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"I see."

Jixiang breathed a slight sigh of relief, then hurriedly said, "Then you should go and come back soon, Miss. This servant will go and check on Young Master Mo'er first."

As Jixiang walked into the house, Jiang Yuyue raised an eyebrow slightly as she watched his back before being helped onto the carriage by Xiao Liu.

"Let's go."

After entering the house, Jixiang teased Jiang Qimo in Jasmine's arms. Hearing the carriage receding into the distance, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he hurriedly turned around and rushed towards Xie Jinglan's house.

"Your Highness!"

Ji Xiang rushed into the house, looking anxious. "Miss Jiang just set off for Wanfu Temple. I guess she's probably going to find you!"

It has been a full month since Jiang Feili cleared Xie Jinglan of the remaining poison, and his body has now fully recovered.

Upon hearing Jixiang's words, Xie Jinglan's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already expected it, and he calmly gave the order.

"Prepare the car."

The mountain road was winding, and Jiang Yuyue's carriage traveled for about half a day before finally seeing the old and mottled plaque of Wanfu Temple. Wanfu Temple was just as deserted as last time, with almost no worshippers.

Jiang Yuyue was helped down from the carriage by Xiao Liu and walked slowly to the front of the temple. She looked at the monks sweeping the steps and gave a slight bow.

"Master, I have come to your temple today to see an old friend. May I ask if you could introduce me to him?"

The monk looked up at her, put his hands together, smiled slightly, and said, "Please come with me, benefactor."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue was overjoyed. She had been worried about whether Prince Jing was still here, but judging from the situation, he probably hadn't left yet!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue immediately turned to look at Xiao Liu behind her and whispered, "You go back by carriage first."

Xiao Liu was taken aback, immediately frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Miss, what do you mean? Could it be... that you don't plan to go back?"

Jiang Yuyue didn't intend to explain too much to her, only saying, "I'll be staying here tonight. You go back and help Jasmine take care of Mo'er, and come pick me up tomorrow."

Although Xiaoliu hesitated for a moment, seeing Jiang Yuyue's firm tone and thinking that Wanfu Temple was sparsely populated and always quiet, there should be no danger, she finally nodded in agreement.

Once the carriage had gone far away, Jiang Yuyue turned around and followed the monk.

Following the same route as before, Jiang Yuyue was led to the door of the west wing. This time, she did not hesitate at all and stepped inside.

The room was dimly lit, and as before, it was covered by curtains. In the shadows, a tall figure sat quietly. Before she could speak, Prince Jing spoke first.

"But has it been confirmed that Prince Ning was the mastermind behind the destruction of your Jiang family?"

"This humble woman is incompetent."

Jiang Yuyue paused slightly, then said, "This matter is inherently difficult to verify, and it is indeed difficult to thoroughly investigate it in just over a month."

"Oh?"

Xie Jinglan, speaking calmly from behind the curtain, asked, "Since it hasn't been confirmed yet, why did you suddenly come here?"

"Naturally, I am willing to hand over that treasure to Your Highness."

Jiang Yuyue lowered her eyes slightly and said solemnly, "Prince Jing's reputation is known throughout the world. I believe that someone who is highly regarded by His Majesty would not stoop to such a despicable act. I am willing to trust you this once, but there is one more thing I would like to ask Your Highness to grant."

Xie Jinglan's reply remained nonchalant: "Tell me about it."

Jiang Yuyue's gaze darkened slightly, but her tone was exceptionally solemn.

"Of course I hope Your Highness will avenge me."

Then she slowly said, "No matter who the mastermind behind the destruction of my Jiang family is, I implore Your Highness to investigate the whole story, clear my Jiang family's name, and ensure that the perpetrator receives the punishment he deserves!"

Although she managed to save her family from death in this life through her strategic planning, it doesn't mean that Jiang Yuyue can forget the deep-seated hatred of her family's violent death in her previous life.

Now that she has this opportunity, she will definitely not let it slip by.

She wanted to use Prince Jing's help to find out the truth, not only to seek justice for her family, but also to ensure that they no longer had to hide and could live with dignity.

Although Jiang Yuyue is not yet completely certain whether this matter was actually done by Prince Ning, seeing that the treasure in her hand has attracted the covetous eyes of many forces, it is really not advisable to keep it in her possession any longer.

Furthermore, she was certain that the murderer was no ordinary person and that to seek revenge, he would have to rely on powerful figures.

Moreover, the most suspicious person now is Prince Ning, Song Yunming. Since Prince Jing and Prince Ning are sworn enemies, she can offer the treasure to Prince Jing's camp and ask him to help her take revenge. He will definitely agree.

"it is good."

Xie Jinglan agreed even more readily than Jiang Yuyue had imagined, without the slightest hesitation.

"I already told you that as long as you are willing to offer up the treasure, anything is negotiable."

Seeing that everything was going so smoothly, Jiang Yuyue breathed a slight sigh of relief. Before she could even express her gratitude, someone rushed over. Yueying quickly appeared, walked to Xie Jinglan's side, and whispered, "Your Highness, the Prince of Ning's men have arrived. We should probably avoid them for now."

Song Yunming?

Xie Jinglan frowned slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he looked through the curtain.

Wanfu Temple is located in a remote area, and he has only just arrived here. How did Song Yunming find this place?

At this moment, the area outside Wanfu Temple was completely surrounded by a huge crowd.

Prince Ning, Song Yunming, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the door, his face extremely gloomy. "Guard this dilapidated temple well for me. If even an ant is let out, I will hold you accountable!"

At this moment, Song Yunming was filled with anger, simply because of the reply he received from Xie Yunqi yesterday.

Ever since the day he had the suspicion that Xie Yunqi had already taken the treasure from Jiang Yuyue, Song Yunming immediately sent someone to question him about it. Xie Yunqi was so frightened that he wrote him a letter overnight to try his best to prove his innocence.

Song Yunming received the letter yesterday, which was full of Xie Yunqi's flattering words. Every word was Xie Yunqi trying to show his loyalty to Song Yunming and claiming that he knew nothing about the whereabouts of the treasure. But reading these words only made Song Yunming angrier.

"This Xie Yunqi is really asking for trouble."

Song Yunming suddenly tore the letter to shreds, his eyes turning sinister. He sneered, "Does he really think that now that he's the prince consort, I won't dare to touch him? Does he think he can fool me with just a few words?!"

The servant who came to deliver the message for Xie Yunqi was already trembling with fear. He quickly knelt down and kept kowtowing to Song Yunming.

"Your Highness, please don't be offended! My master... truly doesn't know where the treasure you're looking for is, but he has another message, saying that I must report it to Your Highness in person!"

Song Yunming waved his hand impatiently, "Speak your mind."