herself, introducing herself to the Crown Prince!

Nangong Mo, eyes slightly narrowed, could read her intentions clearly. He immediately shook off her hand and said coldly: “Ling family, I have already seen enough. If I were to marry, would I be getting more green hats? With looks like yours, you dare to try to please me? You’re not even worthy to be my bedslave. You’d better recognize your place!”

“Your Highness, my daughter doesn’t know how to speak—please spare her!” Ling Hu hurriedly pulled the pale-faced Ling Huiru to stand between them.

However, her flirtatious expression only irritated Nangong Mo further. He was about to throw the divorce letter to the ground when a bloodcurdling scream rang out from the courtyard. A disheveled woman suddenly burst out.

“Ah! My face! My face!”

“Miss! Miss! Wait, Xiao Yu…”

A figure in white covered her left cheek with one hand, crimson blood continuously spilling and staining her hand. Her long black hair fluttered as she scrambled forward in a panic, searching desperately for water.

“What… what happened?” Ling Roudan was terrified by the scene, running forward in shock.

Splash! She jumped into the pond. The water turned red instantly. The white-clad figure emerged, hair dripping wet, shivering. Her left cheek looked like aged tree bark, with the black eyeball protruding like a ghostly monster. Yet her right cheek remained intact, untouched.

“Ah!” Ling Roudan was even more frightened, quickly backing away from Ling Ruoxi. She never imagined the person in front of her could look like this.

This was his fiancée? Raising an eyebrow, Nangong Mo snorted coldly.