Murong Zhining smiled. “There’s no need to worry. I was only poisoned by a kind of memory loss drug. It's not fatal.” Ning Zezhi then raised his cup. “This family banquet was supposed to be a happy occasion, but the atmosphere has grown a little too heavy. Let’s propose a toast and enjoy a delightful meal. My wife and I haven’t had one for many years, and these past years have been truly hard on her. Come on, to my madam. Xuan’er is our hope, there will always be hope as long as you survive.” Everyone raised their glasses to each other, and the atmosphere was no longer heavy. Ning Zezhi then turned the topic to Wu Siyuan, “I heard that General Wu has earned the appreciation of the retired emperor and will soon become Princess Jingrong’s husband. Congratulations, Commandery Prince Yan and General Wu. Prince Yan, you should let General Wu return to his ancestry as soon as possible. It’s been unfair to General Wu all these past years.”Wu Siyuan

Murong Zhining nervously grasped Chiyun Yuexuan’s hand. The latter softly chuckled. “Ning’er is also a ghost now, why are you so afraid of ghosts? My Little Tabby is such a scaredy-cat.” Murong Zhining poutily pinched his palm with her nails. “You’re so hateful. Stop scaring me, I’m already very nervous.” Chiyun Yuexuan tried to refrain himself from laughing. “My wife has the guts of a chicken and still insists on following people to catch ghosts. I'm looking forward to see how scared you’ll get when the ghost appears. It’s almost time actually, put out the torches and we’ll see it.” Du Youtian and the other soldier put out the torches. The four concealed themselves in the darkness. Before long, a metallic rumble echoed from above the basement stairs. Murong Zhining knew that someone had activated the switch in the study. Right after, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the stairs. Both scared and curious, Mu

Chiyun Yuexuan led Murong Zhining and Cai Sang to the Zhuang Estate and saw a line of people already waiting at the entrance. A man of 60 years of age bowed to Chiyun Yuexuan. “Peasant Shen Tianshun greets General Chiyun. May I ask why you’ve invited us here?” Shen Tianshun looked ruddy and good-natured, he wore a refined twilled silk dark-blue gown with leopard prints. Behind him was a woman in her fifties. She was dignified and elegant wearing luxurious jewelry, one could tell from a glance she was a woman from a rich family. Chiyun Yuexuan nodded. “You need not be courteous, Old Mister Shen. Your good moral standing and reputation have my admiration. A few days ago, I discovered the remains of a woman during my investigation in the basement of the Zhuang Estate and was reminded of the former servants’ word about your lost daughter. Therefore, I invited you and Madam to have a look. I only hope that the remains of the woman in the dungeon

Yan Feng tightened his grasp on Murong Zhining's hands. “Since you have forgotten the past, I’ll remind you of everything one by one, we have all night. You belonged to me, I had already taken you into my imperial harem but Chiyun Yuexuan took you away from me, not because he loved you, but to clear the way for his sister, Chiyun Ping.” Murong Zhining shook her head. “No, it’s not what you said. Ning’er and General Chiyun have been engaged since childhood. Before I knew what marriage was, I already agreed to his proposal.” Enraged, Yan Feng shook her. “Then he explained the wrongs he had done to you? Why do you turn a blind eye to my sincerity, while being unable to forget him who tortured you in every way? I know you’ve remembered what happened, stop trying to fool yourself, okay? I can make you the most honorable empress of Huayan, and I can promise you a love that will never change for the rest of our life.” Murong Zhining pleaded, “Since

When Chun Xing saw Yan Feng standing outside, she knelt to pay her respects. Two little eunuchs escorted Yan Feng into a room and removed the eunuch clothes off him, changing him into a casual dragon-patterned outfit. Murong Zhining curtsied. “Fengyi greets Your Majesty.” Still angry at what he had just heard, Yan Feng answered coldly, “You are the princess of Shangxia. You need not be polite.” Chun Xing tactfully passed a cup of tea to Yan Feng and silently retreated outside, closing the door while she did. Yan Feng looked at Murong Zhining who was quietly sitting opposite him at the stone table. “I came out of the palace disguised as a little eunuch to see you. Don't you have anything to say to me?” Murong Zhining lowered her head. “Ning'er doesn't know what to say. I'm the fiancee of General Chiyun and imprisoned here by Your Majesty. Your actions have not been rational. If this gets out, my reputation along wi