Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

Yaoguang Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, there's news from Xiyuexuan that Liuzhu is dead. It was said that she committed suicide." Yuan'er heard the news early in the morning and came over as soon as Your Majesty woke up.

Lin Rongyue combed her smooth hair and said, "If you want to die, then die."

"The best is yet to come, hehe!" Lin Rongyue looked at herself in the mirror and an ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

In this deep inner palace, the fate of a palace maid is as worthless as a blade of grass.

She chose to commit suicide and ended her life quietly, like a withered flower, with no one paying attention to her.

Her departure did not cause any ripples, and did not even reach Shen Yanyan's ears.

Naturally, the palace servants would not leave such a small matter to the Imperial Concubine to handle. The suicidal palace maid would just be dealt with casually.

The people in the palace were still busy with their lives, as if the maid had never existed. Her death was like a speck of dust falling into the sea, instantly submerged without leaving any trace.

A riverside building in the capital.

"How's the investigation going? Is there any news about that woman?" Chu Han looked at Wei Chi. After so many days, he should be able to find out the truth.

Wei Chi shook his head. “I can’t find any news about her at all. It’s as if she doesn’t exist in the capital. After the Ghost Festival, she seems to have disappeared. There is no news at all.” He was also very curious. Who was she and why was there no news about her at all?

“Why don’t you ask someone to investigate? She might be a gangster. As the leader of the martial arts world, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to investigate someone.” Wei Chi looked at Chu Han and said.

"I've checked, but there's no trace of her at all." It's really strange. There's no trace of her in Jianghu or Beijing. Who is she?

I wanted to rely on her to find the whereabouts of Ghost Blood Boy, but now I can't even find her whereabouts.

"That's strange. Could this person just disappear out of thin air?" Wei Chi looked downstairs and thought of her beautiful face and her superb martial arts.

It's so rare to meet such an interesting person, but I can't find any news about him. It's so boring.

"Let's put her affairs aside for now. How is the auction going?" Chu Han's voice was cold. He came to the capital for business and couldn't hang around a woman all day.

Wei Chi looked downstairs quietly, a little frustrated, "It's done, this is the post, with this thing, you can enter the auction." He had no interest in auctions and didn't want to go.

What a pity, I can’t find any news about my benefactor.

After saying that, he threw the post in his arms to Chu Han and stared blankly at the downstairs.

"You plan to live outside forever and never go back to visit your home." Chu Han said to his friend.

Wei Chi was stunned for a moment. Yes, what’s the use of hiding? He still has to face it eventually.

"Of course I have to go back. My stepmother and father will probably be very unhappy if they see me returning safely. If they are unhappy, I will be happy. How can I miss such an opportunity?" Wei Chi raised his lips with a mocking smile. Even if they wanted to kill him to pave the way for that waste, it depended on whether he agreed or not.

Chu Han didn't say anything. The Wei family's muddy water was not easy to wade into. He was afraid that things would not be peaceful when he returned this time.

Wei Chi leaned against the railing in the restaurant, his eyes constantly scanning the people coming in and out. He had a glimmer of anticipation in his heart, hoping to see the slender figure in his memory. However, as time passed, people came and went, but the familiar figure never appeared.

Wei Chi's eyes gradually dimmed, and a frustrated look appeared on his face. He sighed silently, thinking to himself: "Forget it, I'm afraid she won't appear again." His hope gradually shattered, and his original expectation turned into endless loss.

He turned away from the railing, walked slowly to the opposite side of Chu Han, and sat down. He looked at the table with frustration, somewhat disappointed.

Chu Han looked at him like this and sneered, "Why, are you still so obsessed with your savior?" Looking at his distraught look.

"No, it's just that it's rare to meet such an interesting woman."

Chu Han also nodded. Indeed, the woman was quite interesting.

Chu Han was not the best fighter in the martial arts world, but he was also the leader of the martial arts world. There were very few people, especially women, who could fight him on equal terms.

He has been roaming the martial arts world for so many years, step by step rising to the position of leader in the martial arts world, and has defeated countless people. In the martial arts world, except for those masters who have already retired, he really has no rivals.

That woman has such high martial arts skills, it would be a great pleasure to have a good fight with her.

"Okay, I'm going back to the Wei family. You can take care of the auction by yourself." Wei Chi took a sip of the tea in the cup and went downstairs fanning himself.

Everything has to have an outcome.

Chu Han watched him walking down the stairs with an indifferent expression.

After a while, Chu Han slowly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and walked downstairs. His steps were firm and steady, as if every step was carrying a heavy thought. Seeing this, the guards behind him hurriedly followed, their steps were light and agile, always keeping a distance from Chu Han.

Wei Chi stood at the gate of the Wei Mansion, looking up at the huge plaque.

The mansion is magnificent, with high walls and flying eaves and brackets, showing the glory and honor of the past. However, the current Wei Mansion seems a little lonely and quiet under the erosion of time. Wei Chi was filled with emotion, and the memories of the past surged into his mind like a tide. This place once witnessed countless laughter and joy, but now there is only disappointment.

The sun shone through the clouds and onto the roof of the Wei Mansion, casting a golden glow. However, this glow did not bring much warmth to Wei Chi, but instead made him feel a little sad. He seemed to be able to see the joy he had with his mother in this courtyard in the past gradually disappearing in the torrent, leaving only a shadow.

Wei Chi's eyes darkened and he took a step forward, walking towards the mansion.

The gatekeeper outside the mansion looked at the newcomer in horror, his body shaking involuntarily. He hastily straightened his clothes, then bowed his head quickly. He was secretly surprised: "Isn't this the prince? Why did he come back so suddenly?"

The other man was shocked when he saw this. He immediately turned around and ran towards the palace, shouting as he ran: "Hurry up and inform the prince and princess that the prince is back!" There was a hint of urgency in his voice, as if the prince's return was an extremely important matter.

The entire mansion was instantly shrouded in a tense atmosphere, and people began to busy themselves preparing to welcome the arrival of the Crown Prince.

Prince Wei's Palace.

Wei Chi looked at the people in the mansion rushing around and felt very sarcastic.

The foundation laid by his grandfather was completely consumed by his useless father. The Prince Wei's Mansion is now just a facade, and has long been in decline.

However, now that he has returned to the capital, he will follow his grandfather's wishes and carry forward the glory of the Prince Wei's Mansion to its former glory. The first thing he has to do is to deal with his useless father and vicious stepmother.

His grandfather's position as the crown prince was secured for him at the cost of his own life, and he must sit on the throne of the King of Wei.

If his useless father did not have this hereditary glory, how could he have married his mother and sat on the high throne?

When the Prince of Wei and his wife in the backyard heard the news of Wei Chi's return, they trembled with shock and looked at each other, wondering in their hearts: "Why is he not dead yet?" The eldest son of the palace was also shocked, his eyes widened, and he muttered in disbelief: "Why is he back..."

The faces of the Prince and Princess Wei turned pale instantly, and fear and uneasiness surged in their hearts. If they couldn't kill him with cold blood, then wouldn't it be a waste of all the money they spent? Unexpectedly, he returned to the palace safely.

Wei Cheng's heart was filled with doubts and worries. He couldn't help but think of the past disputes between him and Wei Chi, and asked himself: "Why did he come back? Is he here for revenge?"

In the main hall, Prince Wei and Princess Wei looked at Wei Chi who was sitting below them, and disgust flashed in their eyes.

Wei Chi also saw the extremely quick expressions in their eyes, and sneered in his heart. Disgusted?

"Greetings, father and princess. Are you both doing well? Father, have you been doing well during these years when your son was away?" Wei Chiyan looked at the two people at the top with a gentle smile, leaned over and asked respectfully.

The two people at the top were very scared when they saw him like this. Especially the King of Wei, he knew his son's character very well. On the surface, he was kind to others, but in fact, he was just like his dead mother, a smiling tiger with a deep mind.

"Why are you back?" King Wei looked at him with a fake smile, feeling extremely disgusted with his son.

“What are you talking about, father? This is my son’s home. I am the crown prince of Prince Wei’s Mansion. Your throne will be passed on to you in the future. Isn’t it normal for me to return to my home and my mansion?” Wei Chi smiled and looked at the two people at the top with innocence in his eyes.

Princess Wei looked at him like this, and hated him to death. Even after death, that bitch would leave all kinds of disgusting things for her. But the old prince who died only recognized this legitimate grandson and even used his own life to exchange him for the position of the crown prince. As long as he didn't die, her son would never be the crown prince. Why didn't he die outside?

After Wei Chi finished speaking, he nodded and walked towards his own courtyard without waiting for any reaction from the two.

Butler Wei followed Wei Chi back to the courtyard silently. His eyes fell on the now mature and steady prince, and endless emotion welled up in his heart.

The prince's steps were firm and steady, as if he was carrying the future of the entire palace. His expression was focused and resolute, revealing a calmness and confidence that had gone through ups and downs. Steward Wei thought of the young and impulsive prince back then, who has now grown up.

Butler Wei knew that the old prince had a deep meaning in keeping him in the palace. He believed that the prince had extraordinary talents and wisdom, and only after the tempering and experience of time could he become a qualified heir. The old prince's decision was wise, and he arranged himself in the palace just to wait for the day when the prince would return.

Steward Wei looked at the prince with a look of relief in his eyes, "Prince, you have suffered a lot these years."

Wei Chi looked at the old man next to his grandfather. He remembered that when he first left Beijing, he still had a head full of black hair. Now seeing his half-white hair, he felt a little emotional.

"Uncle Wei, you've aged a lot now. It must not have been easy for you in the mansion these years." How could it be easy under those two men?

Steward Wei's eyes were red, "This old slave is not miserable, this old slave has been waiting for the prince to come back."

Wei Chi nodded. Yes, he was back. He had finally returned to the palace.