Late at night, in the Star Luo Imperial Palace.
Inside Xu Jiujiu's bedchamber.
The Star Luo Princess had just finished an important meeting with her imperial brother and members of the Offering Hall, and was now resting briefly in her bedchamber. She had little time to rest. Once dawn broke, the Star Luo Imperial Family would begin further discussions with the Sun Moon Diplomatic Mission.
The Sun Moon Diplomatic Mission's visit was a matter of paramount importance to the Star Luo Empire. Even at night, members of the imperial family had no spare time to rest.
She sat on her bed with her back against the headboard, her head lowered and her eyes gently closed. The corners of her lips curled slightly, her relaxed posture making it seem as though she were dreaming of something delightful.
Suddenly, a figure flashed into the bedchamber, trailing afterimages. It was Xu Jiujiu's personal guard, Nebula Douluo.
The Titled Douluo sounded startled and alarmed. "Your Royal Highness, something terrible has happened."
"Grandma Manyi, what happened?" Hearing the unusual tone in Nebula Douluo's voice, Xu Jiujiu immediately stopped dozing, opened her eyes, and asked warily.
With a grave expression, Nebula Douluo walked to the bedside and lowered her voice. "The Duchess is dead."
The news made Xu Jiujiu's eyes widen. She asked incredulously, "How could that happen? Was it... Yuhao?"
The imperial family would not dispose of its members lightly. Since the Hall Master of the Offering Hall had intended to place the Duchess under house arrest, they would not have killed her.
The only possible person Xu Jiujiu could think of was Huo Yuhao. Only he had both the motive and the ability.
Nebula Douluo shook her head. "No, she killed herself."
"Killed herself?" Xu Jiujiu froze. Her first reaction upon hearing those words