Looking at the two women, one was youthful and beautiful, yet subtly revealed the charm of a young married woman, while the other was classically elegant, with a mature charm in every glance.

These constables and yamen runners, who had picked up some shady habits from their daily lives in the city, couldn't help but whistle frivolously upon seeing this.

The young man at the head of the group was dressed in a brocade robe, but his furtive appearance and rat-like eyes were hard to conceal.

His gaze swept freely over the two women, and he clicked his tongue, saying, "Everyone outside says that the Sang family has brought back a beautiful and charming wife. In my opinion, the Sang family's daughter is not bad either."

"Young master, you have a keen eye. These two women are indeed beautiful in their own way."

"But I heard that Miss Sang is very slim. She looks a bit plump today."

"You don't know anything. This is called plumpness. It feels amazing in actual combat. If it's too thin, it'll hurt."

...

The yamen runners around him fawned over the young man in the middle, showering him with praise and comments.

That day, Zheng Dan and Sang Qian were chatting in their boudoir about the disappearance of Sang Hong's mission. Although both sisters-in-law were intelligent, they had limited information and resources, and they were at a loss as to what to do about the situation.

"Don't worry, with Grandmother here, Father-in-law will be fine," Zheng Dan said, gently holding Sang Qian's hand.

"Hmm, I hope so." Sang Qian subconsciously stroked her slightly protruding belly. That's the father of my child.

The two were not familiar with each other at all, and even their intimate moments were in the dark. Yet, she had developed a deep attachment to this most familiar stranger.

Just then, they heard a commotion outside, so the two women went out to investigate.

Because Sang Qian was pregnant, Zheng Dan was worried about her health and protected her sister-in-law behind her.

"Who are you people, daring to cause trouble at the Sang family's residence!" Zheng Dan glared angrily at the leader.

Sang Qian secretly transmitted her voice: "Sister-in-law, this guy is Yi Zhibing, the son of Yi Chun, the Prefect of Jingzhao. He has always liked to bully men and women and is a notorious scumbag in the circle."

Zheng Dan had lived in Mingyue City for a long time and was not very familiar with the people in the capital.

Hearing Sang Qian's explanation, Zheng Dan frowned slightly. Although the other party had a bad reputation, she was definitely not stupid. Otherwise, she could not have lived a carefree life in the capital city where powerful people were everywhere for so long. Now, she dared to break into the door directly. Something big must have happened.

"The Sang family, we're so scared!" Yi Zhibing patted his chest, making an exaggerated expression, looking as smug as could be, before his face turned cold. "Sang Hong is suspected of colluding with the demon race to murder the members of the delegation. I'm here to investigate. Men, search them!"

At the same time, his gaze lingered on Zheng Dan, thinking that the rumors in the circle said that Sang Qian's newlywed wife had a classical beauty like that of a water town. Seeing her today, he realized that the rumors were true. Even when she got angry, she was very ladylike, and her soft voice made people's bones melt.

"Look!" The constables and yamen runners pounced into the courtyard like wolves, visibly ransacking the place and causing chaos everywhere. The Sang family's servants had originally planned to resist, but upon hearing the serious charges and that the group represented the Prefect of the Capital and had come on orders, none of them dared to make a move.

Zheng Dan raised her eyebrows: "Nonsense! My... Eunuch is loyal to the Emperor, how could he possibly collude with the demon race!"

Back in Brightmoon City, Sang Hong was universally recognized as a member of the Imperial Party; how could he possibly do such a thing?

Sang Qian retorted angrily, "That's right, whose orders are you following? My father is the Minister of Revenue of the Imperial Court. How can you arbitrarily convict him without a trial by the Three Judicial Offices?"

"That's why we're investigating," Yi Zhibing chuckled, then gave one of his men a wink. "Search carefully, don't miss a single corner. This kind of evidence is definitely hidden in some of the most secret places."

Sang Qian sneered, "Heh, search all you want. Our Sang family has a clear conscience."

At the same time, he began to worry about his father's safety.

Zheng Dan frowned. Although Sang Qian was resourceful, she had only ever been exposed to the schemes of nobles and officials since childhood, and did not understand how troublesome the lower-level clerks were.

Originally, she wouldn't have known this because of her status, but as the leader of the largest gang in Brightmoon City, she naturally knew how easy it was for these guys to ruin people's families.

Sure enough, not long after, a constable came to report: "Young master, we have found some suspicious items."

"Oh, take me there quickly!" Yi Zhibing seemed to have expected this, and didn't even need his subordinates to lead the way, he walked quickly in a certain direction.

Sang Qian and Zheng Dan hurriedly followed, and soon the group arrived at Sang Qian's boudoir.

A group of people were making a mess inside, throwing clothes everywhere and turning over the bedding on the bed.

"What are you doing!" Sang Qian's face turned red with anger. Although this world did not have such strict separation between men and women, unmarried women in their boudoirs rarely allowed men to enter.

As a result, this group of people didn't care at all and made such a mess.

Zheng Dan gently patted her shoulder to signal her not to disturb the fetus, then casually waved his hand, and a burst of energy sent the yamen runners who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets staggering.

She was already an outstanding person among her peers, so dealing with these ordinary yamen runners was a piece of cake for her.

"Are you trying to rebel?!" Yi Zhibing shouted immediately.

The constable next to him, who had been silent all along, suddenly sharpened his eyes, staring intently at Zheng Dan, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword.

Zheng Dan was startled. She instantly felt her energy being locked in place. This capital city was indeed different; even the head constable had such cultivation.

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