On the other side, Yanyang Kingdom

"What? It's already been bought!" Ye Wanqing's voice rose a lot in the pawnshop. She didn't expect that after she had just become familiar with A Rao and finally had the chance to buy the colorful butterfly-embroidered headdress left by her mother in a fair and open manner, she was told that it had already been bought by someone else.

"Does the boss know who bought it?"

The pawnshop owner shook his head and replied, "These kinds of pawned items can be bought by customers for money, so we never pay attention to them."

Seeing that she could not get any results by asking any more questions, she left the pawnshop dejectedly.

Having avenged her own death, she suddenly lost her motivation. Now she couldn't even keep the headgear her mother left her. Ye Wanqing felt extremely depressed.

Seeing her depressed look, A Rao suggested: "Prince, how about we go to the General's Mansion and beat up Miss Ye Er?"

Seeing that she enjoyed beating people that day, A Rao seemed to have found a way to please her, and immediately instigated her to act like an eagle.

Ye Wanqing looked at A Rao and nodded in agreement, saying, "Little girl understands me."

Doesn’t Ye Xueruo just deserve a beating?

That night, Ye Wanqing and A Rao carried sacks and sneaked into the general's mansion as if they were familiar with the place. They used the same trick again to beat Ye Xueruo.

Cool!

After hearing the noise, A Rao hurriedly pulled Ye Wanqing out of the general's mansion. She threw the sack into the alley, suddenly stopped, and leaned against the wall.

"What's wrong?"

"Shh, it's the third prince's carriage." A Rao asked her not to make any sound, staring at a carriage in the distance.

Ye Wanqing followed her gaze and saw a man in white clothes, holding up his clothes, sitting into the carriage very politely.

"Your Highness, where are we going next?" asked the coachman on horseback.

The voice in the carriage was faint, "Wanxianglou."

"Why did the third prince go to the general's mansion so late..." Ye Wanqing became puzzled.

A Rao said expressionlessly, "Spend the night together."

Ye Wanqing covered her mouth, so what did that deep voice just say...

"Arao, he just said he was going to Wanxiang Tower next?"

A Rao nodded, "Yes, Wanxiang Tower."

What a scumbag! He just spent the night with his half-sister, and now he wants to go to Wanxianglou PC for the second half!

"Arao, what do you think? Should we find an opportunity to put a sack on the Third Prince and give him a good beating?"

Ye Wanqing obviously tasted the sweetness of being a boss. After beating Ye Xueruo, she felt very happy. She even wanted to strike while the iron was hot to take revenge on the scumbag and get rid of this evil for the people.

A Rao took out a stick as thick as a rolling pin from somewhere and said, "I was waiting for you to say this, my lord. I have wanted to beat him up for a long time."

"Let's follow without further delay."

......

Wanxianglou

Behind the light gauze curtain, a white jade-like flower hairpin swayed gently. A woman dressed in a soft, emerald green silk dress, her bright red lips curled into a smile as she spoke in a soft, seductive voice, "What a surprise! I didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to visit a place like this."

Murong Yan stood at the door, his face slightly pale, an unfathomable smile on his lips, and he said in a gentle and calm voice, "Isn't it you who is surprising?"

"Miss Xu from the Imperial Censorate."

"I never realized that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is twenty years old and still hasn't taken a concubine. It turns out he likes this kind of thing."

Xu Wanrong calmly pulled the dagger out of the young man's chest on the bed, wiped the blood off with a handkerchief, and sneered: "No wonder you and Master Shen are inseparable all day long."

Murong Yan didn't show any anger. Instead, he calmly closed the door and sat down at the table in the wing room. He spoke lazily, "The Xu Censorate's family tradition has always been strict, and Censor Xu is also upright and honest. Miss, you come to a place like this, looking for a young man, and killing people. Does your father know?"

Xu Wanrong put away the dagger, took off her blood-stained coat, and changed into a plain white dress in front of Murong Yan.

She sat down at the table, poured two cups of tea, picked up one and drank it, and said calmly, "Your Highness, just ask whatever you want to ask."

"Ha, Miss Xu is truly a clever person." Murong Yan raised his eyes and stared at Xu Wanrong's face, putting away his lazy expression. He said, "This prince is very curious about what this young prostitute has done to make Miss Xu hate him so much that she came to the brothel and stabbed him so many times."

Xu Wanrong smiled grimly and said meaningfully, "If I say I had a dream that this man was a treacherous villain who brought disaster to the country and the people, and therefore came to kill him, would Your Highness believe it?"

"Miss Xu is truly... willful." Murong Yan frowned slightly upon seeing her sinister smile, but he quickly regained his composure, his tone suddenly turning colder. "What about Miss Ye from the General's Mansion? Did she also get murdered because of a dream?"

"Oh? Killing a government official's daughter will result in imprisonment. Your Highness, please don't talk nonsense." Xu Wanrong curled her bright red lips, drank the tea in her hand, and began to play with the small cup by twisting it with her fingers.

"Then why did you kill her when you knew you would go to jail?" Murong Yan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Don't think that just because Liu Zhang altered the Dali Temple case files for you and found a scapegoat, no one will know about this."

Xu Wanrong confidently said, "Hahaha, Your Highness, how can you be so sure that I am the murderer? Do you have any evidence?"

"Miss Xu, you lived frugally for a long time. But after Miss Ye died, you suddenly became very generous and even bought a lot of paint. It's hard not to notice your abnormality."

"If you save so much money, you'll have to spend it anyway. What can you really tell from this?" Xu Wanrong poured another cup of tea and took a sip. "I like painting. Is buying paint illegal?"

Murong Yan didn't answer her question, but continued, "The four idlers who killed Miss Ye are all confirmed dead. Three of them accidentally fell off a cliff while trafficking people on the northwest border, and the other was poisoned to death in an inn outside the city. The murderer used arsenic."

"Haha, even if someone is poisoned to death by arsenic, what does it have to do with me?"

"Miss, do you still remember that painting of a setting sun over a long river? Liu Yan once commented that your painting skills were excellent, but the ratio of cinnabar and orpiment was too light, resulting in a painting that only had momentum but the colors were dull. I think Miss Xu must have used cinnabar and orpiment to poison those murderers."

Murong Yan continued, "Miss Xu originally wanted to use cinnabar as the poison, as arsenic is recorded in all pharmacies, making it easy to find. However, cinnabar forms toxic gases when heated, making them difficult to collect. During the refining process, Miss Xu accidentally became poisoned, so she later switched to using orpiment."

"That's why Miss Xu always looks haggard and frail."