The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Cui Zhibao saw the dazed expressions of the two people, and the panic on his face was gradually replaced by a strange confidence.

He slowly pulled out a roll of bright yellow silk from his bosom, held it high, and said with a hint of pride, "Open your eyes and see clearly what this is!"

Shi Xinzhe and Qin Miaoxi took a closer look and their hearts sank. The silk roll was embroidered with a golden dragon pattern, which was exactly the style of the emperor's secret order.

Cui Zhibao slowly unfolded the secret order, his voice loud and majestic: "Here is the emperor's secret order, who dares to move...?!"

His voice suddenly stopped. He turned the secret order over and over again in shock, muttering to himself, "How could this be? No, it's impossible!"

Qin Miaoxi's face changed slightly, and she took a step forward without hesitation, her eyes scanning the secret order in Cui Zhibao's hand.

However, when she saw the contents on the bright yellow silk scroll, she felt a surge of fear in her heart - the secret order was empty, without a single word, not to mention the bright red jade seal that symbolized imperial power. This was a fake secret order.

"Master Cui, do you have anything else to say now?"

Cui Zhibao's face was pale as he stared at the blank secret order. The confusion and disbelief in his eyes hadn't faded to this day. "How could this be? I clearly... I clearly saw the emperor write the secret order with his own hands and even affix the imperial seal!"

Shi Xinzhe snorted coldly, his tone stern: "How dare you forge the emperor's secret order? You deserve to be executed!"

Cui Zhibao suddenly raised his head, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted hoarsely: "It's you! You must have done something! You despicable villains, how dare you frame me!"

Shi Xinzhe stepped forward and said, "Cui Zhibao, at this point, you still want to quibble? Come, arrest him for me!"

Upon hearing this, the yamen runners immediately stepped forward and held Cui Zhibao down tightly.

Cui Zhibao struggled uncontrollably, his old face oozing purple, but he continued to roar frantically: "How dare you touch me? I'm an important official of the court, an old Hanlin! You have no evidence, the emperor will not let you go! You are plotting to murder the pillars of the country, you are worthy of death!"

Qin Miaoxi looked at Cui Zhibao coldly without saying much, but just gently shook the private order in her hand that she had found from the killer.

There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Master Cui, no matter how real your acting is, don't fool yourself. The evidence has already been found."

When Cui Zhibao heard this, his body suddenly stiffened, and the madness in his eyes receded like a tide, replaced by deep despair.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a word. He just lowered his head dejectedly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Qin Miaoxi then turned her head and looked at Shi Xinzhe beside her. Her tone was calm but unquestionable: "Master Shi, it's time to take the person away."

"Shut his mouth and take him away!" Shi Xinzhe ordered loudly.

Cui Zhibao made an indistinct sound and was escorted away from the scene by the crowd.

Only after his figure completely disappeared did he turn around and order the yamen runners, "I will take him to the palace to see the emperor first. You keep his family under control and absolutely do not allow them to have any contact with the outside world."

"Understood, Lord Shi, don't worry, we will definitely not let them see any outsiders."

Shi Xinzhe nodded with satisfaction, then he chased after the departing yamen runners and strode out of Cui's house.

The remaining yamen runners also quickly returned to their respective posts and began to work in an orderly manner.

But after a moment, the study became empty again, with only Qin Miaoxi walking slowly in it with soft steps.

Three walls of the study are lined with books, except for the exquisitely carved porcelain displayed on the antique shelf behind the desk.

She walked slowly forward, her eyes sweeping over every corner of the bookshelf, her fingers lightly brushing the spines of the books, pulling out the books one by one and flipping through them. She carefully read almost every book, even the gaps between the pages.

Then, she turned her attention to the neatly arranged porcelain, tapping it lightly with her fingertips and listening for any hollow echoes. However, after a full circle, she didn't find anything strange or out of place.

Qin Miaoxi frowned slightly and whispered to herself, "Strange, where does that smell come from?"

Her eyes swept across every corner of the room again, trying to find clues from the subtle details.

The faint smell of rust in the air still lingered, as if silently guiding her, yet making it elusive.

"What are you looking for?"

"That's it..." Qin Miaoxi hadn't finished her words when she felt a sudden chill on her spine and realized that there was someone behind her.

She turned around abruptly, and saw the familiar figure of Lu Qingchen. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a sly arc forming in his eyes, like a cat that had just stolen some fish. The joy of success spread undisguisedly in his eyes. Qin Miaoxi glanced at him with disdain, her tone filled with a hint of impatience: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Lu Qingchen: "..."

As a handsome and elegant young man in Jingzhao, famous throughout the world, when had he ever suffered such disdain? Moreover, this was even despised by his own wife, which was simply too much!

He coughed lightly, with a hint of awkwardness on his face, and explained in a low voice: "The inspection is very strict, I can't leave the city, I will leave during the day."

Qin Miaoxi nodded upon hearing this, clearly understanding the situation. She said nonchalantly, "Then you should return to the Marquis' Mansion first. I have to stay at the Cui Mansion tonight, awaiting the Emperor's ruling."

Lu Qingchen's hands, hidden in his sleeves, fumbled unconsciously for a few times. A slightly awkward smile appeared on his face, and he said, "It's so lonely back home. I'll stay here with you! It won't hurt to stay a while longer."

"You idiot, come on, tell me! It's just a little something. Why are you so timid? I really despise you."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

She couldn't help but look at Lu Qingchen twice more, muttering to herself: Is this person seriously ill? Is he having a split brain?

In order to avoid being infected by his stupidity, she decided to completely ignore all his actions, turned around and continued to check everything in the study, and said in a cold tone: "Whatever you want, just don't get in the way."

Seeing this, Lu Qingchen hurried to catch up, still wearing that slightly stiff smile on his face, but secretly feeling annoyed: "You're such a deadbeat! You can't even say a word. You've wasted your title as the best in Jingzhao."

He looked at Qin Miaoxi's back, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he sighed secretly, quickened his pace, and walked side by side with her.

Qin Miaoxi walked around and her eyes gradually fell on the desk, where Cui Zhibao's unfinished calligraphy was placed. She stared at the calligraphy for a long time.

Lu Qingchen didn't understand what was going on. He just thought there was some mystery in the word, so he picked it up and read it under the candlelight. "Hmm, this word 'Shu' is well written. It's something an old Hanlin could write."

After saying that, Qin Miaoxi was suddenly startled and shouted loudly: "Don't move!"

Lu Qingchen reacted immediately and thought to himself, "Oh no! My wife said that things on the scene can't be touched casually. Will she take my turn?"

However, the next second, Qin Miaoxi's sudden action made Lu Qingchen flushed. Not only was his face red and his heart was beating fast, but his skin was also burning.