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Chapter 4214: Concocting a Story

Mo Lian also considered this, exchanged a look with Qiao Mu, and nodded, "Okay, I'll have someone go out and make arrangements."

Meanwhile.

Ni Hanzhi, dressed in white mourning clothes, knelt beside Elder He Wen's body, head bowed, silently weeping.

Around them, hundreds of Medicine King Island disciples clamored loudly, demanding, "Let her come out!"

"Let her come out and see us!"

"She sent people to kill Elder He Wen! What, does she dare to do it but not own up to it?"

"Don't think hiding in the palace will make everything fine!"

"Our Medicine King Island is not that easily bullied!"

"Exactly! Let her come out!"

"Come out!"

The crowd's emotions surged. Many ordinary people only dared to watch from a distance, hiding in street corners and secretly peeking at the scene.

Medicine King Island made such a huge show, directly carrying Elder He Wen's body to display it at the palace gate.

This matter startled the entire court and common folk within half an hour.

While figures like Prince Jianping naturally wouldn't go to watch the Crown Princess's drama, there were indeed many idle people, bored and seeking excitement, who rushed to spectate.

Unlike ordinary citizens, those cultivators who were bolder due to their skills leaped onto nearby rooftops or simply stood behind the Medicine King Island procession to get a closer look.

"What do you think is going on?"

"I don't know."

"Last time in Jiawei City, we were there too."

"The Crown Princess did indeed act against Elder He Wen's disciple, Miss Ni Hanzhi."

"But in the end, after Elder He Wen appeared, the Crown Princess let them go."

"According to those from Medicine King Island, the Crown Princess, angered and humiliated afterward, still refused to give up and sent people to cause trouble for Miss Ni. Elder He Wen, eager to save his disciple, was severely wounded by several masked men and died shortly after."

"How tragic."

"I heard he was stabbed seventeen or eighteen times. Even a cultivator couldn't endure such an assault."

This person spoke vividly, as if he had been present at the scene himself.

Everyone immediately concocted a story in their minds, portraying the little poker-face as a narrow-minded and vicious person.

The few rumor-spreaders, nestled in the crowd, continued speaking, when suddenly they felt a chill on their necks.

Looking again, they found themselves lifted into the air, flying swiftly towards the palace gate.

Several people shrieked simultaneously.

In but a moment, they were flung by a squad of Purple Forest Guards directly in front of the Medicine King Island group.

Ni Hanzhi, who was kneeling on the ground with her head bowed, silently weeping, was startled. She instinctively flinched backward, glaring furiously at one of the Purple Forest Guards.

"What do you want to do??" The Medicine King Island disciples were enraged, and several of them clanged their sheathed swords.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess have arrived."

As the palace gates swung wide open, Mo Lian and Qiao Mu walked out hand-in-hand.

No one could detect the slightest hint of panic on the little Crown Princess's face.

From beginning to end, her expression remained a cold, poker-face, her gaze sweeping over the crowd like water.

Those whose clear eyes met hers immediately felt a sense of self-abasement.

It was as if they were mere clowns, jumping around like filthy insects and grasshoppers outside the palace gate.

Under such dazzling brilliance, everyone felt utterly helpless.

Standing at the forefront of the Medicine King Island procession was a young man in flowing white robes, his long hair meticulously combed, and his expression very solemn and dignified.

"Your Royal Highness, Crown Princess, this is Young Island Master Wei Su of Medicine King Island."