The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Marquis Guoan nodded, "That's possible. After all, the father and son are related by blood. Who knows if His Majesty will be soft-hearted?"

"So I'm worried. I have a clue, but I don't dare to report it. I'm really in a dilemma."

Zhang Chenmu sighed again.

This successfully aroused the curiosity of Marquis Guoan. He moved closer and whispered, "Master Zhang, who is this incident pointing to now? Can you tell me a little? To be honest, I have been very careful in submitting memorials recently, for fear of saying the wrong thing and being implicated. If you have any clues, please tell me. I will definitely remember your kindness."

Zhang Chenmu looked embarrassed, "My Lord, it's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that the matter is too serious, and my life is on the line for this matter."

The two had already walked out of the palace gate. Marquis Guo'an pulled Zhang Chenmu to an empty corner, took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, stuffed them into Zhang Chenmu's sleeve, and said softly, "Master Zhang, please help me."

Zhang Chenmu took a look at the banknotes, which were a considerable amount, so he stuffed them into his sleeves and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, the Marquis can't tell anyone."

"Don't worry, Lord Zhang." Marquis Guoan promised solemnly.

Zhang Chenmu hesitated for a long time before stamping his feet and making up his mind, "To be honest with you, my Lord, the Dali Temple arrested a suspect two days ago. According to the suspect, he is the Crown Prince's man, and all this was done by the Crown Prince. Now the Dali Temple Minister, Prince Dingbei, is collecting evidence to overthrow the Crown Prince in one fell swoop."

Guoan Hou was shocked, "Is this true?"

"It's absolutely true." Zhang Chenmu looked up at Shi Chen and said, "My Lord, I have to rush back to the Dali Temple to monitor the progress of the case. I'll take my leave now."

"Goodbye, Lord Zhang." Marquis Guo'an absentmindedly saw Zhang Chenmu off. He stood there for a while, then resolutely turned around and entered the palace, heading towards the East Palace.

In the distance, Xiao Mubei watched Marquis Guoan enter the palace, his lips curled up, and he ordered Bai Yu, "Send someone to keep a close eye on him."

East Palace.

The prince threw the glass cup that he had treasured before, his eyes red with anger, "I don't even know who the suspect is, how dare they frame me? No wonder my father came to the East Palace a few days ago to investigate my secret guards, it turns out that this person was behind it."

Marquis Guo'an sat at the bottom and said humbly, "I used to think that Prince Jingyuan supported His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so I was close to him. Later, I learned that he was plotting treason. I really regret not seeing through his wolfish ambition earlier. In my heart, I have always regarded the Crown Prince as the future emperor. I hope Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince will forgive me for my previous blindness."

The prince said kindly, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I have long known your loyalty. If I succeed in the future, I will definitely make you my prime minister. The country cannot do without people like you."

Marquis Guo'an was overjoyed and knelt down hurriedly, "Your Majesty, thank you for your grace."

The prince helped him up and said, "Thank you for your help today, my Lord. If there is any more news, please tell me in time so that I can respond in time."

"I, as an old minister, will do whatever it takes to win the battle."

After leaving the East Palace, Marquis Guo'an breathed a sigh of relief. He only hoped that this move would be right so that the Marquis Guo'an Mansion could continue its glory. Otherwise, he was afraid that as soon as the new emperor ascended the throne, he would punish old ministers like them.

When Crown Princess An Ruxin entered the Crown Prince's study, she saw Crown Prince Xiao Zimo sitting in the armchair, thinking about something with an angry look on his face.

An Ruxin put down the longan and lotus seed soup and asked worriedly, "Your Highness, is there anything bothering you? I wonder if I can help you share your worries?"

The prince habitually waved his hand and said, "No..."

He suddenly stopped talking halfway and looked at An Ruxin.

An Ruxin felt uneasy when he looked at her, and asked, "Is it because of my makeup today?"

Xiao Zimo asked, "How long has it been since the Crown Princess returned to her parents' home?"

An Ruxin's face showed sadness, "It's been three years."

"Do you want to go back and visit your parents-in-law?"

"Now?" An Ruxin asked in surprise, "But you, the Crown Prince, are still under house arrest. How can I leave the East Palace?"

"It's okay. It's me who's under house arrest, not you. You haven't been back to your parents' home for three years. Now you miss home so much. I'll allow you to go home to visit your parents. Just pack up and go back."

An Ruxin went back to pack up for no apparent reason.

After a while, a carriage left the Eastern Palace. After interrogation, it was found that the Crown Princess had been under house arrest in the Eastern Palace for a long time and was extremely depressed. The imperial physician said that she was depressed and if she continued to be depressed like this, she would probably get sick. The Crown Prince sympathized with the Crown Princess and allowed her to go home to visit her family.

The guards guarding the Eastern Palace did not dare to make a decision, and quickly ran to ask Emperor Sui Ming for instructions. Emperor Sui Ming approved, and An Ruxin's carriage was able to leave the palace smoothly.

Dali Temple.

Bai Yu reported the situation in the palace. Chu Yunxi smiled and said, "Sure enough, he can't hold it back anymore. But he actually used the Crown Princess. It seems that the Crown Prince has really run out of tricks."

"The Emperor's sister-in-law is a good person, but it's a pity that she married the wrong person." Xiao Mubei sighed.

"Don't feel sorry for others. What about you? Are you ready?"

"It's been prepared for a long time." Xiao Mubei touched Chu Yunxi's head.

It was past lunch time and the restaurant business on Mingde Street had been busy for a while. After seeing off the last wave of customers, the waiter sat at the door and took a nap. Usually at this time, there were fewer people on the street and no one would come to the restaurant to eat.

But today, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a gentle voice saying, "Waiter, is there a private room on the second floor?"

As soon as the waiter opened his eyes, he saw a woman in white with a veil, followed by two guards, standing in front of him. The woman in white had delicate features and her clothes were simple in style but made of very good material. The two guards behind her also looked very imposing, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not guards from ordinary families.

Such people are either rich or noble.

The waiter stood up hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, please go upstairs, three guests. What would you like to eat?"

The woman went upstairs and said, "I have reserved the second floor this afternoon. Someone will come to see us later. No one else can go upstairs except the person who is looking for me. Serve us some of your restaurant's specialties. Just send the dishes to the stairs and my guards will bring them in."

The waiter agreed of course. It was normal for such a person to have some secrets, and he didn't want to know them. It is said that the more you know, the faster you die. Of course, if it was information that could be exchanged for money, such as the information about the mysterious man last time, which made one hundred taels of silver when sent to the Dali Temple, then he wouldn't mind knowing more.

The woman in white entered the private room. One of the guards stood outside the door, and the other guard followed her into the room. The waiter looked at the guard outside curiously, and was startled by a cold gaze. That gaze was extremely cruel. The waiter had no doubt that if he walked slower, he would most likely cut his neck.