After vacating the East Palace, he took the mythical beasts to open up wasteland.

Ji Caiyan chose a rather simple dress and asked casually,

"Do you know why?"

"It's probably for Princess Yueqin's sake."

Yuan'er was not only Ji Caiyan's personal maid, but also a prominent maid in the Eastern Palace.

Having served as Crown Prince for over thirty years, Ji Shuchen had spies throughout the entire palace, so the Emperor would not be wary of him.

Any slightest disturbance will be immediately known to the Crown Prince's spies.

"Father and Mother have not returned yet?"

Ji Caiyan casually picked out a silver hairpin, which was quite exquisite but not extravagant, and let Yuan'er do her hair and makeup.

"His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Crown Princess have gone to the Bai residence and have not yet returned."

Even though Ji Shuchen was still the deposed crown prince, Yuan'er still addressed him directly as "Crown Prince".

As a member of the Crown Prince's palace, she naturally wouldn't forget who her master truly was.

Ji Caiyan stretched lazily and released Xiao Zhu Zhu and Xuanwu, letting them communicate with the animals.

The inescapable net has been formed, and naturally, it needs to be maintained.

The little dragon coiled around her wrist like a snake, looking at it at first glance like a jade bracelet.

Ji Caiyan carried Pang Hu and slowly walked towards the Imperial Study.

Along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs they encountered all bowed respectfully to Ji Caiyan.

The palace maids and eunuchs were not fools; the rumors outside that Ji Caiyan was a witch did not affect those inside the palace.

Everyone knows how important the Crown Prince's family of three is to the Emperor.

Anyone who sees the deposed Crown Prince Ji Shuchen must bow respectfully.

Not to mention Ji Caiyan, who also holds a title.

She traveled smoothly without any obstacles or body searches, and Ji Caiyan went directly into the Imperial Study.

In the imperial study room.

The atmosphere is rather depressing.

The elderly and frail former prime minister and former tutor to the crown prince, Wen Li, knelt prostrate on the ground, his face directly facing the ground.

Ji Caiyan hadn't heard what he had said before, but she could roughly guess some of it from the face of her grandfather, who was sitting in his seat.

"May Your Majesty rest in peace."

Ji Caiyan put Pang Hu aside and bowed respectfully.

They did not kneel.

This is a privilege reserved for the three members of the Eastern Palace.

After learning that her grandfather had traveled from that era, Ji Caiyan felt a closer connection to him when she met him.

"Caiyan, Wenli is going to accuse you of plotting to harm the imperial heir. Do you have anything to say?"

The old emperor glanced at Wen Li, who was kneeling on the ground without raising his head, and then looked at Ji Caiyan with a smile.

His voice, however, was very stern.

The plan to kill the god cannot afford any mistakes. The old emperor is getting on in years and should be surrounded by his grandchildren, but now he can only pretend again and again.

"To say you plotted to murder the imperial heir?"

Ji Caiyan's voice remained unchanged.

Ji Mu'an deserved to die, and she didn't hide the fact that she killed Ji Mu'an from Ji Shuchen.

Grandfather must know this too.

To some extent, Ji Shuchen was the only biological son of the Emperor's grandfather. The other princes were all offspring of the tyrant who lived before the Emperor's grandfather's time travel.

Even if Ji Caiyan had no reason to kill him, my grandfather would not punish her.

The moment Wenli knelt here, he had already lost.

"Mu An died at the hands of Princess Caiyan before he could marry and have children."

"In recent years, Mu Xiu has replaced Mu An's identity. Mu Xiu Shuyuan was afraid that the old minister would be too heartbroken, so he specially comforted the old minister."

"We beseech Your Majesty to uphold justice."

Wen Li looked at Ji Caiyan with his cloudy eyes.

The kind look that Ji Caiyan used to see on his face has now turned fierce.

Ji Caiyan knew that this old tutor, whose disciples were all over the world, had already made his choice.

To be honest, Ji Caiyan wasn't surprised.

He really had no other choice.

Although Ji Shuchen was his student, because of his only daughter, it was absolutely impossible for them to return to the polite teacher-student relationship they once had.

Grand Tutor Wen has nothing left now. He has lost his title of Grand Tutor, his only daughter, and his grandson. All that's left is a granddaughter.

Ji Caiyan understands and respects his choice, but that doesn't mean she should yield to him.

Her father had already given her the respect she deserved; it was just that different personal choices led to different outcomes.

"Why do you say I murdered him? Ji Muxiu is far more likely to be the culprit than I am."

Ji Caiyan raised an eyebrow.

She was efficient and clean, and even if she left any traces, Ji Shuchen would definitely help her clean them up.

She doesn't think she'll be caught red-handed.

"The Celestial Master himself said that Princess Caiyan is not only a witch, but also the murderer who killed my grandson. I beg Your Majesty to see the truth."

Wenli pointed outside again as he spoke.

"Your Majesty, please give an explanation to the countless students and scholars of the world."

Ji Caiyan didn't think that killing Ji Mu'an would give any explanation to the scholars.

Wen Li was using his only and most useful network of connections to threaten the old emperor.

"Even if the Celestial Master said it himself, there is no evidence. The laws of the Great Yan Dynasty do not specify that the Celestial Master's words can determine a person's crime."

Ji Caiyan spoke softly.

Da da da……

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground could be heard.

Ji Caiyan knew the identity of the person without looking behind her.

It was the Celestial Master, and that otherworldly Fan Tongtong.

“Princess Caiyan is indeed eloquent. I, the Celestial Master, have already known your crimes through my divine power, yet you still refuse to confess.”

"She truly is a bewitching woman who will bring disaster to the country and its people in the future."

The Celestial Master stood beside Ji Caiyan without bowing to the old emperor.

He stood ramrod straight, exuding an aura of authority even more so than the old emperor.

Fan Tongtong stood respectfully behind the Celestial Master, his face filled with trepidation.

Ji Caiyan subtly touched the emerald bracelet on her wrist, and smiled slightly.

"Master, it would be better to provide evidence."

"A witch is indeed a witch, stubbornly refusing to see the truth."

"This Celestial Master has no evidence, but out of respect for Elder Wen, I can heal Princess Leqin's foot."

The Celestial Master spoke in a gentle and refined manner.

Just like the refined Mr. Xing I saw in the Waste Village.

"Thank you, Celestial Master."

Wen Li did not show much excitement on his face.

He merely staggered to his feet, glanced indifferently at the old emperor,

"Old minister, please retire."

Wen Li no longer questioned Ji Caiyan and the old emperor, nor did he inquire about Ji Mu'an's death.

After staggering a few steps, he regained his balance and, without waiting for the old emperor's response, strode forward to continue walking outside.

The murky eyes had lost their fierceness, replaced by unwavering determination.

He had no other choice and didn't want to live in this world anymore.

He has wronged his daughter, and since that is the case, he will give his life to atone for her descendants.

Let this former prime minister, whose students are all over the world, exchange his life for his.

As for how scholars across the land will despise the Crown Prince in the future, what does that have to do with him?

Wen Li thought to himself, "I taught the Crown Prince so earnestly back then, so why couldn't the Crown Prince marry Zheng'er?"

Even the position of a concubine?

The root of all this seems to lie with that deposed crown prince once again.