390 Prince Yang Lu

"His Highness the Second Princes has arrived."

"This subject greets His Highness the Second Prince."

Everyone quickly knelt down to greet the Imperial Prince. There was no one who dared to make any noise as they were afraid of offending the prince.

"Rise." The second prince, Prince Yang Lu, didn't seem to care that much about them. Right now, his mind was preoccupied to see his mother whom he hadn't met in a long time. To think that the first piece of news that he got would be the news of his mother's death.

That was very unexpected.

"Your Highness, please be careful." A soft and soothing voice rang from within the carriage.

As a member of the Imperial Family, there was only one person of the opposite sex who could possibly ride in the same carriage. His wife, the princess consort.

Yang Lu glanced back and reached out his hand to help his wife get down. His wife was a young lady who was still in her teenage age. She had an oval face and looked rather immature, but her eyes shone with intelligence. Her eyelids fluttered slightly as she swept her gaze to the people around them.

"Lead us."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Ignoring the others, Prince Yang Lu headed into Hai Family Residence. His action seemed to be screaming the word of 'impatience.' However, the others didn't admonish him because they knew how much Prince Yang Lu loved his mother.

It was known that Prince Yang Lu was a very filial son who would try his best to take care of his mother. There was no way they would try to criticize him when they had known his reputation.

Though, he was not known to be a competent prince.

"Fiuh." Nan Luo took a deep breath. He looked at the direction where Prince Yang Lu had left. "I didn't expect Princess Consort Mu to be here."

Princess Consort Mu, Mu Fei Xin, was the main daughter of Mu Family. Mu Family was an influential family of both military and politics but Nan Family didn't have much interaction with them. It could be said that they treated each other more like a stranger than anything.

Mu Family was known to be a noble family with long history. They were all trying to always uphold their status by making sure that they would not try to get involved in either side during crown succession.

It was a bit unfortunate that their main daughter was instead selected to be Prince Yang Lu's companion.

"Let's go inside."

"Mhm."

They didn't want to show disrespect, so they headed to the back courtyard where the coffin was located. Prince Yang Lu had already arrived by the coffin's side and he stood there while looking at his mother. Beside him, Mu Fei Xin was standing with her head lowered.

The two of them looked like they were grieving.

"How much of this is true and how much of this is false?" Feng Ao Kuai suddenly spoke, his eyes were staring at the scene in front of him as there was a glint flashed by. "This is the question you need to answer if you wish to understand, Luo."

Nan Luo pursed his lips and didn't answer. He had long known that the so called familiar relationship in the Imperial Family was the thinnest relationship that tied them together. It was impossible for them to genuinely care for each other considering that they were all only aiming for power.

However, a mother should care for her son, right?

"Are we going to stay here all the time?" Nan Luo whispered.

"No. Just for some time."

It took them quite a long time standing at the side before they went back to do their activities. Nan Hua looked at the direction of Prince Yang Lu for a moment, thinking that the prince was quite different from her thought.

A prince who once failed to obtain the throne and tried to get all the officials' support. He didn't look that childish at all.

"Let's go."

They all left one by one, leaving only Prince Yang Lu and Princess Consort Mu staying at the back courtyard.

Yang Lu's expression was impassive, but ripples appeared within his eyes from time to time. It was as if he couldn't accept that his mother had truly left him at this point of time. His expression was cold and indifferent as if there was nothing that could move him anymore.

"Your Highness," Mu Fei Xin called softly. "It's late. You haven't eaten anything on the journey here. If you stay here any longer, you may fall sick, Your Highness."

"What do you think of Imperial Mother, Fei Xin?"

Mu Fei Xin was stunned. She didn't immediately answer and bit her lower lips. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly. "I think that she's a great mother to be able to raise you, Your Highness."

"A great mother, heh."

Heh?

Mu Fei Xin blinked her eyes and looked at Prince Yang Lu's expression. Right now, Prince Yang Lu was staring at his mother's corpse. But instead of warmth and affection, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

It was as if the temperature here had dropped countless degree and everything shall turn into ice.

That was what Mu Fei Xin felt.

"Your Highness, this consort didn't mean to agitate you."

"It's fine." Prince Yang Lu waved his hand. In everyone's eyes, his mother was a caring person who would do anything for him. But in his opinion, she was a person who didn't hesitate to use her own child in order to gain power.

He glanced towards the building in front of him, a cold glint flashed by his eyes.

He hoped the Hai Family was not the same.

It was already more than enough for him to deal with his mother's nagging. Being the only child and influenced by his mother all the time, Prince Yang Lu chose to follow her. But now that he was already an adult, he didn't have the same feelings as he used to be.