The emperor stood up and stood before him, his hands behind his back. "Think it over before you reply. I don't want you to take on this position out of selfish desire or to avenge your companion."

Not surprised by the emperor's words, Xiao Mingye lifted his robe and knelt on the ground again: "I dare not deceive your Majesty. This is indeed half of the reason why I proposed to temporarily serve as the Minister of Justice."

The emperor took a deep breath and he knew it.

"Where's the other half?"

"When we were in Youzhou, I fought him. Now that Tianqi knows this man well, Jiang Wenjing is first and I am second. Now that Jiang Wenjing is gone, I am the only one who can get him to talk."

His reasoning was logical and coherent, and the emperor's turbulent emotions subsided. He nodded coldly, "Then I'll leave it to you. Find out everything for me. Otherwise, I will not only punish you for dereliction of duty, but you don't have to go back to Youzhou. I will send someone to take over."

Xiao Mingye's eyes suddenly widened: "Father?"

The emperor stopped talking and returned to his seat, waving his hand and signaling them to leave.

Xiao Mingye gritted his teeth and had to follow Qianhu out of the imperial study.

Qianhu couldn't help but glance at him sideways a few times. To be honest, based on his impression of Xiao Mingye in recent times, he thought that Xiao Mingye would quarrel with the emperor on the spot after listening to it.

It seems that the third prince is not as stupid as he thought.

After a few brief greetings, the captain said goodbye and Xiao Mingye went straight to the Imperial Hospital.

The effect of the muscle softening powder was gradually dissipating, but at least Du Chen's strength had recovered enough to pick up the medicine bowl.

He was still hesitating about drinking the bitter medicine, but the door suddenly opened and he saw Xiao Mingye running in anxiously towards him. A hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and then he picked up the medicine bowl beside him with swiftness as if facing a great enemy and drank it down.

By the time Xiao Mingye came over, he had finished his medicine.

Looking at the empty bowl with only medicine residue left, a trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Mingye's eyes, and he pulled a chair and sat next to his bed.

They all snorted coldly.

He knew that it was a good thing that he was quick, otherwise he would have to suffer the torture again.

"how's it going?"

Xiao Mingye helped him put the bowl back on the table, and then he heard a voice from the side.

He sighed softly, "Got it."

Du Chen tilted his head slightly. Based on his understanding of Xiao Mingye, if he caught him, he would definitely show off happily and then discuss with him how to torture him.

This is the first time I feel so listless.

Sensing his doubts, Xiao Mingye sighed again and stated, "Xing Maozhi was injured. The Minister of Justice is useless and the emperor doesn't trust him. So, to vent my anger, I told the emperor that I wanted to temporarily take over the position of Minister of Justice."

They all said angrily, "...The position of Shangshu is so important. If you act on impulse, His Majesty will definitely not agree."

He thought Xiao Mingye was being rejected by the emperor, but he never expected Xiao Mingye to look at him with resentment and said in a more serious tone: "Father agreed, but..."

Agreed?

They all frowned, and seeing him stop, they couldn't help but ask, "And then, what?"

"My father said that if I can't find out, he won't let me return to Youzhou and will hand Youzhou over to someone else."

Xiao Mingye glanced at Du Chen guiltily, his voice as soft as a mosquito.

However, no matter how soft his voice was, at such a close distance, he could still hear it all.

His expression changed slightly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find out. Once this matter is settled, we will immediately set off back to Youzhou and never come back again. Don't be angry..."

Du Chen's thoughts were interrupted by his nagging, and he scolded with a smile: "Alright, I'm not thinking about this anymore. The emperor is not forbidding you to return. He is reminding you that something happened in Youzhou."

Xiao Mingye: "Ah?"

…

After exchanging a few perfunctory words with the teacher, Jiang Zhiyu asked Professor Jing to take them to a resting place on the pretext of needing to rest. At the same time, he also asked where the captain and the others were.

"Everything has been arranged. They are resting now. Don't worry, they are all being treated well. After all, you are the master's guests and his children. Who would dare to neglect you?"

Professor Jing said something veiled in sarcasm: "As long as we take a time machine and go back to the past, everything now can be changed. I wonder what you are still hesitating about. Do you have any perspective?"

"You're so big-headed, you call everyone dad," Jiang Zhiyu said with a forced smile, "Why do you sound so jealous? You're not going to make anyone realize you're dad and get defensive, are you? No way, no way."

Professor Jing: “…”

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and he was so angry that he dared not say anything, and his eyes turned red.

Jiang Zhiyu had already seen the captain and the others, and pulled He Yanting without turning back: "Alright, now that we've met, go back and continue to recognize your father. We won't delay your important matters anymore."

The door slammed shut, leaving Professor Jing in the corridor helpless and furious.

The psychics who came together before were all in this room. Jiang Zhiyu was about to speak when the captain made a gesture to silence them and typed out something on his cell phone for them to see: There is a bug in the room.

Jiang Zhiyu blinked slightly, and at the same moment, the master's voice suddenly floated from the room: "You don't have to be so cautious. To be honest, as long as you are in this building, what you say will reach my ears in just a few seconds. Why hold it in?"

The tone was gentle, but the meaning was full of threat.

Knowing that there were surveillance devices in the house that they had not discovered, everyone spoke up without holding back.

The quiet room suddenly became as noisy as a vegetable market.

The gentleman who was listening to the voice on the other side: "..."

He looked at Professor Jing who had just entered with a look of suspicion: "Why don't you put them in two rooms?"

It's so noisy, how can he tell the difference?

Professor Jing: “…”

He lowered his head guiltily.

His original plan was to put those people in one room and Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting in a separate room, but when he was leading the way, he was provoked by Jiang Zhiyu and he got so angry that he forgot about it.

He couldn't possibly tell his husband what he had just said, so he could only respond with frustration: "It's my fault. I didn't think it through."

The gentleman gently rubbed his temple.

The noisy sounds lingered in the house, making the gentleman, who was used to being alone, very irritated. When his endurance was about to reach its limit, the next second, several explosions were heard and the house suddenly fell into silence.

The gentleman looked at the surveillance screen, and the picture suddenly disappeared.

The last scene was He Yanting's cold look.

"This..." Professor Jing took a deep breath. "It's so open and aboveboard. They don't even take you seriously."

…

"All gone?" Jiang Zhiyu asked, and He Yanting nodded.

"Aren't you going to just rip him off?" a psychic said, "We're standing on his territory now."

"Yes, there won't be other mechanisms in this room."