Who put the yellow robe on me?

The sixteenth prince Jiang Chen stood in the dim secret room, his brows furrowed, his eyes scanning the surroundings with sharp gazes.

"Sister Thirteen should be here." Jiang Chen whispered, his voice filled with a hint of certainty, yet also with anxiety that was difficult to conceal.

His eyes fell on the half pair of earrings in his hand. The gems on the earrings flickered faintly in the dim light, as if telling a mysterious past.

Annan General Zhong Xiaodan stood aside, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.

He clenched his fists and said in a low, rapid voice, "Sixteenth Prince, I think so too, but we have searched this place from top to bottom and found no trace."

His voice echoed in the secret room, carrying a hint of helplessness and despair.

Zhong Xiaodan's heart was filled with remorse and anger, as if a fire was burning in his chest, with nowhere to vent it. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anxiety, but the uneasy feeling was like a shadow, lingering.

Xiong Zhiheng stood on the other side of the secret room, holding a thin iron rod in his hand, tapping gently on the wall, trying to find a hidden door.

His movements were meticulous and focused, as if every inch of the wall could be the key to solving the puzzle.

However, after a long period of beating, his brows furrowed more and more, and he finally shook his head helplessly.

"General Annan, have you found the secret door in this secret room?" Xiong Zhiheng asked in a low voice, with a hint of expectation in his voice, but also mixed with a hint of disappointment.

Zhong Xiaodan shook his head, a trace of fatigue flashing in his eyes: "I thought so too, but I still haven't found the secret door."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength.

Zhong Xiaodan felt powerless, as if he was trapped in an invisible cage and could not escape no matter how hard he struggled.

Jiang Chen glanced around the secret room and suddenly turned to look at Xuanyuan Feiyan who was standing beside him.

"General Xuanyuan, haven't you studied gossip for a while? What do you think of this place?" Jiang Chen's voice was low and calm, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Xuanyuan Feiyan was slightly stunned when she heard this, then shook her head, with a hint of apology in her tone: "Your Highness, I followed General Annan to check the area nearby, but didn't find any traps. Perhaps I'm not very skilled."

His voice was low and calm, but his heart was filled with self-blame and anxiety.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anxiety, but the uneasiness remained like a shadow, lingering.

Everyone's hopes were shattered in an instant.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone knew that as time went by, Princess Thirteen was in greater danger.

"Damn Cao Shouku, I'm going to kill him!" Zhong Xiaodan suddenly became angry, his voice full of anger and despair.

His fist slammed heavily on the wall, making a dull sound, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

Seeing this, Xiong Zhiheng hurried forward to dissuade him: "General Annan, calm down. We don't have enough evidence right now, and according to Daliang law, we can't imprison a first-rank official!"

His voice was low and calm, trying to soothe Zhong Xiaodan's emotions.

However, Zhong Xiaodan's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, as if there was a fire burning in his chest, but he had nowhere to vent.

Jiang Chen stood aside, his fingers tapping lightly on the jade pendant on his waist, making a subtle "ding-dong" sound, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he said, "Don't you have enough evidence? Then let's create some evidence and put Cao Shouku under house arrest. After all, the Thirteenth Princess's necklace was found in his tax treasury. How could he possibly get away with it?"

His voice was low and calm, yet it carried a hint of unquestionable authority.

Xiong Zhiheng frowned slightly upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed his words back. He knew that Jiang Chen's decision, while risky, was the only solution at the moment.

Jiang Chen then said to Zhong Xiaodan, "Second Young Master, have Zhou Liangwei take your imperial gold medal and place the Minister of Revenue, Cao Shouku, under house arrest. He is not allowed to leave the Minister's residence."

Zhong Xiaodan's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, as if he saw hope. He handed the imperial gold medal to Zhou Liangwei without hesitation, and said with a hint of excitement, "Yes!"

Zhou Liangwei took the order and left. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the secret room, as if knocking on everyone's heart.

Xuanyuan Feiyan stood in the secret room, looking around, trying to find any possible clues.

"Your Highness, there is really no mechanism to open the door in this place." Xuanyuan Feiyan said in a low voice, with a hint of apology and helplessness in her voice.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

However, at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, as if he had grasped something key.

"General Xuanyuan, you said there is no mechanism to open the door?" Jiang Chen's voice was low and calm, but with a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal.

Zhong Xiaodan noticed the change in Jiang Chen, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Sixteenth Prince, have you thought of something?"

Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes deep and sharp: "Perhaps, this place just doesn't have any traps?"

Zhong Xiaodan frowned slightly when he heard this, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Sixteenth Prince, if this place doesn't have a mechanism, then how do you explain Princess Rou's earrings?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, a sly glint in his eyes: "Perhaps, in other words, this place can only wait for someone else to open this secret room?"

Zhong Xiaodan and Xuanyuan Feiyan were stunned and said at the same time: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Jiang Chen's gaze swept through the secret room, finally landing on Xuanyuan Feiyan. "General Xuanyuan, behind this Ministry of Revenue's tax treasury is a mysterious old house, right?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan nodded, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Yes, Your Highness! That old house is a dilapidated old house, but few people have entered it."

Jiang Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and a glint of confidence flashed in his eyes: "General Xuanyuan, fly up to the sky and take a look. Is this secret room the closest room to the ancient house in the entire tax and silver vault?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan's eyes flashed with excitement when she heard this, as if she understood something. She nodded and turned away without hesitation. Her figure was like a flash of black lightning, disappearing into the secret room in an instant.

After a while, Xuanyuan Feiyan, a master of Qinggong, flew down, her face filled with excitement and agitation. "Your Highness is right. This is indeed the room closest to the ancient house in the entire tax and silver vault!"