Chapter 314: Silence and Suspicion

But he simply did not want to tell Shang Qinghua.

Why was it that he could not read Shang Qinghua’s thoughts?

Since he could not understand what Shang Qinghua was thinking, why should he reveal his own thoughts?

So Yue Mingxuan chose silence.

He naturally had no idea what Shang Qinghua had gone through while searching for him.

Nor did he know that Shang Qinghua had been driven nearly mad with worry.

He was only feeling awkward over his inability to read Shang Qinghua’s mind.

Yet he did not realize that his attitude had completely angered Shang Qinghua.

Shang Qinghua had been anxious and distressed over Yue Mingxuan for days.

And yet, Yue Mingxuan responded with this kind of attitude.

To Shang Qinghua, it felt as though all his efforts had been in vain.

Even after finally finding Yue Mingxuan, this was the response he received.

It was utterly disheartening.

“Since you refuse to say anything, then I have nothing to say either,” Shang Qinghua said.

His gaze turned cold and dim.

Even without using the mind reading technique, Yue Mingxuan could tell that he was angry.

Yue Mingxuan could not help but feel a trace of regret.

He did not understand what he had done to provoke Shang Qinghua.

He had only remained silent.

Naturally, he did not know about Shang Qinghua’s efforts.

He simply assumed that without him around as a servant, Shang Qinghua’s days had been inconvenient.

Yet he simply could not suppress the resentment in his heart.

Why was it that he could not read Shang Qinghua’s thoughts?

What exactly made Shang Qinghua different from everyone else?

Moreover, Shang Qinghua’s attitude also made him somewhat unhappy.

Why should he have to tell Shang Qinghua everything about his whereabouts?

What was Shang Qinghua to him?

Just because of a single sentence—”I like you”—did that mean he had to reveal everything?

Absolutely not.

Just as the tension between the two was about to escalate further, another person suddenly broke the silence.

Unexpectedly, there was yet another visitor that night.

Although Rong Zishen was somewhat arrogant, he was by no means foolish.

When Gongsun Xing had claimed that Yue Mingxuan was already dead, his expression had appeared calm, yet there had been a trace of unease.

Rong Zishen wanted absolute certainty.

He wanted Yue Mingxuan to disappear completely.

This was his mother’s wish and he would naturally carry it out without fail.

Although he spent most of his life on the battlefield and was not particularly close to his mother, she was still the one who had given birth to and raised him.

“When Yue Mingxuan was brought back, he was indeed already dead. The trap that day didn’t kill him… I wonder what kind of accident caused someone with such strong luck to die like this,” Rong Zishen muttered to himself as he lifted the lid of the coffin.

For a moment, the tomb was so silent that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard clearly.

Yue Mingxuan held his breath, but he could not keep it up for long.

The fake death technique had already worn off and within 36 hours, it could not be used again.

If he forced it, he might die for real.

But unexpectedly, Rong Zishen’s hand suddenly reached toward his chest!

It was not because Rong Zishen was a lecher.

He was checking Yue Mingxuan’s breathing, there was indeed none.

However, a heartbeat could not lie.

Just as his hand hovered above Yue Mingxuan’s chest, he noticed something was wrong.

If Yue Mingxuan was truly dead, why was the “corpse” still warm?

Moreover, his skin was still smooth and flawless, like polished jade.

Ordinarily, a corpse would develop discoloration.

Yet Yue Mingxuan’s “body” showed none of the characteristics of death.

“Could it be that this boy is trying to use a fake death technique?” Rong Zishen’s hand paused in midair, unable to press down.

He had originally intended to check the heartbeat.

But now, he changed his mind.

He would make Yue Mingxuan wake up on his own.

He did not know who else might be present.

Instead, he reached down and tapped several acupoints on Yue Mingxuan’s body.

The art of sealing acupoints required great precision.

Yue Mingxuan immediately felt as if countless ants were biting into him, yet he could not move in the slightest.

He cursed Rong Zishen inwardly.

But right now, he was supposed to be a corpse, he could not move at all.

The sensation was excruciating, almost unbearable.

Yet Rong Zishen simply sat nearby and began meditating.

Yue Mingxuan gritted his teeth in fury.

He was certain that Rong Zishen already knew he was not dead.

Yet instead of exposing him, he had merely sealed his acupoints.

His entire body tingled and went numb and he could no longer endure it.

Finally, he opened his eyes from within the coffin.

“Oh? You’re awake? Looks like your trip through the gates of hell went quite well.”

When Yue Mingxuan saw Rong Zishen, his expression turned completely cold.

On Rong Zishen’s face, it was as if the words “I killed Rong Qinglei” were written clearly for all to see.

Every time Yue Mingxuan looked at him, he feared he might lose control and charge forward to fight him to the death.

However, this was still his own tomb.

If things escalated, it would not benefit him in any way.

He did not know whether there were guards outside, but he knew one thing for certain… If the Emperor discovered that he was not dead, the crime of deceiving the ruler would mean certain death.

“Looks like Prince Yue is also mute,” Rong Zishen sneered, the mockery on his face deepening.

Yue Mingxuan was furious, yet he still did not speak.

He was afraid that the moment he opened his mouth, he would start cursing.

Rong Zishen was simply too infuriating.

He could not suppress the impulse in his heart.

But he also understood that starting a fight with Rong Zishen now would bring him nothing but harm.

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