The Deposed Crown Prince had Three Lifelong Regrets - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“This, this, this one looks exactly like Yue Ping! He looks even more like Yue Ping than Yue Ping himself!”

The speaker’s face was drawn long and rigid, practically transforming into a donkey’s face. Coupled with the bluish-purple complexion, he looked no different from a hanged ghost in a horror play.

Lu Fengmian slightly knitted her brows, displaying a puzzled look, and calmly waved her hand while continuing to approach.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. I’ve often heard you call him Yue Ping, and isn’t he following not far behind? Who are you referring to?”

Her footsteps made a light crunching sound on the dead leaves and branches. As she walked and spoke, there was a well-controlled sense of innocent romance, subtly radiating a touch of naivety.

“No, no, no, my name is Liang Fei, and his name is Yue Ping. We are not the same person.” This person was greatly agitated, and his words were nonsensical and illogical.

Unlike the others who hadn’t seen the corpse’s face, Lu Fengmian was fully aware of the situation but pretended to be confused.

She still clearly remembered the long string of words spoken by Fox Immortal earlier. In various records of Yin and Yang, there were many cases of demons and spirits disguising themselves as the deceased to warn those with weak yang energy to stay away from troubled areas.

A corpse and a living person sharing the same face is difficult to explain, but nothing is absolute.

Deception, trickery.

Under the pressure of these two realities, any person would doubt their own eyes.

If that team of driven corpses had truly vanished into the endless darkness as she wished, Lu Fengmian might have breathed a sigh of relief. But worst of all, someone in the distance actually dared to grab the corpse with both hands.

The force was so great that the crisp sound of the bamboo pole cracking could be heard.

Lu Fengmian took several sharp intakes of breath, feeling a constant, sour ache in her teeth. For a moment, her composed expression slipped.

She wasn’t the only one annoyed; the corpse-driver bracing the corpses was also irate.

Bamboo poles shouldn’t break easily, but unpredictable events happen. The corpses, originally like fish threaded on a string, now tumbled out one by one.

The strict order was broken, and the once dignified corpses instantly became twisted and skewed. The corpse referred to as “Yue Ping” was hanging half-off, its left arm dangling at its side.

Even Li Qinghuai, who was still watching the show, couldn’t help but restrain her mischievous smile, wondering what exactly was going on.

Her hand, tucked inside her sleeve, constantly rubbed her knuckles. The slight pain made her impatient.

As if sensing this impatience, the human-form Fox Immortal ran over with a wide grin, still unaware of the cause of the chaos. He only sensed that something was amiss under Li Qinghuai’s odd gaze.

“Hey, what’s up? Who called me?” Fox Immortal smiled benignly. Seeing that Li Qinghuai was not keen on him, he tried to flatter the others by asking around.

Lu Fengmian saw the trouble and attacked preemptively, “What are you all doing?!”

“The Xiangxi corpse-drivers, this is their profession, this is how they make a living. What kind of madness has seized you?”

It would be difficult to rely on an angry shout to intimidate these people, but if the two corpse-drivers, one at the front and one at the back, happened to be in a bad mood and cooperated with her words, she might be able to fool them…

Li Qinghuai, blinking again, finally understood what had happened. She leaned against a lush tree trunk, crossing her arms.

This time, although her posture was assertive, her expression lacked its usual cynical chaos. Her gaze, clear as moonlight, occasionally fell upon Lu Fengmian’s dusty back.

The wish to provoke the corpse-drivers into anger grew from one source to two.

Perhaps the weight of these two wishes compelled the corpse-drivers to change their weary expressions, stirring up the anger of having to work extra hours. They dropped their load and started cursing directly.

“You bloody parasites! I don’t know what sin I committed in my past life, staying up all night these past few days, only to encounter you lot… bad luck!”

Lu Fengmian repeatedly bowed in apology, doing her best to pull as many people as possible backward.

It was then that she noticed Li Qinghuai, who had been leaning against the tree, had also come over at some point, helping her frantically pull people back.

Although this person was the initial cause of the trouble, in this specific instance, her intention was good. But whether she resolved the matter quietly herself or the instigator actively cooperated, Lu Fengmian felt neither resentment nor gratitude.

She accepted the other person’s assistance with extreme indifference.

After the commotion settled, they ran wildly to a clear patch of ground. Lu Fengmian suppressed her jumbled thoughts, only focusing on walking straight in one direction.

She paid no attention to the whispers of others.

However, it seemed this demeanor of hers pleased Li Qinghuai, who graciously took on the role of a comforting counselor. Her hearty laughter echoed across the wilderness.

If Mo Xianghao hadn’t wandered up from the rear to chat with her halfway through, she might have laughed even louder.

Mo Xianghao poked her with a finger, “You’re the loudest laugher in the world.”

Li Qinghuai’s smile reduced by two parts.

Mo Xianghao lowered his voice and spoke again, “What happened just now? Why did you two run? You even had quite a bit of chemistry…”

Li Qinghuai’s smile reduced by another five parts.