When the emotions are at their strongest?

Xiao Yanli blinked lightly. Was this the reason why Jiang Zhaorong attacked her?

But he still went to Jinzhou, which means that Jiang Zhaorong did not find any clues on Song Shiwei.

Is it that she doesn't have it, or is it that the time has not come yet, or is there something missing?

Xiao Yanli fell into deep thought for a moment.

Song Shiwei didn't know what he was thinking. She complained, and then her voice stopped abruptly as if she had thought of something.

After a long while, she reached out and tugged at Xiao Yanli's collar. When he lowered his head to look at her, Song Shiwei asked cautiously, "Your Highness, will these scars on my body leave scars?"

Xiao Yanli just looked at her and gently pushed the hair from her temples behind her ears.

He said nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything.

Song Shiwei's breathing suddenly stopped and his face turned pale as paper.

Jiang Zhaorong was determined to make her collapse, so she would naturally show no mercy when she ordered her men to attack her.

Seeing that she looked like she was about to faint, Xiao Yanli patted her back and comforted her, "No matter what, in my heart, you are always Shi Wei. Don't worry about the scars. The imperial physician must have the healing medicine left by Jiang Zhiyu. Jiang Zhiyu was able to restore Han Qiao's ugly face to its original state, so these scars of yours will definitely not matter to you."

Song Shiwei was still nervous. She tugged at the corner of Xiao Yanli's wide sleeves, as if she could gain courage from this action.

Xiao Yanli let her drag him along, and the two of them didn't speak. Soon, Song Shiwei fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Yanli then pulled his sleeve out of her hand, pushed the door open and went out. Several subordinates were waiting outside.

Song Shiwei didn't know much. If he wanted to really understand Jiang Zhaorong's purpose, he had to go to the Jiang Mansion in person.

…

It's late at night and everything is quiet.

Xiao Yanli followed his subordinates all the way to the secret room where Song Shiwei was imprisoned. The secret room was full of torture instruments, and bloodstains were still clearly visible on them.

But the most eye-catching thing is the coffin.

Xiao Yanli walked forward and pushed it away with one palm.

The coffin was empty, with only a woman's clothing, a wrapped letter, and several rings, jade seals, and keys.

Xiao Yanli put the things away and handed them to his subordinates.

The others looked around the secret room, but apart from the few things Xiao Yanli had discovered, there was nothing else.

Several people came out of the secret room, and Xiao Yanli went straight to Jiang Zhaorong's study.

There were two servants guarding the study door. Before they could even make a sound, they were stabbed in the throat by their subordinates.

Xiao Yanli asked his subordinates to guard the door and walked in alone.

Having been here before, Xiao Yanli went straight to the portrait hanging on the wall and gently pulled it, and the wall slowly moved.

Xiao Yanli walked into the secret passage, but at the end was not a secret room, but a solid wall.

Xiao Yanli held a tinder stick and looked around the wall. The secret passage was narrow, so he bent his fingers slightly and knocked as he looked.

Soon, he discovered the clue.

On the wall, about the same height as his calf, there was a wall sound, which was obviously empty.

A gleam of light flashed in Xiao Yanli's eyes, and he pressed down hard with his hand at the same time.

The wall at the end began to move horizontally. Xiao Yanli was thinking of observing it, but he saw that the wall that moved to the end was showing a tendency to close again!

Xiao Yanli:!!!

Without thinking too much, he quickly slipped in.

The secret room is very spacious, so spacious that when one looks at it, the first thought that comes to mind is: Is this something that was just built?

Of course, this thought disappeared without a trace after Xiao Yanli took only five steps and triggered two mechanisms in succession.

After dodging the flying arrow, Xiao Yanli's eyes flashed with excitement.

With such strict security, he really wanted to see what secret Jiang Zhaorong was hiding!

…

At the same time, the lights in the imperial study of the palace were still brightly lit.

Jiang Kangan, who was under house arrest, was reviewing memorials with Crown Prince Xiao Lingyu, each taking half of the review.

The emperor was in a side hall of the imperial study, holding a storybook in his left hand and fruit in his right hand.

After the incident of pretending to be sick, the emperor had mastered the skill of slacking off.

They were said to be asked to assist, but in reality they had become hands-off managers.

Xiao Lingyu had many complaints about this.

As he was reviewing the papers diligently, he couldn't help but think, no wonder Zhiyu always scolded the emperor.

He knew that the emperor sent He Yanting to conquer the Oirat Mongols in order to build momentum for He Yanting.

With military merits, He Yanting had enough confidence when his identity was restored.

He could understand that parents cared for their children with a long-term perspective, but He Yanting would soon be reinstated, and now the emperor wanted to arrest him to review memorials. Wasn't that a bit too much?!

Are they trying to squeeze out every last bit of his value before he leaves?!

When he had almost finished reviewing the memorials, the emperor came out with a pretentious air: "I really have a headache and it hurts terribly. Fortunately, I have you. I will stop here today and continue tomorrow."

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

That’s enough!

Jiang Kangan: “…”

He coughed lightly and said, "It is my duty to share His Majesty's worries, but I am still under house arrest. If others see me frequently entering and leaving the imperial study, I am afraid..."

The emperor licked his lips and said, "That's true."

Although it was late at night, the Xu Mansion was far away from the imperial palace after all. It would be bad if Jiang Kangan was seen on the way here.

Xiao Lingyu looked at him in disbelief.

With so many memorials to present, he won't have to come alone from now on, right?!

He looked at Jiang Kangan and then at the emperor. Although his expression was not too obvious, one could vaguely feel his collapse.

Jiang Kangan just gave him a sympathetic look.

It’s not that he complains about being too busy, but the main thing is that he is a minister. Is it appropriate for an emperor to ask his ministers to review memorials every day?

Moreover, the emperor now trusts Zhiyu and believes in their sincerity, but how long can this trust last?

The emperor could hear the young fish's thoughts, but he couldn't hear theirs.

The thing the emperor lacks the least is suspicion.

"Then you should stay in Xu's house. I will send someone to deliver the memorial every day."

Xiao Lingyu: Hehehe.

Jiang Kangan: “???”

He rarely opened his eyes, showing a bit of confusion.

"Your Majesty, this is unacceptable. Not to mention how many people will be watching this action, what if someone else sees the memorial midway through? What will happen then?"

"Not much. I'll have Qian Hu escort you all the way. Besides, as soon as Zhiyu left, I put you under house arrest and ignored the Xu family. How could anyone believe that?"

"Only by doing this can I demonstrate my clear distinction between rewards and punishments, and it will convince them more. Moreover, it will also lay the foundation for my rift with the Xu family."

After all, this long-lasting favor could only be justified if Jiang Kang'an overstepped his authority and abused his power for personal gain when reviewing memorials, which made him furious and punished the Xu family.

The emperor nodded as he spoke.