Who put the yellow robe on me?

He Xiaowei suddenly said, "Your Highness, I always feel that these two things are not Yang Shaolin's real purpose."

Jiang Chen frowned and took a deep breath: "Xiao Wei'er, have you noticed anything?"

He Xiaowei continued, "If Yang Shaolin was involved in the Autumn Examination cheating case, although he was not the mastermind, he was a crucial link in the entire process.

In other words, if Yang Shaolin were still alive, would his involvement in such a serious case anger the emperor and lead to his entire clan being executed?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and nodded: "You mean, Yang Shaolin chose to commit suicide and put the blame on me in order to divert attention to me and protect his family from being implicated?"

He Xiaowei nodded. "It's not impossible. His suicide would not only save the family, but also divert attention, making you the center of attention. This way, the mastermind behind him can proceed with his next move."

Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou frowned, pondering He Xiaowei's words: "Then what should we do next? If this is really his intention, then wouldn't we be playing right into his hands and being led around by the nose by him?"

Jiang Chen said firmly, "No matter what, everyone must be careful recently. Come to me anytime if anything happens. Their plan may not just be about this Autumn Examination cheating case.

If I'm not mistaken, Luo Shihua's father's secret is their ultimate goal. They will not let Luo Shihua enter the court alive."

He turned and looked at Jiang Sirou: "Thirteenth sister, lend the gold silk soft armor to Luo Shihua for a few days. He is now a thorn in the side of others, and no mistakes can be made."

Jiang Sirou nodded and agreed: "Okay, Sixteenth Brother, I will give him the golden soft armor so that he can safely pass through this dangerous period."

Then he seemed to have made up his mind: "If necessary, I will ask Brother Xiaodan for help. We must protect Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang. If they are killed, this case will truly become a headless injustice."

"Yeah!" Jiang Chen nodded! Jiang Sirou and He Xiaowei left Jingzhao Prefecture.

Two days passed, and everything was calm between Yang Shaolin's family and Luo Shihua and Qin Yilian, with no movement at all.

The Thirteenth Princess and He Xiaowei came to Jingzhao Prefecture every day to report the situation outside.

During these two days, Yang Weiqian, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, Bai Binggong, the Minister of Justice, and Yang Zhengming, the Minister of the Supreme Court, came to Jiang Chen's guest room many times and asked him about the circumstances of Yang Shaolin's death.

On the afternoon of the third day, Yang Weiqian, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, came to Jiang Chen's guest room.

As soon as he entered the door, he greeted me with a smile, bowed, and a hint of apology on his face.

"Your Highness the Sixteenth, I'm sorry. The Ministry of Justice and the Supreme Court have already thoroughly investigated this case. Yang Shaolin's dying words, 'The Sixteenth Prince has committed murder,' were truly a lie."

Yang Weiqian said this with a forced smile, but still tried his best to remain calm.

Jiang Chen looked at him calmly, thinking to himself, it's impossible for it to take so long to find out what these good-for-nothings are!

But his face remained unmoved, and he nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Lord Yang."

"Your Highness, I'm truly sorry. We have had to offend you during our investigation these days." Yang Weiqian lowered his head with a respectful attitude.

"Okay, okay, Lord Yang." Jiang Chen replied calmly, then turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and looked back at Yang Weiqian.

"Sir Yang, my spy told me that you could have released me yesterday, but you insisted on delaying it for another day. I wonder what explanation Sir Yang will give." Jiang Chen asked coldly, his eyes sharp.

Yang Weiqian immediately broke out in a cold sweat and looked at Jiang Chen in horror: "Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince is innocent. I wouldn't dare to do this even if I had a hundred courages!"

Jiang Chen sneered, said nothing more, and turned to leave. He was secretly pleased with himself. This time, it seemed that his trick against the Jingzhao prefect had worked.

However, at this moment, the situation in the capital suddenly changed.

Yang Shaolin's family was suddenly attacked by several assassins.

Dian Zhang and Zhou Liangwei had already been alert and fought desperately, but they eventually won easily.

Dian Zhang panted heavily, looking at the direction the assassin fled, his brows furrowed. "It seems they really want to silence me."

Zhou Liangwei said, "Brother Dian, do you feel that these people don't seem to be trying their best to deal with Yang Shaolin's family?"

Dianzhang nodded thoughtfully: "Brother Zhou is right. What is their purpose?"

Zhou Liangwei exclaimed, "Oh no! They're just trying to contain us!"

In fact, Dian Zhang and Zhou Liangwei guessed correctly. The assassins came to attack the Yang family just to make Dian and Zhou too busy to deal with them.

At the same time, the inn where Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang were staying suffered a large-scale attack.

A large number of masters suddenly appeared and launched a fierce attack on Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang.

Even though Xu Ningce and Deng Yunde fought desperately, the situation took a turn for the worse amidst the flashes of swords and sabers.

Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang hid aside, their faces pale and their eyes filled with fear. He asked Qin Yiliang: "Who are these people? Why are they chasing us?"

Xu Ningce fought with all his might, sweat pouring down his face. "Brother Luo, don't be afraid, we will protect you!"

However, there were too many enemies, and Xu Ningce and Deng Yunde gradually became exhausted and were at a disadvantage.

A "clang" sound!

Xu Ningce's sword was knocked away by an assassin, and he was about to be stabbed by the assassin's long sword.

"Be careful!" Qin Yiliang exclaimed.

The assassin's sword was knocked away, and Dianzhang quickly came online to protect Xu Ningce.

"Brother Xu! You take a rest first, let me do it!"

After saying that, Dianzhang went towards the assassin.

Zhou Liangwei also arrived with a sword and joined the battle with Dianzhang.

The four of them worked together to repel the enemies one by one.

Dianzhang pointed his sword at the last assassin and asked coldly, "Who sent you?"

The assassin gritted his teeth and refused to let go. Suddenly, the assassin thrust forward and stabbed himself into Dianzhang's sword, then died.

Dianzhang put away his sword and said, "It seems I can only start looking elsewhere."

Luo Shihua sat on the ground, still in shock: "Why were those people so brutal just now?"

Dian Zhang patted Luo Shihua on the shoulder and said, "It must be Yang Shaolin who hired the killer. They want to silence him and don't want the truth to come out."

Luo Shihua nodded, but his heart was still filled with fear and anxiety.

"Whoosh!"

"Be careful!" Dianzhang quickly protected Luo Shihua, and Deng Yunde also pulled Qin Yiliang over.

Xu Ningce and Zhou Liangwei also dodged.

Suddenly, an arrow flew over and shot directly into the wooden door.

Everyone was startled by the sudden flying arrow and turned to look.

Xu Ningce was the first to react. He quickly stepped forward and pulled out the arrow, only to find a piece of paper wrapped around it.

He unfolded the note, frowning slightly. "It says: 'Save Ruolan, meet in the ruined temple.'"

Dianzhang took the note, looked at it carefully, and asked in confusion, "Ruolan? Isn't Ruolan the prostitute from Tianxiang Pavilion? Why did they ask us to save Ruolan and meet in the ruined temple?"

Ruo Lan?