Prince Ying did not play any tricks, he directly led the two of them to a small residence where he lived.
This small residence was surrounded by other moderate-sized homes, and although the place was narrow, it was quite spacious for Prince Ying to live in by himself.
Luo Shunchen glanced at the layout of the residence and got straight to the point, "Is it true that my father, the Emperor, and my mother, the Noble Consort, are both dead?"
Prince Ying looked at him, "Why are you so obsessed with this, child?"
"So you mean they are not dead?"
Luo Shunchen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a bit elated.
"What you said is both right and wrong. The Emperor, of course, is not dead, but your mother..."
Prince Ying did not continue his sentence.
Luo Shunchen lowered his eyelids, voice calm and steady, "Who killed her?"
"Silly child, what's the point of pursuing this? The dead cannot be brought back to life, besides, your mother chose this willingly."
