Xue Shen pondered for a moment and comforted him, saying, "Whether it's true or a mistake, I'll send people to search for him first."

Shen Youying asked and nodded.

As the two were talking, Master Huodong was hurriedly invited over. After taking Shen Youying's pulse, he breathed a long sigh of relief and exclaimed, "Nothing's wrong. Madam is truly a blessed person."

He heard from the innkeeper that a riot had broken out on the main street, with many people trampled to death. His heart sank.

I thought something terrible was going to happen, but they both came back safe and sound.

"Madam, do you feel any discomfort or palpitations? If so, I will prescribe another calming decoction for two days to help you recover."

Shen Youying shook her head: "I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Upon hearing this, Master Huodong said to Xue Sheng, "Then there's no need for the calming soup. Just rest well for the next two days."

Hearing this, Xue Shen's solemn expression eased somewhat.

He glanced at Shen Youying on the bed and said, "Zhaozhao, rest well. I'm going outside to arrange for people to search for my elder brother's whereabouts. I'll be right back."

"Remember to have Master Huodong treat the wound on your back."

Shen Youying knew that with such a big mess, he must have a lot to rearrange, so she nodded, lay down on the couch, and told him to rest assured.

Xue Shen leaned down and placed a light kiss on his forehead, then told Liu Yun and Fu Cui to watch over him before turning and leaving.

Once inside the courtyard, Xue Shen's expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened on the main street?"

The change happened in an instant. As the crowd began to push and trample each other and frantically flee for their lives, they were unaware of what had happened.

The guards who remained on the street afterward had found out what happened and reported back: "The white lion of the acrobatic troupe went mad, rushed off the stage, and bit the fourth prince's fiancée to death."

Upon hearing this, Xue Shen raised an eyebrow, realizing the key point: "Who is the Fourth Prince's fiancée?"

"She is his cousin, the granddaughter of the chief of the Aoki tribe, and her father will be the next chief."

Xue Shen's expression turned slightly cold: "It seems to be another internal strife. I just don't know if it was the eldest prince or the third prince who did it. There may be some unrest in the royal court in the coming days. You should all be more alert and send more people to gather information."

*

Aya left before the crowd dispersed.

He hid in a corner and watched the couple leave safely before revealing himself to check on Baozhu's body.

Baozhu's body was surrounded by the Fourth Prince's men. The girl's delicate, petal-like body was torn apart by lions, and the scene was bloody and terrifying.

The fourth prince was so horrified by his fiancée's gruesome, silken body that he sat on the ground, unable to even muster a rage.

As for the murderer, the White Lion, he had already been disemboweled.

Aya glanced at Baozhu's corpse from afar, through the heavy guards, before turning and leaving.