roccoschili Chapter 174 Brother
Chapter 174 Brother
The eldest princess's mansion.
"Dead? How could he be dead?"
The eldest princess slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly, her face full of anger. She roared at the servant who had brought the news, "How have you done your job! I only ordered you to lock him up, not to kill him!"
The servant knelt on the ground in terror, her forehead hitting the ground, trembling, and hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, please calm down! This has nothing to do with me."
The princess's temples throbbed, and she gritted her teeth, glaring angrily at the servants.
“When we went there just now, Young Master Fusu had already gone.”
The maidservant reported cautiously, her fingers gripping the hem of her dress tightly, her voice trembling, afraid of offending the princess.
The princess frowned, a thought flashing through her mind, but she wasn't sure if it was correct.
"Should we summon the imperial physician to examine the body?"
Her eyes were sharp as she stared intently at the maid, trying to find answers in her expression and response.
The maid was startled and nodded hurriedly, "Your Highness, the imperial physician has already examined her."
The eldest princess frowned slightly and pressed, "Have you discovered anything?"
The maid lowered her head and answered softly, "Your Highness, the imperial physician said that the person died because he inhaled too much incense, which his body could not withstand."
The princess remained silent for a moment, her doubts gradually dissipating. She waved her hand, signaling the maid to leave.
"Never mind, he's just a man,"
The princess sat down again, her anger gradually subsiding. She picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and continued, "There's no need to make a fuss."
Sensing that the princess's tone had softened, the maid breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had finally escaped a disaster.
However, at that moment, the eldest princess suddenly asked, "Where is Commander Qi? Have the assassins been found?"
The eldest princess took a deep breath, trying to suppress her anger, and asked through gritted teeth.
"Commander Qi, go...go away..."
The maid's face was as pale as paper, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
She felt the chill in the air, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. Realizing her mistake, she quickly said again, "Your Highness, Commander Qi has already carried out the mission according to your orders."
The eldest princess frowned slightly, as if she had remembered something, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face.
She looked at the little maid kneeling on the ground, her shoulders trembling slightly, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Are you afraid of me?"
"No, no, no, this servant...this servant is not afraid."
The maid's voice trembled noticeably, as if she were about to burst into tears. Her tongue seemed tied in knots, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"Aren't you afraid?"
The princess's smile vanished, her voice suddenly rising as she stared sharply at the maid, "Are you looking down on me?"
"This servant wouldn't dare! This servant wouldn't dare!"
The maid trembled with fright, quickly lowered her head, and slammed her forehead hard against the ground with a loud thud.
"Don't you dare?"
The eldest princess snorted coldly, her tone icy, "If that's the case, why make a mistake in the first place?"
The maid's body trembled violently, tears welling up in her eyes, but she dared not cry out.
She could only kowtow desperately, the sound of her forehead hitting the ground echoing repeatedly, as if telling of her inner fear and helplessness.
The eldest princess ignored her and ordered, "Go and bring out my set of blue butterflies."
Upon hearing this, the maid froze, and all color drained from her face.
She stared wide-eyed at the eldest princess sitting on the high seat, her mouth agape, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Blood gushed from his forehead like a spring, the viscous liquid sliding down his cheeks and slowly flowing into his eyes.
My vision gradually blurred, as if shrouded in a red veil.
The maid's eyes became dull and lifeless. She slowly stood up, her legs trembling slightly, as if she had lost all feeling.
She dragged her feet with difficulty, walking step by step towards the cabinet on the side.
The cabinet was opened gently, making a slight creaking sound.
The maid reached inside, groping and searching for something. Finally, she found an exquisitely carved wooden box, carefully took it out, walked to the princess, and respectfully handed it to her.
Then, the maid silently turned around and slowly walked out of the room.
Her steps were heavy and unsteady, as if she were carrying a heavy burden.
In the courtyard, a cross-shaped wooden frame stands in the center, like a solitary monument.
The maid walked up to the shelf and stopped, standing quietly.
She raised her arm and wiped the blood off her face with her sleeve, but some bloodstains remained on her cheeks, clearly visible like tear stains.
Her gaze was calm and firm, without the slightest fear or hesitation.
The eldest princess carried the box in both hands and walked out gracefully and slowly.
The maids around the courtyard all lowered their heads, burying their faces in their chests, not daring to look directly at the scene before them.
Their bodies trembled slightly, revealing their inner fear and unease.
The princess gently lifted the lid of the wooden box, inside which were eight butterfly darts neatly arranged.
These darts are exquisitely crafted, each with a unique shape, resembling butterflies about to take flight.
Their surfaces shimmered with a pale blue, cold light, making them appear particularly eerie and terrifying in the darkness.
The eldest princess's lips curled up, revealing a satisfied smile.
She picked up a dart, gently playing with it in her hand, feeling its cold touch.
"Seeing how sensible you are, I will make an exception today and use only four, how about that?"
Her voice was deep and authoritative, as if she were pronouncing a death sentence.
The maid standing in the courtyard seemed to flicker with emotion, but ultimately regained her composure and whispered, "Thank you, Your Highness."
"Whoosh."
Before she could finish speaking, a dart flew past her face and embedded itself hard in the wooden stake behind her.
A deep gash was slashed across the maid's cheek, and blood flowed continuously, staining her face red. However, she did not make a sound, only trembled slightly, and then returned to calm.
She closed her eyes, no longer looking at the horrific scene.
"Whoosh!"
Immediately afterwards, a second dart pierced through the maid's armpit, tore her clothes, and became firmly embedded in the wooden stake.
"Whoosh."
"Pfft..."
"Oh dear, what a pity, they were almost there."
The princess gasped in surprise, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes. The surrounding maids cautiously raised their heads, looking in that direction.
A dart was seen embedded deep in the maid's head.
The maid's eyes were fixed, as if she wanted to etch everything before her into her mind.
Blood gushed from her head, flowing down her cheeks and staining her entire body red.
This horrifying scene terrified all the maids present, who knelt down and begged for mercy, not daring to utter a single sound.
"How boring, I haven't finished playing yet." The princess curled her lip in boredom, then casually tossed the things in her hand to the maid beside her, clapped her hands, and ordered, "Clean it up, and don't you dare get the gift my brother gave me dirty, or even ten of you wouldn't be enough to pay for it!"
"Yes, Your Highness," the maids replied tremblingly.
……
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, two dark figures quietly disappeared.