The imperial edict caused an uproar throughout the capital.

The third floor of Huai Tower

Mo Yunhan stood by the window, looking at the crowd gathered in front of the bulletin board where the imperial edict was posted not far away, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"My royal brother is really impatient."

Ye Qi stood holding his sword.

"Your Highness, you're infamous forever. Madam Jiang will probably get a lot of flak too."

Mentioning Jiang Qingwan, Mo Yunhan frowned slightly, feeling a little annoyed.

"She wouldn't care."

Ye Qi didn't notice his expression and echoed him.

“Your Highness is right. Madam Jiang lives a carefree and unrestrained life, so she certainly wouldn’t care about these mundane matters.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yunhan's cold gaze swept over him.

"You know her very well?"

Ye Qi was stunned.

His strong survival instinct made him immediately change his story.

“I know nothing about Lady Jiang. Apart from the things Your Highness instructed me to do, I have never spoken to Lady Jiang alone.”

"Call me Princess!"

Mo Yunhan turned her gaze away with a cold expression.

Ye Qi suppressed a laugh.

"yes."

Mo Yunhan suddenly remembered something and turned his head to ask, "I haven't seen Qinghui today. What is she busy with? Wasn't she supposed to be protecting the Princess Consort?"

Ye Qi scratched his head.

"Your Highness, didn't you say that from now on, all of Qinghui's affairs would be managed by the Princess Consort, and she wouldn't need to report to you anymore?"

Mo Yunhan was speechless again, feeling very unhappy.

Just then, a sound came from outside the door.

"My lord."

It's Su Liuer.

"Come in."

Mo Yunhan composed himself and turned to look.

The moment the door opened, he smelled a faint scent of blood.

"What happened?"

Su Liuer shook her head.

"Everything is going well. The mole in the culvert sent word that the Golden Hook Scimitar was not produced in the culvert, and no one has ever traded such weapons there. However, there is a man named Ghost Face who is skilled in mechanical arts. I heard that he has been collecting rare refined iron all over the place recently. I wonder if he is making the Golden Hook Scimitar."

Ye Qi said, "Your Highness, I remember that the most ingenious mechanism of the Golden Hook Scimitar seems to be made of refined iron."

Su Liuer's brows furrowed.

"I'm sending a message now to have someone keep a close watch on us."

Mo Yunhan called out to her.

Who hurt you?

Su Liuer felt a warmth in her heart.

"The treasure hunter is almost fully recovered."

She thought about it for a moment, and though she was reluctant, she still mentioned it.

"I just happened to run into Madam Jiang, and she helped me out. Once I've caught all those bastards, Huai Lou will have a large number of treasures to compete for."

Ye Qi quickly coughed.

"You don't know yet, do you? Now we have to change how we address you; we should call you Princess Consort."

Su Liuer looked completely bewildered.

"Princess? Who? Jiang Qingwan? She..."

She was about to say, "How could she be worthy?"

But then he quickly shut his mouth.

Mo Yunhan asked, seemingly unconcerned, "How can she help you?"

Su Liuer was still reeling from the shock of Mo Yunhan's intention to marry Jiang Qingwan as his principal wife, and subconsciously began to recount what had happened that day.

"One hundred taels of gold?" Ye Qi was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this.

Does this mean that money was earned in the left pocket and then transferred to the right pocket?

"Does the Princess know that Huai Lou belongs to the Prince?"

Su Liuer shook her head.

"I don't know, but she definitely did the divination because of the gold."

"Is it accurate? Has the person been found?"

Ever since Ye Qi wore that Bagua mirror and used it to ward off the black crow, he has become increasingly impressed with Jiang Qingwan's abilities.

Su Liuer glanced at Mo Yunhan secretly, and seeing that he had no expression, she said, "The person has been found, but they couldn't catch him alive. He died from poisoning."

"So you didn't get anything out of them?"

Ye Qi suddenly felt bored.

"I'm afraid you'll never find this treasure again."

Su Liuer pursed her lips and remained silent.

Mo Yunhan spoke at this moment.

"Go and invite her over to perform the divination again."

Su Liuer looked up in astonishment.

"My lord, how did you know I was still..."

Her words choked her in her throat.

The person we're looking for is dead, and the baby is likely to die in the womb.

It's really shameful to handle a task like this.

She had intended to keep the matter of casting another divination a secret, but she never expected that Mo Yunhan would be able to guess it so accurately.

Mo Yunhan returned to his desk and picked up the account book again.

Huai Lou was a stronghold in the capital.

Jingbao served as his residence, where he gathered information from all sides; it was also the place he spent most of his time.

Su Liuer hesitated for a moment.

"My lord, shall we invite you here, or shall we go to my room?"

Ye Qi rolled his eyes speechlessly, grabbed her arm, and went out the door.

"Of course it's here. Don't you even have this much sense? How can you be the manager of Huai Lou? Does Your Highness want to consult the divination? Does Your Highness want to find an opportunity to get closer to the Princess?"

After glancing at the closed door, Su Liuer's face instantly turned cold, and she pulled her arm back.

"I don't need you to tell me what to do."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Ye Qi stared at her back, wanting to fight.

However, Huai Lou and the Dark Guard Camp belong to different factions, and in terms of rank, he and Su Liuer are considered to be of the same level.

He really has no right to interfere.

...

On the garden corridor within the Imperial Academy.

Guo Hao's pageboy, panting, handed him the dried meat he had bought from outside.

"Young Master, it's quite lively outside."

Huo Zhen has been recuperating at home these past few days and hasn't come to the Imperial Academy.

This made Guo Hao feel that life was unusually bland. He was constantly being chased by his teachers to recite and write essays. The people in the Discipline Department were also acting strangely, saying that things were not peaceful in the outskirts of the capital recently, and that no one was allowed to leave the academy except on days off.

The outskirts of Beijing are not peaceful, and there are patrol battalions blocking the way. What are these students doing here?

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