Who put the yellow robe on me?

Three days later, at dawn, the morning mist covered the ground in the southern suburbs of the city.

A cool breeze blew gently across the mountains, and a faint light appeared in the sky, bringing bursts of chill.

A new grave stands quietly on a hillside south of the capital, and the soil in front of the grave still appears moist.

A few simple words were engraved on the tombstone in a simple and heavy manner - "Tomb of Sister Luo Lan".

Luo Shihua knelt in front of the tomb, his shoulders shaking constantly, tears falling from his eyes like pearls with broken strings, soaking his clothes.

The courtesans of Tianxiang Pavilion came to mourn, holding various flowers in their hands and tears in their eyes.

The Thirteenth Princess, He Xiaowei, Zhong Xiaodan and others were also dressed in plain clothes, standing silently by with solemn expressions.

Zhong Dalu, who had just returned to Beijing from the Northern Qiang battlefield, also came here, dressed in military uniform, mourning silently.

Jiang Chen walked slowly towards them, holding a bouquet of lilac flowers in his hands. As he approached, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

With every step, Jiang Chen seemed to be recalling every detail of his contact with Luo Lan.

The physical intimacy in Tianxiang Pavilion, the revelation of her life story, her voice and tenderness, those memories now came flooding back like a tide, filling him with mixed emotions.

He walked to the grave, gently placed the lilac in front of the tombstone, and whispered, "Miss Ruolan, this is your favorite lilac."

When Luo Shihua heard Jiang Chen's words, he could no longer control his inner grief and burst into tears, as if he wanted to pour out all his sorrow.

The heart-wrenching cry echoed in the silent mountains, as if expressing indignation for Luo Lan's unfortunate fate.

Jiang Chen's body suddenly went limp, his vision went dark, and he fell straight down.

The people around were panicked and gathered around.

"Your Highness the Sixteenth!"

"Sixteenth brother!"

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Hurry and help Your Highness to the shade of the tree!"

Jiang Chen vaguely heard the sounds around him, but everything in front of him was blurry.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but found that he had no control over his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed in the palace.

There was no one around, only his personal eunuch Xiao Anzi was anxiously guarding beside him. When he saw him wake up, he immediately came over.

"Sixteenth Prince, are you awake?" Xiao Anzi asked with concern.

Jiang Chen raised his hand with difficulty, rubbed his temple, and asked, "How long have I been unconscious? Where are they?"

Xiao Anzi replied, "It's been two days since you were carried back by the second son of the Zhong family. Your Highness, Imperial Physician Zhang is outside the door. Would you like to have him come in to examine you?"

Jiang Chen nodded, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness.

After receiving the Sixteenth Prince's approval, Xiao Anzi shouted outside the room, "Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician Zhang!"

A moment later, the imperial physician Zhang Qinghe rushed in, sat gently beside the Sixteenth Prince's bed, and carefully felt his pulse.

Doctor Zhang frowned after a careful diagnosis. "Your Highness is simply overtired, and coupled with his emotional fluctuations, he fainted. Your Highness needs to rest and rest, and must not overexert himself any further."

"And..." Doctor Zhang looked at Xiao Anzi.

Jiang Chen knew that he had something to say, so he said to Xiao Anzi, "Xiao Anzi, go get me a bowl of water!"

Xiao Anzi took the order tactfully and went out.

Doctor Zhang lowered his voice and said to Jiang Chen, "Your Highness, your symptoms are very similar to those of the prescription I gave you back then. You must be cautious, Your Highness!"

Jiang Chen was shocked when he heard the words of the imperial physician, but he didn't know when he was drugged.

All the recent events flashed through his mind, and his heart sank. Indeed, he had experienced too much during this period of time.

He nodded slightly and said, "A lot has happened recently."

Doctor Zhang looked at the Sixteenth Prince and said with concern, "Your Highness, you must rest more. I have a decoction here. Your Highness, remember to take it once in the morning and once in the evening."

Jiang Chen took the prescription and said gratefully, "Thank you, Doctor Zhang. I will take the medicine on time."

Doctor Zhang nodded, said nothing more, and left Ningbo Palace.

Jiang Chen watched him leave, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Not long after, the familiar voices of Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou and He Xiaowei were heard outside the door.

As soon as Jiang Sirou entered the room, she asked anxiously, "Sixteenth brother, are you feeling better?"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Thirteenth Sister. I'm much better now. It's all thanks to you guys being there at the time."

Jiang Sirou described it with video and sound: "What are you talking about? When Miss Zhiruo Lan was offering sacrifices, you suddenly fainted and scared us to death.

Brother Xiaodan even carried you on his back and ran back in two steps at a time."

He Xiaowei pouted, her tone tinged with jealousy: "I think the reason His Highness fainted is because he couldn't bear to leave the pretty girl from Tianxiang Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Prince Jiang Chen showed an awkward smile on his face, then changed the subject and asked, "What does Your Majesty say about this Autumn Examination incident?"

Jiang Sirou's expression straightened as she replied, "Jia Shiyan from the Ministry of Rites has put the entire thing on Yang Shaolin, falsely accusing him of being the mastermind.

But even so, Jia Shiyan was eventually banished from the capital and sent back to his hometown, never to return to the capital again, because of the problem with the order of the examination papers of Luo Shihua, Qin Yiliang and others during the Autumn Examination.

He Xiaowei took over and added: "I also heard from Dianzhang today that Jia Shiyan was assassinated on his way back to his hometown."

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "This is obviously a method of destroying the body and covering up all evidence. Once Jia Shiyan is dead, many clues will be lost. Where is the Minister of Rites, Mu Shenru?"

He Xiaowei looked embarrassed. Because of her arranged marriage with Mu Zhengyi, she couldn't respond when Mu Shenru and Mu Zhengyi were mentioned.

Jiang Sirou noticed He Xiaowei's hesitation and continued, "The Minister of Rites, Mu Shenru, refused to admit to bribing the invigilators of the Autumn Examination, let alone paying off a killer to kill someone.

Bai Binggong of the Ministry of Justice also did not have any conclusive evidence, so the matter was temporarily left unresolved.

But the Autumn Examination was hosted by the Ministry of Rites, so the Minister of Rites must have been involved.

So, my father, in a rage, demoted Mu Shenru to the position of Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Jiang Chen frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Who will take the position of Minister of Rites now?"

Jiang Sirou replied, "All matters of the Ministry of Rites, big or small, are now handled by Yu Wenbo, the former Left Vice Minister of Rites. Sixth brother pleaded for the Minister of Rites, Mu Shenru, in the court, but not only did it have no effect, he was even scolded by the Emperor."

He Xiaowei continued, "In order to quell the controversy surrounding this Autumn Examination, Yu Wenbo, the newly appointed Left Vice Minister of Rites, retrieved all the examination papers and rechecked them.

As a result, Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang made the list, while Mu Zhengyi and Situ Yongrui both failed to make the list.

Because of this incident, Yu Wenbo, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, has seen his favorability among the ministers soar."

Jiang Chen sighed, a hint of regret in his tone: "This is really retribution. It's a pity that it's all my fault for fainting, and this Autumn Examination has ended so abruptly."

"No, Your Highness, your fainting this time actually helped you!"

He Xiaowei looked at Jiang Chen and said firmly.