13 She's Not Faking It?!

Meanwhile, Lan'er was out of breath. She never imagined everything would be extremely chaotic within the manor. She had just assigned a few servants and the manor's doctor to attend to her mother. She continued on her way to notify her father of her mother's injury. However, who would have thought she would end up witnessing her sister near death door spewing blood in the arms of the Third Prince. She swiftly aimed for his head. There was no way she could defeat the Third Prince, but she was prepared to fight a losing battle as long as she can take her sister back safely.

"Third Prince! Let my sister go!" She announced coldly. As anticipated, her attack had no effect on the royal prince as he merely dodged it as nothing had occurred. She reeled back a step, she couldn't execute another attack without the proper timing. She gazed at her older sister who was lying limp in his arms.

The Third Prince's eyes coldly flashed. He caught her line of sight and sneered.

"Do you think this Prince has nothing better to do to attack a lowly 'normal'?"

A black aura blasted from his body and struck out at Lan'er.

"Submit!" The Third Prince commanded.

Lan'er toppled back unable to handle the attack. She gritted her teeth and dug her nails into her palms. Was her sister's injury unrelated to the Third Prince? She took a deep breath.

"Yes, your highness."

Meanwhile, the Crown Prince and the General had detected the commotion and headed toward the noise. The General was ecstatic but bewildered. In fact, he did have a spy, a high-level spy servant given to him from Concubine Mei's father. He wasn't sure if that ignorant wretch of a daughter had seen the spy or not. Either way, he could not allow the Emperor to know of this. If the Emperor were to know, his plans would be unable to proceed, and he might get executed under the potential conspiracy of overthrowing the Emperor. A high-level spy in the hands of a General of a large army would definitely earn the distrust from the emperor. Thankfully, his spy wasn't in the manor however he couldn't understand: if the figure Hongyue saw wasn't his spy, then who was it? As he neared closer to the disturbance, he could see his eldest daughter unconscious in the arms of the Third Prince. Startled, he examined carefully to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving to him. Didn't they say the Third Prince despised contact with other people? Why was he here holding his daughter? Seeing his daughter lying almost lifeless provided the General great joy. He dropped his head to conceal his delight. His poison ultimately worked! He attempted to sound depressed as he pretended to be in grief at the Hongyue's condition.

The Crown Prince was dumbfounded. Why was his brother here? Why was Hongyue in such critical condition within the brief time they were gone?

"Get the doctor!" The Crown Prince roared.

Lan'er was quivering as she answered, "The doctor is tending to my mother. She sustained injuries to the head.."

A servant ran towards them quickly addressing, "My lord, Madam received severe head injuries. She's merely unconscious for now."

The General nodded. His wife was quite clever. By faking an injury, the Crown Prince would have no option but to leave them alone until she 'got better'from her 'madness.'

"Father, since mother is currently more stable. Let's have him take a look at elder sister." Lan'er pleaded.

The General promptly dismissed her pleas. He finally got the wretch to die, why would he try to save her. Watching at the Crown Prince, he knew he couldn't carelessly act out his desires, but he could attempt to delay Hongyue's treatment while acting like he's trying his best to save her.

"Your Highnesses, I'm regretful you had to witness all that. Servants, go return Eldest Miss to her room." The General turned to the Crown Prince. "I'll have Hongyue treated as soon as possible. Due to my wife's injury today, it's inconvenient to explain myself about the odd occurrences, please allow me to give you a full report tomorrow."

A display of disgust appeared in the Crown Prince's eyes. He wasn't stupid, but he couldn't do anything except to leave.

Swinging his sleeves, he turned and left, "You better be ready to explain everything to me tomorrow."

The General nodded eagerly. The Third Prince took one last final glimpse at Hongyue and left.

"Call the doctor 'only' after he 'carefully' finishes checking on my wife." The General commanded the servant. The servant nodded and left to pass the order to the doctor.

Lan'er was frightened, this man was heartless. The servant had just announced her mother was fine. Why was he making the doctor recheck her mother? He was delaying time. Blood traveled down her dress as her nails dug deeper into her palms. She couldn't sense the pain at all as her heartache painfully. What should she do now? She nodded to her father and started for her residence. Walking unsteadily with her eyes fueled with hatred.

The servant hurried up to the General out of breath.

"The madam is now throwing a fit! No one can soothe her down!"

"What about the doctor? Where is he? Is he not performing his responsibility?"

The servant quaked in fear.

"No my lord, he's dead. The madam killed him in her crazed fit. What do we do?"

"Bring me to her!"

Appearing on the scene, the General tried to apprehend his mind. There was furniture flung around to bits. Dead bodies of unlucky servants littered the ground. A dead doctor could be spotted propped against the pillar nearby, blood trickled down his mouth. The General frowned.

"My love, you don't have to continue pretending now. The Crown Prince hadn't found about the spy. You have to remind your father to lay low."

The General scowled, just like her mother even if that trash is useless she still managed to bring trouble. He was beginning to wonder if it there someone manipulating the whole circumstance since his spy servant wouldn't act rashly yet somehow that eldest 'normal' saw something. The general frowned, what if there indeed was a spy in his manor? He had used it as an excuse to throw the Crown Prince off, but he didn't think there would be a real rat in his estate. The General looked back his lover, panic was starting to cloud his eyes.

"Mei'er, my love, you can stop."

The concubine abruptly looked up and reacted to the loud voice. She was completely insane. All she could see was red. All she wanted was to kill. She lunged forward to suffocate him.

With his throat caged in Concubine Mei's hands, the General fought as he looked into her bloodshot eyes. Ripping off her hands, the General finally realized that she wasn't playing pretend. He backed up, trying to find his footing. She was truly insane. His voice was caught in his throat as he stumbled back trying to hold on to anything.

Concubine Mei had a strange, crazed look in her eyes. Seeing her empty hands caused a slight ripple in her heart. No! She needed to kill. No matter who it was, she needed to destroy them. She looked up at the General and suddenly lurched forward and grabbed him.

"SERVANTS!! THE MADAM IS INSANE!! COME QUICK! HELP!!" The general bellowed.