In a bustling area in the southeastern suburbs of Shanghai, there was a huge mansion that stood out in a crowded residential area. Inside the mansion, the walls were resplendent and it was extremely luxurious. Outside the mansion, it was quiet and elegant. There were flowers and plants everywhere and it was lush with greenery. It was like a paradise.
The mansion was located in the bustling suburbs, but it occupied a large piece of land. The surrounding buildings had been cleaned up and plants had been planted to restore nature. The level of extravagance was infuriating.
However, even the nationalistic youths who had to squeeze into a cramped rented apartment did not dare to publicly complain about the owner of the mansion. Even the arrogant nouveau riche, who was worth billions, did not dare to covet the mansion.
That was because the mansion was the 'Crown Prince Manor'.
The reason why 'Crown Prince Manor' was in quotation marks was because the mansion was indeed the manor of a miserable crown prince that had been exiled from the imperial capital to the south. However, the era of the imperial family had ended more than fifteen hundred years ago. The so-called 'crown prince' had become history like 'eunuchs'.
With the destruction of the imperial family, the last generation of the royal family naturally suffered. Ignoring the tragic outcome of the royal family, what was interesting was that the crown prince, who was suspected of having an impure bloodline because the empress had cuckolded the emperor, was exiled to the south far from the imperial capital in the north, allowing him to escape the calamity.
What was even more interesting was that the crown prince had endured the humiliation and suffered in order to secretly continue the bloodline of the royal family. After decades of hard work, he had established a new family clan.
This family clan constantly grew in strength in the fifteen hundred years that followed. To this day, it was one of the most illustrious family clans in China. Although it did not dare to claim the title of royal family in a democratic era, its family clan was extremely powerful. It was not an exaggeration to call it the 'royal family'.
This mansion had witnessed the destruction of the royal family and also the rise of the royal family. It had gone from a simple straw hut to a magnificent mansion. It was truly worthy of the name 'Crown Prince Manor'.
The Southern Emperor's Li family was once the royal family.
This mansion was the only successor of the Li family — Speechless's Crown Prince Manor.
However, this number one youth of China, be it his family background, talent, or popularity, was worthy of the title of 'Crown Prince'. At this moment, he was lying in a sandalwood coffin in the main hall of the Crown Prince Manor. He had fallen into an eternal slumber.
It was already ten o 'clock in the evening, and the night was getting darker. The mansion was brightly lit, but it was unusually quiet.
In the spacious and bright hall, the sofas and tables used to receive guests had already been emptied. Only the coffin was placed there. Even the funeral wreaths sent by the various forces were not qualified to enter this temporarily arranged mourning hall.
Probably to prevent others from disturbing Speechless' rest ', the servants had been dismissed early. The guests who came to offer their condolences were also turned away.
As such, there were only a few relatives of the Li family that were rather close to Speechless left in the manor.
There were only two people left in the mourning hall who were closest to Speechless — Speechless's birth mother, Mu Zhaorong, and his sister, Mu Lengxi.
Mu Zhaorong was in her forties. She was middle-aged, but time did not leave too many traces on her face. Her beautiful face looked like a woman in her twenties. She had beautiful silver hair like Mu Lengxi, but she had cut her hair short, making her look more spirited and experienced.
However, at that moment, Mu Zhaorong no longer looked as radiant as before. Her eyes were red and swollen and her face was covered in tears. She looked haggard as she leaned against the coffin. She looked at the sleeping handsome youth in a daze. Her eyes were glazed over and she would sob from time to time. It was as though she had suddenly aged more than ten years.
Mu Lengxi stood beside Mu Zhaorong and held her hand tightly. She had a sorrowful expression and her eyes were filled with worry. Her eyes were red as well.
Back in the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower, she had cried with Mu Yuesheng for three days. She believed that her tears had dried up, allowing her to face her grief in a more 'composed' manner. However, when Mu Zhaorong saw her son's corpse, her lacrimal glands collapsed as she wailed. Mu Lengxi's tears instantly flowed down as well.
Prior to this, Mu Lengxi had never seen her mother cry in such a manner. She had never even seen her weak side.
As the youngest helmsman of the Mu Corporation, Mu Zhaorong could be said to be an extraordinary woman that reigned supreme in the business world. She was composed and composed in the business war that involved mutual deception. She handled the situation with ease and in just ten years, the Mu family's assets had doubled. It had leaped to become a tycoon that was second only to the Xiao family in China.
In the beginning, she had never frowned when faced with the doubts and ostracism of the company's elders.
The Mu Corporation was facing its greatest crisis with the betrayal of the shareholders and the internal and external troubles. Yet, she remained composed.
She had even smiled when she divorced the young 'emperor' of the Li family who could summon clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.
Regardless of the predicament she was in, Mu Lengxi had never seen her mother reveal a hint of panic. But now, Mu Zhaorong was wailing after experiencing the pain of losing her son. She was more weak and sorrowful than anyone else.
She had kept her relatives and guests outside the door probably because she did not wish to let others see her in such a weak state that did not match the 'queen of the business world'.
Mu Lengxi was grief-stricken. She was sad because of her brother's death but she also felt sorry for her mother.
However, she did not know how to console her mother. All she could do was hold her mother's hand and accompany her in her grief.
Creak!
Suddenly, the tightly shut door was forcefully pushed open.
Mu Lengxi turned her head in shock. Who would suddenly disturb her in the middle of the night?
When she saw who it was with the help of the light, Mu Lengxi heaved a sigh of relief. However, her heart that had just calmed down was immediately raised up again.
The person who had suddenly pushed open the door and walked towards the coffin in an unhurried manner was a middle-aged man. He was handsome and he had sharp eyebrows. Due to his expressionless face, he appeared mature and steady. He was an existence that could be instantly killed by girls who had a fetish for uncles. His facial features resembled Speechless to a great extent. Clearly, he was Speechless and Mu Lengxi's father, the 'emperor' of the Li family's generation — Tyrant Li.
If Mu Zhaorong was the queen of the business world, then Tyrant Li was the emperor of the political world.
In that case, Tyrant Li was the emperor of the political world. He had become the premier of the State Council at the age of forty-five. His means were exceedingly formidable and he made people revere him.
Mu Zhaorong and Tyrant Li's union was a story to be told. It also meant that the powerful Li family and the business tycoon Mu family would be joining forces.
Unfortunately, eight years ago, when Mu Lengxi was five, Mu Zhaorong and Tyrant Li's ten-year marriage, which was formed for the benefit of the family, had ended in a hurry due to their incompatible personalities. The couple had a son and a daughter. Therefore, they raised one each. Mu Zhaorong straightforwardly changed her daughter's surname to 'Mu', and Li Lengxi became the present Mu Lengxi.
Mu Lengxi had not seen her father, Tyrant Li, for eight years. The impression she had of him when she was young was that her father was a serious and stern person. She had never even seen him smile.
What left a deeper impression was that her father seldom returned home. Most of the time, he was busy outside. During that period of time, he had traversed one mountain after another in the political world, but he had even forgotten his daughter's birthday.
And today, Tyrant Li had learned of Speechless's unexpected death in the afternoon. However, he still busied himself until ten in the evening before finally arriving.
As such, Mu Lengxi was not close to her father. Instead, she felt a sense of resistance towards him.
More importantly, she was hiding a secret. She was hiding the truth.
She could not let anyone know that Speechless had been accidentally killed by Shi Xiaobai, who had lost control. She could not let anyone know, including Mu Zhaorong, especially Tyrant Li.
Tyrant Li and the Li family behind him would not spare the murderer of the 'crown prince', regardless of whether the murderer was innocent or not.
That was because it concerned the reputation of the Li family, as well as the dignity of the 'royal family'.
Tyrant Li walked towards the coffin with a deadpan expression. He did not even look at his former wife or his daughter who had the same bloodline as him.
Mu Zhaorong did not raise her head either. She was staring at the sleeping Speechless in a daze. She did not seem to hear Tyrant Li's approaching footsteps.
Mu Lengxi lowered her head slightly as she could not help but clench her fists tightly. She was feeling extremely nervous.
Would she be able to keep it a secret?
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(PS: This paragraph is not easy to write. I'm stuck. It's very, very stuck. I nearly choked to death. The second chapter will be updated in a while. The lack of updates from yesterday will be returned on the 28th.)
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