commoner pretty detective

Chapter 66
"Prince?" Wu Yan opened her mouth in surprise. Isn't the prince the one who will inherit the throne?Then after the death of his father, he should inherit the throne, is it because of the struggle in the palace again?No wonder he was occasionally seen showing pain and sadness.

Seeing Wu Yan looking at him sympathetically, Gong Ziling smiled: "It's not what you imagined, I took the initiative to give up the throne to my brother. I like to live a life like a wild crane, and hate the complicated affairs and intrigues in the palace .As early as ten years ago when I first came to Biwu, I fell in love with this land of geomantic omen. It has beautiful mountains and rivers, rich products, and simple folk customs. More importantly, it is thousands of miles away from the capital. Not to me.

"So, after my father passed away, I gave up the throne to my brother, and helped him quell the opposing forces, and then asked him to ennoble me here as a vassal. Therefore, I am a little different from other vassals, except Gong, the dynasty must not interfere in all affairs."

Wu Yan did not expect his words. She tilted her head and looked at this unique prince, and asked, "I thought everyone wanted to fight for the throne. Have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret, I regret being the vassal king. Biwu is a shrunken dynasty. Although I have tried my best to hand over the affairs to the subordinates, I still have a lot of official duties every day. The good times of life are wasted on these trivial matters superior."

"But you also have privileges at the same time. If you gain something, you will lose it."

"Why do I want this privilege? Privileges can't bring me happiness. If I want privileges, why should I give up the throne."

No wonder he and Hua Luomei had been talking about hermitage last night.But ah, people who have fully realized it generally have experienced great grief, great pain, great ups and downs.The two of them, like?
"But isn't the prince usually the eldest son?" Maybe the Cangye Dynasty is different.

The corner of Gong Ziling's mouth twitched, his expression indifferent, and he said after a while: "That's what my father meant, who knows what he thinks."

At this time the carriage stopped at Cuiyanju, Gong Ziling got out of the carriage, and said to Wu Yan: "I will let the carriage take you back to Luluoxuan."

"No need, I'll just walk over by myself later, it's not far." She still has a lot of things she wants to ask him.

Wu Yan jumped out of the car, pulled Gong Ziling's sleeve and asked him, "Do you understand that Nangong Changtian?"

Gong Ziling snorted coldly: "What did you ask him again?"

"I wonder why he saved me."

"Don't think too much about it, Guiyun Villa where he lives is in Biwu, maybe he just happened to pass by on his way home." Gong Ziling felt very uncomfortable when he heard Wu Yan rambling about Nangong Changtian again.

This guy, as soon as he returned to the mansion, he seemed to be a different person. He was cold. Where did the warmth on the road go?

"If only that was the case, it's complicated enough."

Gong Ziling was walking towards Cuiyanju, but when she heard this, she stopped immediately, turned around to face Wu Yan, and said seriously: "I have sent Zhang Lie to investigate those masked people. Before you figure it out, just stay in the mansion obediently and don’t go anywhere.”

"Then how?" She still has a lot of work to do, and the two cases have just started.

"Do you want to die?" Gong Ziling said, and strode into Cuiyan Residence.

Wu Yan chased after her and begged, "Just let me go."

"No." Gong Ziling replied very simply, Gongzheng Gongzhi's injury will not heal for a while, how could she be allowed to take risks alone.

Wu Yan walked and begged all the way, tried all kinds of good words, and tried every means, but Gong Ziling remained unmoved.Unconsciously in front of a door, Gong Ziling turned around and looked at Wu Yan with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)