After Nan Xuan made the decision, he immediately dispatched a guard from the Prince Mansion to report to their Prince.
When Rong Ling arrived, he happened to see Nan Xuan and several guards kneeling with solemn expressions at the foot of the cliff.
His cold gaze moved away from them and landed on the woman not far away. The long dress she wore, the headdress, and the arrow pressing against her chest all indicated that this woman who had fallen to her death was his Princess Consort, Feng Qing.
Thinking about not long ago, when Feng Qing was arrogantly boasting about her horseback riding skills, such a lively and vibrant life was gone in the blink of an eye. Rong Ling couldn't accept this reality and instinctively shook his head, murmuring, "No, this is not your Princess Consort."
Nan Xuan and others looked up at their Prince, seeing his face full of remorse and pain. It seemed that with the Princess Consort shot to death, the Prince was very sad.
