Long Live the Empress

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple and the legal advisor were at a loss as to what to do with this case. They felt very distressed when they saw Shen Mao, who had not slept for several days.

The lawyer thought for a while and said, "Sir, let's transfer this case to the Inspectorate! If there is another Xiao'e, the Dali Temple cannot bear the responsibility!"

The Junior Official of the Dali Temple also echoed, "Master, what you said makes sense, Lord Shen, this matter is of great importance, it is better to make a decision early!"

Shen Mao closed his eyes tiredly and nodded, "Okay... let's do as you say..."

As soon as the sun rose, Shen Mao took the files and went to visit Qiansui Mansion.

When the guards came to report, Wang Yi's face was full of excitement, "Master, what I said is correct, right? How can those people in the Dali Temple solve such an unsolved case? In the end, it still depends on us, the Inspectorate!"

Yan Liyuan was looking through the secret letter handed over by the secret guards, "Let him come over."

The guards then invited Shen Mao into Qiansui Mansion.

Shen Mao had been an official for so many years, and he had only focused on dealing with the affairs of the Dali Temple. He had never had much contact with Yan Liyuan. Today was Shen Mao's first time to the Qiansui Mansion. The Qiansui Mansion was different from what he had imagined. Everyone said that the Ninth Thousand Years Old was bloodthirsty and cold, and loved luxury the most, but he did not find any extravagance in the Ninth Thousand Years Old Mansion, but instead had a cool feeling.

Yan Liyuan, who was sitting at the desk, was wearing a crimson-purple robe and throwing fruits to Pan An, but the chill emanating from his body made people dare not look directly at him.

"Your Majesty, I am Shen Mao, the Minister of the Dali Temple. I am honored to meet you, Your Majesty!" Shen Mao collected his thoughts and bowed respectfully to Yan Liyuan, holding up the case with both hands. "Your Majesty, I am incompetent! There have been many cases of pregnant women going missing recently, and one has even been killed. Just last night, a pregnant woman suddenly disappeared while sleeping at home... Your Majesty, I have no clues at this point, so I will transfer this case to the Inspectorate. Please take a look at it, Your Majesty..."

Yan Liyuan was extremely powerful, and his assassination methods were endless. As his personal bodyguard, Wang Yi had to check everything that came into contact with Yan Liyuan. So Wang Yi flipped through a few pages of the case file before putting it in front of Yan Liyuan.

Yan Liyuan did not speak to Shen Mao, but just looked through the case file carefully.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Shen Mao knelt on the ground, his heart beating silently. He didn't know how the Ninth Prince would deal with his incompetence and deal with the Dali Temple...

After a long while, Yan Liyuan said coldly, "The Inspectorate has accepted this case. When you return, immediately carry the body to the Inspectorate."

Gone? Shen Mao looked up at Yan Liyuan in disbelief. When he met those cold eyes, Shen Mao was startled and lowered his head hurriedly, "Yes! I don't know... I don't know..."

Yan Liyuan frowned and said impatiently: "I hate people who hesitate the most!"

Shen Mao quickly bent down and said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness! I failed to do my job well this time, please punish me! I dare to ask Your Highness to forgive the other officials of the Dali Temple..." After saying that, he kowtowed heavily on the ground.

Wang Yi curled his lips. He had never seen anyone asking for punishment from the Lord Governor in all these years! What a fool...

Yan Liyuan tapped the table with his fingers. The gentle "dong dong dong" sound made Shen Mao's heart tremble. "You are a good one! Back off!"

Shen Mao didn't understand what was going on and just knelt there stupidly, not daring to look up.

Wang Yi stepped forward and helped Shen Mao up, then made a gesture to the door, "Master Shen, please come in!"

Shen Mao's legs had long been numb from kneeling, and when he reached the door, he almost fell on the threshold. Fortunately, Wang Yi acted quickly and prevented Shen Mao from falling.

It was not until Shen Mao returned to the Dali Temple that he dared to believe that the Nine Thousand Year Old Lord really did not punish him!

The master and the Dali Temple Shaoqing looked at the distraught Shen Mao, "Sir... are you okay? What did the Ninth Prince say?"

Shen Mao let out a long sigh and shook his head. "The Inspectorate has taken over the case! As for us..."

This concerns their own future, so the Master and the Junior Official of the Dali Temple were also very nervous. "How is it?"

"The Ninth Thousand Year Old Lord did not impose any punishment. He only told people to send the body to the Inspectorate..." Shen Mao recalled the moment when he and Yan Liyuan looked at each other just now, and his heart trembled again.

Didn't set off yet? The master and the Dali Temple Shaoqing looked at Shen Mao in disbelief, "Could it be that... the Ninth Prince wants to wait until the case is over before making any decisions?"

Shen Mao shook his head. "Don't worry about it for now. Send Xiao'e's body over quickly! I hope the Ninth Prince can catch the murderer as soon as possible and give the people peace!"

The lawyer said nothing more and hurried to the charity cemetery to find Xiao'e's body. He wrapped it tightly and sent it to the Inspectorate.