Cao De did not want to delve too deeply into Xiao Lingmeng deceiving him.
He could guess what that poor, beautiful yandere was thinking. She simply wanted to trick him into coming to the palace, then find every possible way to lock him up.
There was no helping it. Before transmigrating, he had adored fictional yanderes, so he understood them very well. But encountering one in reality was another matter.
Especially one so possessive that she wanted to kill his other wives. Cao De was not a fan.
"Wu Chen, investigate this Zhu Jiqing. And prepare a carriage," Cao De said, turning toward Wu Chen.
"Yes, Holy Son," Wu Chen replied respectfully.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing walked toward the Star Luo Imperial Palace and ran straight into Xiao Leng at the gates.
Xiao Leng froze for a moment when she saw Zhu Zhuqing, then smiled.
"Zhu Zhuqing, what brings you here?" Xiao Leng asked with a smile.
"Leng Shuang, it's been a long time." Wearing a sweet smile, Zhu Zhuqing took Xiao Leng's hand.
Zhu Zhuqing studied Xiao Leng, her smile fading slightly. "Is Lingmeng doing all right?"
"The young lady... she's fine." Xiao Leng gave a dry cough, her expression somewhat strained.
"Then I'll go in and see Lingmeng." Zhu Zhuqing wore a gentle smile.
When Zhu Zhuqing first heard Xiao Lingmeng's name, she had thought it sounded familiar, much like Dai Lingmeng's. But the Dai Lingmeng she had seen before had a horrifying scar on her face.
She had not been certain, but after seeing the madness in Xiao Lingmeng's smiling eyes at the end, she was sure that Xiao Lingmeng was Dai Lingmeng.
"Perhaps another time. The young lady has something to attend to today. Zhu Zhuqing, I need to go. We can talk when we have time."