After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

"Oh dear, it's already this late, why hasn't His Highness Prince Jin shown up yet? This is driving me crazy! What should we do?!"

In front of the Ministry of Justice prison, Lin Xiuyuan, the Vice Minister of Justice, paced anxiously back and forth, occasionally looking up at the distant street, hoping to catch a glimpse of Qin Yichen.

He thought to himself, "Could it be that I encountered some unexpected situation on the way? Or has something come up and I'm stuck? If I keep waiting..."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuyuan frowned and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Finally, unable to contain his anxiety any longer, he turned around abruptly and shouted, "Guards! Go quickly to the Prince of Jin's residence and find out what has happened and why His Highness has not yet arrived! Go and return quickly! Do not make a mistake!"

At his command, a subordinate stepped forward and sped off toward the Prince of Jin's residence.

"Lord Lin, do you really need to take this so seriously?"

The official from the Ministry of Justice looked at Lin Zhiyuan with a puzzled expression, his tone tinged with incomprehension, "What does it matter to us whether the Prince of Jin comes here to take up his post or not? Why should we worry about it so much?"

Lin Zhiyuan frowned slightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the other person, and said solemnly, "Is it really that serious? Please remove the 'is it'? This matter is far more complex than you think!"

He paused briefly, seemingly to gather his thoughts, before continuing his impassioned speech: "No matter what we face, we must never draw conclusions hastily until everything is settled and a final verdict is reached! Everything is subject to change, so how can we easily predict the outcome?"

After saying this, he put his hands behind his back, his posture upright, as if he firmly believed what he had said.

How could he not know what the official in the Ministry of Justice was thinking?

They simply felt that Qin Yichen was a prince with no power base in the court, so there was no need to curry favor with him.

Could someone who could make the Prime Minister risk offending the Vice Minister of Rites and the Sixth Prince be a simple person?

……

After leaving the Ye family, Qin Yichen did not return home, but headed straight for the Ministry of Justice prison.

On the Vermilion Bird Avenue near the Ministry of Justice prison, a speeding carriage rushed straight toward Qin Yichen without any intention of slowing down.

Qin Yichen's eyes sharpened, and with a light tap of his foot, his figure quickly drifted backward several feet, narrowly avoiding the carriage.

The carriage did not stop there, but instead sped up and headed towards the Ministry of Justice prison.

Seeing this, Qin Yichen felt a surge of anger: "How rude! They almost hit someone and didn't even stop the car, let alone apologize. It's simply lawless!"

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress his anger and immediately disregarded everything else, chasing after the carriage like a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yichen caught up with the carriage. He then struck out with both palms, creating a sharp gust of wind, and slammed them hard against the carriage shaft.

With a loud bang, the shaft broke, and the two horses pulling the carriage neighed in pain, raising their front hooves high, forcing the carriage to a stop.

At this moment, the coachman seemed to wake up from a dream and shouted angrily at Qin Yichen: "You brat, how dare you damage the carriage? Are you tired of living?"

Qin Yichen sneered, "Within the capital, to ride a horse and drive a carriage recklessly, nearly injuring someone, and still be so arrogant—I'd like to see who is so arrogant!"

The coachman's expression changed, and he was about to retort when the carriage curtain was lifted, and a person stepped out.

The man was dressed in fine clothes, his eyes filled with malice. "You dare to meddle in my affairs? Do you know who I am?"

Qin Yichen crossed his arms, showing no fear. "No matter who you are, it's wrong to act so arrogantly in Kyoto."

The young master, enraged, said, "You ignorant fool, today I'll show you what happens when you meddle in other people's business!"

With that, he waved his hand, and several guards emerged from behind and surrounded Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Just you guys?"

He flashed forward and charged at the nearest guard, knocking him to the ground in a few moves.

Upon seeing this, the other guards rushed forward.

Qin Yichen was like a nimble dragon, skillfully maneuvering amidst the attacks of the crowd and occasionally launching counterattacks.

The young master's face grew increasingly grim. He pulled out a dagger from his pocket and stealthily approached Qin Yichen when he wasn't paying attention.

Just as the dagger was about to pierce Qin Yichen's back, a dark figure flashed by, blocking the dagger and kicking the young master away.

To everyone's astonishment, the newcomer turned out to be Lin Zhiyuan, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

It turned out that Lin Zhiyuan had heard the commotion outside and rushed over. Seeing someone attacking Qin Yichen, he quickly stepped in to help.

Qin Yichen gazed gratefully at the middle-aged, square-faced man who was standing in front of him, his voice filled with respect: "Thank you for your righteous help. May I ask your honorable name?"

Lin Zhiyuan quickly bowed and said loudly, "Your humble servant Lin Zhiyuan, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, pays respects to Your Highness Prince Jin!"

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was dire, the young master, like a stray dog, only wanted to flee in a sorry state with his men.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan sneered and shouted, "Young Master Mei, where are you going?"

The young man surnamed Mei trembled, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and forced a smile. "Lord Lin, today's matter is just a misunderstanding. I hope you will not take it to heart."

Lin Zhiyuan snorted coldly, "Misunderstanding? Attacking Prince Jin in the street is a misunderstanding? Young Master Mei will probably have to come back to the Ministry of Justice prison with me to explain properly."

Young Master Mei's expression shifted between light and shadow, then suddenly his eyes turned fierce. "Lin Zhiyuan, do you really intend to oppose me? Do you know who's behind me?"

Lin Zhiyuan remained unfazed. "No matter who it is, everyone is equal before the laws of Qin."

At this moment, Qin Yichen spoke up, saying, "Minister Lin, I also want to see who is so audacious as to allow their subordinates to commit violence against me in the street."

On his very first day guarding the Ministry of Justice's prison, he was offered a chance to perform well; how could he possibly let that opportunity slip by?

Upon hearing this, Young Master Mei became even more flustered.

He knew full well that with Qin Yichen and Lin Zhiyuan joining forces, he had no chance of escaping.

Just as the stalemate was at hand, the sound of hooves came from afar, and a fast horse galloped towards them.

The man on horseback dismounted, bowed respectfully to Young Master Mei, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Young Master Mei's face immediately lit up with joy. "Minister Lin, Your Highness Prince Jin, how about we let this matter drop? I will personally host a banquet to apologize to you both another day."

Qin Yichen stepped forward, blocking his path. "You're not leaving until this matter is resolved."

The surrounding people gradually gathered around, whispering among themselves.

The young man surnamed Mei frowned and lowered his voice, saying, "Your Highness Prince Jin, please show mercy when you can!"

He thought to himself that if this matter escalated, it would be detrimental to his reputation, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face.

Qin Yichen sneered, "Who do you think I am? Do you think you can dismiss me with just a few words?"

Young Master Mei gritted his teeth and sneered, "Your Highness Prince Jin, to be honest, I just received news that the Sixth Prince is on his way here. I suppose he wouldn't want to see us arguing here either."

Qin Yichen was slightly taken aback; he hadn't expected that this matter would alarm Qin Muchen.

But so what?

It's no use even if you come!

If you give him face, he is the sixth prince; if you don't, he's just an imposter!