Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Check If the Spider on Her Face Is Poisonous (Extra)

Rong Ling stood up and spoke in a cold, icy tone: "Are you taking your Prince?"

Before he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly fell on the woman’s face on the ground.

In her current position, half of her face was touching the ground, so even if her face was damaged, it should have been only half of it. Why, then, was her entire face ruined?

Rong Ling narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman’s face, and a chilling coldness spread from his body.

"Nan Feng, come here."

Nan Feng stepped forward as instructed. Rong Ling pointed to the face of the corpse on the ground and said to Nan Feng, "Check if the spider on this woman’s face is poisonous?"

The human-faced spider on Feng Qing’s face was poisonous, though it couldn’t be detected by checking the pulse. The poison from the spider was all concentrated on the face, so even if this woman’s face was damaged, the poisonous spider would still be toxic.

Nan Feng was surprised, not understanding what the Prince meant by this action, but he followed the instructions and used a silver needle to test the spider on the woman’s face.

The silver needle test showed not the slightest change in color.

Nan Feng, puzzled and assuming he had tested incorrectly, tested again, confirming that the spider on the corpse’s face was indeed non-toxic.

Nan Feng thought the human-faced spider’s poison might not be detectable by the silver needle, so he spoke solemnly: "Prince, the poison from the human-faced spider on the Princess Consort’s face might not be detectable by the silver needle."

Rong Ling frowned and ordered in a deep voice: "Go, find a small animal to test it."

Nan Feng responded and quickly returned with a mountain pheasant.

Nan Feng used a dagger to pick some flesh from the blurry area and fed it to the pheasant.

Everyone around watched the pheasant closely, only to see it panic and struggle in Nan Feng’s hand but otherwise unharmed.

Rong Ling and his subordinates waited for a while and finally confirmed that the pheasant was not poisoned.

This meant that the woman on the ground was not their Princess Consort after all.

Nan Feng, Nan Xuan, and the others exclaimed with joy: "Prince, this is not the Princess Consort, she’s not our Princess Consort, this is wonderful, truly wonderful."

Not only Nan Feng and Nan Xuan, but also Rong Ling felt a moment of happiness, as if every capillary in his body had relaxed.

In his joyful state, he eagerly got up and paced back and forth at the bottom of the cliff until he calmed his emotions.

But once the joy subsided, Rong Ling’s face showed a contemplative expression.

Feng Qing was not dead, but why a corpse identical to her appeared at the bottom of this cliff? Could it be that she was taken away by someone?

The doubts in Rong Ling’s mind were shared by Nan Feng and Nan Xuan, who both spoke up one after the other.

"Prince, since this woman isn’t our Princess Consort, then where is she? Was she kidnapped and taken away?"

"These hateful people actually dared to harm our Princess Consort. If we catch them, we certainly won’t let them off."

Rong Ling was not as emotional as Nan Feng and Nan Xuan. He calmly considered the possible explanations for the situation.

As he thought, Rong Ling recalled the last two or three days—the images of Feng Qing behaving gently and obediently, the incident of her falling yesterday, and what she said when they parted ways at the Hunting Ground today.

Prince, be careful.

At that time, she seemed different somehow.

Rong Ling’s eyes gradually brightened with clarity. Perhaps this entire event was orchestrated by Feng Qing from start to finish—her own staged death.

Realizing this, Rong Ling’s expression darkened instantly, especially as he recalled the pain he felt when he first heard she had fallen to her death.

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