"If you'd killed some ordinary person, you're a Princess, maybe people wouldn't dare say anything. But the one you killed is your grandfather, the King of this country. Think about it yourself—when those Servants saw you kill the Old King, would they help you, or run out and spill the news?" Ouyang Zhi roared furiously, convinced that Chen Menglu really was an idiot, still thinking about slacking off at a time like this.
Hearing Ouyang Zhi's roar, Chen Menglu finally realized just how serious things were now.
She still didn't have much strength, and she was still terrified of going near her already-dead grandfather, but now she was also afraid that the fact she'd killed someone would be found out. Since Ouyang Zhi said they couldn't call anyone else to help, then she could only handle the scene herself.
Chen Menglu clenched her teeth and once again moved closer to her grandfather.
