The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Song Siyao is a modern all-around special agent. Observing people's micro-expressions is a must-learn skill, and this skill has saved her from danger many times.

She suspected that Meng Zhanting was in cahoots with these two swindlers when she first asked him.

I was already certain when I asked the second time.

“Meng Zhanting, the headquarters of the Imperial Guard is on East Fifth Street. You started your patrol from there. Based on your departure time and pace, you should only be on East Third Street now. Why are you on South Second Street so early?” Song Siyao asked.

Meng Zhanting had clearly prepared an excuse beforehand: "We didn't patrol East Street today; we came directly to South Street."

"The Imperial Guards' patrols have always started from the East Street, a practice that has remained unchanged for decades. Why are you changing it today?" Song Siyao pressed.

There were no explicit rules governing the patrol practices of the Imperial Guards, but these were customs left by their predecessors, and those who came after them were unwilling to break the previous rules, so they continued to follow them.

Meng Zhanting hadn't expected Song Siyao to know so much. Unable to find a suitable reason, he used a contemptuous tone to rebuke Song Siyao to cover up his guilty conscience.

“I am the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. I do not need to explain my actions to you, Song Siyao. You are just a young lady from a secluded family. What do you know?”

"I don't need to know how you operate, but if you try to use your position to frame me, I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

After giving her warning, Song Siyao looked at Chen Jiang and said, "Lord Chen, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Miss Song, rest assured, I will definitely find out the truth and enforce the law impartially."

Chen Jiang looked at Meng Zhanting and said in a serious tone, "Vice Commander Meng, I now have reason to suspect that you and these two swindlers are conspiring to defraud Miss Song. Please come with us!"

"Let him go, the innocent will clear themselves!" Meng Zhanting was full of confidence. It was just a trip to the Jingzhao Yin (prefect of the capital). Without evidence, no one could do anything to him.

As he left, he glanced at Song Siyao, a provocative sneer playing on his lips.

"Your Highness, I shall take my leave first." Chen Jiang bowed to Shen Pei.

Shen Pei nodded, "Lord Chen, you've worked hard."

"It's my duty, no trouble at all." Chen Jiang led Meng Zhanting, the two swindlers, and all the Imperial Guards away.

"Your Highness, please excuse me, I must take my leave." Song Siyao also prepared to depart.

"Go find evidence?" Shen Pei saw through Song Siyao's intentions at a glance.

“Yes.” Song Siyao now needs to find evidence to prove that Meng Zhanting and those two swindlers are in cahoots.

Of course, she believed that Chen Jiang could also find evidence.

But Chen Jiang is going to judge a case now, and the whole process will take a lot of time. It would be faster for her to find evidence.

"Wei Xin, mobilize the troops. I need to see evidence within an hour," Shen Pei ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness." Wei Xin accepted the order and quickly left.

“Miss Song, Wei Xin has already gone to find evidence, so you don’t need to worry.”

Shen Pei's eyes darted around and he saw a restaurant not far away. "There's a restaurant over there. Why don't we go over there and eat while we wait?"

Song Siyao followed his gaze and saw three large characters written on the restaurant: Wujiang Ferry.

In her original world, there was also a Wujiang River, and beside the Wujiang River was an orphanage, which was where she grew up.

Wujiang is her hometown.

In an instant, a familiar warmth flowed through her heart, and she smiled slightly.

"The name of this restaurant is quite interesting."

It doesn't sound like a restaurant's name at all.

"It's quite special. This restaurant has been open for several years, and no one has ever seen the owner behind it. Since they opened, they have introduced a new dish every month. However, they haven't introduced any new dishes in the past year or so. Nevertheless, they are still the most popular restaurant in the capital."

Shen Pei's eyes were on the restaurant, but what came to mind was Song Siyan's smile.

That summer, the bright young man and his brothers drank and made merry at the Wujiang Ferry.

He stood upstairs, watching him quietly.

That was the purest, most sincere, and brightest smile he had ever seen, like a clivia blooming on the summit of Mingxi Sacred Mountain.

Noble, radiant, and indomitable.

……

"Your Highness has piqued my curiosity, but this time I want to investigate the evidence myself. I'll come back and have dinner with Your Highness after I find the evidence."

She would personally take action to punish Meng Zhanting, that scumbag.

Song Siyao's voice pulled Shen Pei back to reality.

Shen Pei looked at Song Siyao, his voice as gentle as a clear babbling brook at the foot of a sacred mountain, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

He respects Song Siyao and supports her.

If Song Siyao can't handle it, he'll send the evidence over.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already made himself Song Siyao's strong support, but he himself was completely unaware of it.

Song Siyao turned and left. Shen Pei's gaze lingered on her retreating figure, following her until she disappeared from sight. Only then did he turn his wheelchair around and head towards Wujiang Ferry.

"Miss, we're wandering aimlessly, where are we going to find evidence?" Yu Xiang asked anxiously and worriedly.

"Go back to the manor and find Big Yellow," Song Siyao said.

Yu Xiang looked puzzled. Could they find evidence back at the manor? She didn't press the matter further and followed Song Siyao back to the Zhenbei Marquis's manor.

Song Siyao went straight to Dahuang and placed the two strips of cloth in her hand to Dahuang's nose. "Dahuang, smell it and remember this scent. If you find the places they went, you'll pass the test, and I'll give you a chicken leg."

Big Yellow twitched its nose a few times, then pawed at the ground with its feet, making a whimpering sound; it was getting impatient.

Song Siyao untied the chain around its neck and called out, "Big Yellow, let's go!"

Big Yellow ran wildly ahead, with Song Siyao chasing after it.

Finally, Big Yellow stopped in front of a mansion.

Stone lions guard the front of the mansion, and gatekeepers stand on both sides of the gate; one can feel the solemnity and pressure at a glance.

"Big Yellow, are you sure they went inside?" Song Siyao asked.

Big Yellow lay on the ground, its head facing the gate, its eyes fixed on the inside.

Song Siyao's eyes fell on the plaque above the gate, her gaze cold and bloodthirsty.

She knew from the beginning that Meng Zhanting hadn't done this alone.

Just then, a maid came out from the main gate. She looked around and then turned left into the street.

Suddenly, Da Huang stood up, twitched its nose, and frantically chased after the maid.

"It's like a pillow being delivered just when you're sleepy!" Song Siyao was thinking about how to sneak into the mansion when she didn't expect the people inside to come out on their own.

She followed Da Huang, and after a while, Da Huang slowed down and slowly walked inside.

Just then, a sharp voice rang out from inside the alley, "Where did this dead dog come from? Get over here!"

Da Huang started barking wildly. Song Siyao quickly stepped forward and saw that Da Huang had bitten the maid's dress.

"Miss Song, what are you doing here?" the maid asked in surprise.

Song Siyao asked in a light tone, "Are you waiting for those two people?"