Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen's gaze immediately turned to Xuanyuan Feiyan, and his tone was filled with anxiety: "Do you know him?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan nodded seriously, "Yes, I have seen him before. Your Highness, do you remember the man in black you asked me to follow in the tent?"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling something. After a moment, his gaze darkened: "Are you saying that the man in black that night was Liu San?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan nodded in confirmation: "That's right! Even though that person has most of his face covered, I will never mistake the features between his eyes and eyebrows."

Xuanyuan Feiyan's tone was filled with determination and a hint of anger, as if she had returned to that dangerous night again.

He said slowly, "That night, the moonlight was dim, and I followed him quietly to the end of the alley. He thought no one noticed, but I saw it clearly.

Even though he kept his head deliberately lowered, his sharp eyes betrayed his identity. His steps were brisk, and he seemed to have a dagger at his waist, always on guard, clearly someone accustomed to walking in the shadows.

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, and his brows furrowed. "It seems that he is quite alert. How did you confirm his identity?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan concentrated on recalling, "Later, I followed him into an abandoned winery. He met a few people, one of whom mentioned his nickname, 'Liu San.' Although he spoke in a low voice and vaguely, the name was clearly mentioned twice. I didn't dare get too close at the time, fearing they would notice, so I only memorized his appearance and a few details."

He paused, a flicker of regret in his eyes. "Unfortunately, I didn't hear their entire conversation. They spoke briefly and quickly dispersed. Liu San was the last to leave."

Jiang Chen stared intently at Xuanyuan Feiyan, as if trying to read his every expression. His tone was calm, yet concealed with a sense of oppression: "Are you sure that the man in black who followed you that night was Liu San?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan met Jiang Chen's gaze without hesitation, her eyes revealing a determination and confidence: "Yes! I can guarantee that it is Liu San.

Although his black clothes covered most of his face, the features between his eyes and eyebrows were unmistakable. Your Highness, you must know that I have been on the battlefield for many years, and I have always been confident in my observation of these details. I remember the scene that night clearly.

Xuanyuan Feiyan's words carried a hint of anger and determination, as if he had returned to that dangerous night. That night, he had lurked alone in the darkness, the man in black before him seemingly completely unaware of him, yet Xuanyuan Feiyan never let his guard down.

That sharp, alert look, and the familiar lines between his eyebrows, were deeply imprinted in his mind. The moonlight that night was weak, illuminating the surrounding streets, but it could not completely dispel the tense atmosphere in the air.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, feeling an indescribable sense of urgency. His heart beat faster and his thoughts were involuntarily in a mess.

What does Liu San's appearance mean? If he is really the man in black that night, then the disappearance of the Thirteenth Princess will no longer be a simple accident, but a carefully planned kidnapping case.

Gradually, Jiang Chen's thoughts began to become clear, but with it came a bigger question - who is controlling all this?

At this moment, Xuanyuan Feiyan's voice rang out again, breaking Jiang Chen's thoughts: "Your Highness, after Liu San came out that time, he went..."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, coughed lightly, glanced around, and gave Xuanyuan Feiyan a look, signaling him not to continue.

Xuanyuan Feiyan immediately understood and shut up, his expression becoming slightly solemn. He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Chen, seemingly puzzled, but didn't say anything more.

Jiang Chen's gaze was like a knife. He turned to Xiong Zhiheng calmly. His voice was low and powerful. "Master Xiong, arrange for someone to bring the two Zhens back to the Ministry of Justice. Tell Minister Bai that they will be treated leniently."

Zhen Jun felt relieved upon hearing this, and his eyes lit up with surprise. He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said eagerly, "Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"

His voice was full of gratitude and fear. It was obvious that Zhen Jun's thoughts were not complicated - as long as his life was not taken, he was willing to live.

Boss Zhen's expression suddenly became complicated, his brows slightly furrowed, his anxiety and uneasiness clearly visible in his face.

Although he remained calm on the surface, he was deeply troubled. If he were given another chance, would he accept the three thousand taels of silver from Liu San again? Would he still be able to maintain his foothold in this treacherous world?

Jiang Chen fell into deeper contemplation, his eyes becoming increasingly sharp and profound. If the man in black that night was indeed Liu San, then the Thirteenth Princess's disappearance was no accident, but rather a carefully planned kidnapping.

All of this must be related to the Minister of Rites, Mu Shenru, and a deeper mystery gradually surfaced. Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel shocked. He vaguely felt that the motive behind this was definitely closely related to himself.

But why would a Minister of Rites get involved in such a thing? What was his purpose?

Furthermore, was there a deeper power behind the Minister of Rites, Mu Shenru? Jiang Chen's mind was like a taut string, and the lingering doubts made him increasingly anxious.

However, the most difficult thing for him to unravel was still the relationship between Mu Shenru and a certain prince. Could it be the Ninth Prince? Or the Sixth Prince? Or...?

Just as Jiang Chen was thinking, Xuanyuan Feiyan came over with a hint of anxiety in her expression: "Your Highness, Brother Zhou is here."

Jiang Chen stood up quickly, his eyes sharp, his tone without a trace of fluctuation: "Let's go and take a look."

He turned and walked towards the door, Xuanyuan Feiyan followed closely behind him with steady steps. It was obvious that he did not have much time to think about other matters at the moment.

Jiang Chen's mind was still echoing with the information that Xuanyuan Feiyan had just said. What kind of conspiracy was hidden behind the disappearance of Liu San and the Thirteenth Princess, and the involvement of the Minister of Rites Mu Shenru?

His mind was on edge, a tangle of anxiety and uneasiness, but none of these emotions showed on his stern face. He knew that what he needed most at this moment was calmness and precise decision-making.

Zhou Liangwei hurried into the courtyard, his eyes filled with anxiety. When he saw Jiang Chen and Xuanyuan Feiyan coming out, he immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, I have finally found you. Zhou Liangwei has something important to report."

There was a hint of panting in his voice, and it was obvious that he had been running all the way and could not hide his anxiety.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, signaling him to speak: "Is there any progress?"

As Zhou Liangwei followed Jiang Chen outside, he reported hurriedly, "Your Highness, General Deng Yunde has made the latest discovery.

Several plum blossom darts were also found in other parts of the capital. General Deng Yunde has verified that these are indeed clues left behind by the rules and regulations."

Jiang Chen asked anxiously, "Have you found Dianzhang and the Thirteenth Princess?"