Children of Loulan

Chapter 212: Prince, the person is gone

Aider raised his eyebrows, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "They? Who else besides Concubine Xian?" He stared at Mai Xiang, trying to find the answer from her expression and tone.

Mai Xiang chuckled, with a cunning light in her eyes: "That bitch Concubine Xian has been in the palace all year round, and she has no influence on matters outside the palace. Who does Your Highness think will help her wholeheartedly?" She deliberately kept the question in suspense and let Aider think about it himself.

Aidil frowned, his eyes sharpened: "You mean... Prime Minister?"

Mai Xiang raised her lips slightly, "Who else does Your Majesty think it is? Concubine Xian is the Prime Minister's most proud daughter. He will naturally spare no effort to help her clear all obstacles."

However, Aidier did not completely believe Mai Xiang's words. He looked at her suspiciously and questioned: "You have not yet proved to me that you are not lying. After all, your age does not match that of my mother's maid!"

Mai Xiang's face changed slightly, knowing that it would be hard for the prince to believe her now, but she quickly regained her composure. She snorted, a trace of resentment flashing in her eyes: "Humph, if the prince doesn't believe it, you can find someone to try it. Running around for ten consecutive days, eating poorly and sleeping poorly, and looking at the comparison of that person before and after ten days, you will know why I am so old."

After she finished speaking, she coughed violently again, as if her body could no longer bear such fatigue.

Adil looked at Mai Xiang silently, wondering in his heart how credible her words were.

After Mai Xiang finished coughing, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her head with difficulty, and looked at Aidier in front of her, her eyes full of sadness and helplessness. She took a deep breath, as if to gather all her strength, and then continued: "I am actually only 41 years old this year, three years older than your mother. If she were still alive, she would be 38 years old this year... What a pity, what a pity..."

As she finished her words, her tears flowed uncontrollably down her pale and haggard cheeks. She tried to wipe them away with her hands, but found that her hands were too weak to lift.

Ai Dier watched all this silently, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness. He didn't know how to respond to Mai Xiang's words, so he could only ask softly: "Are you... okay?"

Mai Xiang shook her head and smiled bitterly, seeming to be disappointed with Aidier's attitude. She sighed deeply, and her tone became a little anxious and excited: "I know that the prince does not trust me. After all, you are now the son of the virtuous concubine, and you have the prime minister's support behind you. You will definitely have a smooth sailing and a bright future in the future."

"But, my Lord, you grew up in the palace. You should know that in this palace, no matter if it is a maid or a eunuch, or even a small guard, their life and death will attract the attention of others. As the saying goes, people leave their names behind, and wild geese leave their voices behind. But what about your mother? The beloved woman who was personally canonized by the king, after her death, who of the maids, eunuchs, and relatives outside the palace who knew her will survive?"

Aidier listened to Mai Xiang's questioning quietly, and an inexplicable chill surged in his heart. He had never doubted the truth about his mother's death before.

"If you still don't believe it, you can investigate again. Find out how the fire started and how the arsonist died," she sighed. "Sometimes no evidence is the best evidence. Concubine Xian did it so cleanly that she almost wiped out all traces of your mother's life. I believe that Your Highness should have seen the executed palace maids, eunuchs, or concubines in the palace. Why did the king wipe out all traces of them after they died?"

Her voice was calm, but every word was like a knife, ruthlessly cutting his heart.

He knew that she was right. Once someone in the palace made a mistake, all traces of their existence would be wiped out, as if they had never existed.

And Concubine Xian did so much that it seemed as if his mother had disappeared from this world.

His face became increasingly gloomy, with anger and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't accept the fact that his mother died silently without leaving any trace.

And the murderer was still at large, enjoying wealth and glory, and even made her, whom she had called mother for so many years, a concubine.

At this moment, he hated Concubine Xian so much, and secretly swore in his heart that he would make Concubine Xian pay the price!

Mai Xiang looked at Aidi's expression and knew that he believed it about 70%, so she used all her strength, forced her last breath, sat up suddenly, and rushed towards Aidi. She grabbed Aidi's clothes tightly, her eyes full of hatred and determination, and said in a low and firm voice: "Your Highness, you are the young lady's flesh and blood! In order to protect you, she was willing to sacrifice her life and die. Now, you have grown up and been named a prince. You have enough strength to avenge the young lady. Please don't be fooled by the power in the hands of Concubine Xian. She will never have any sincere feelings for you. The reason why she is good to you now is only because you are still useful to her. Once one day, she finds out that you have found out all the truth, she will get rid of you without hesitation. Your Highness, please be sure to..."

"Puff", before she finished her words, a mouthful of blood gushed out of Mai Xiang's mouth, like a blooming blood flower, spraying directly on Aidier's body. This sudden scene shocked Aidier and Acheng. Acheng rushed forward to check on Mai Xiang's condition.

Mai Xiang was seen supporting the wooden board with one hand, her body trembling slightly, but the other hand was still tightly grasping the corner of Aidier's clothes, as if she was unwilling to let go even if she had exhausted all her strength. Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were still covered with blood, but the light in her eyes still flashed with determination and unyielding.

She said tremblingly: "Miss...Miss, my mission...is...completed. I am coming...to see you!"

Her voice was full of pain and weakness, as if she might die at any moment. Then she raised her head again, staring at Aidil, her eyes full of determination and resoluteness.

"Prince...Prince, revenge...revenge...cannot be forgotten...forgotten." Her voice became weaker and weaker, but she never gave up expressing her wishes. However, at this moment, she suddenly closed her eyes and her body became limp.

Mai Xiang's body slowly fell to the ground as if it had lost its support, and finally fell heavily on the cold wooden board. This sudden change shocked Aidil.

Ah Cheng immediately reached out and touched Mai Xiang's carotid artery, trying to find her pulse. But after a while, he raised his head and said to Aidier with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, the person is gone!"

Aidil's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment. He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. Mai Xiang had passed away just like that. He stood there blankly, his eyes still fixed on the lifeless body, his heart filled with an indescribable grief and self-blame.

"She...she just died like that?" Edir stuttered, his tone revealing endless confusion and disbelief. He seemed unable to accept this cruel reality, as if everything was just a nightmare.