After saying that, he trembled and was about to kneel down.

The prince quickly raised his hand to support him, "This is serious. The dead are the most important. This matter is over. I will not pursue it further."

With the master's permission, the old steward finally withdrew his hand.

Chu Guannan glanced at Chu Zhiyou, took his already cold hand, looked at Chu Zhiyou with deep brotherly love, and stuffed the jade pendant into his hand, which had begun to become a little stiff, "Zhiyou, let me see you off."

Chu Zhiyou's right inner wrist was burned when he was young. Even though he used a lot of good medicine, it still left a faint scar. Not long ago, he was injured in a hunting accident, and the bones in his arm underwent slight changes in growth.

Chu Guannan calmly put his hand back, measured his arm, and touched the injured area on his chest.

The changes in the bones made him certain that the dead person was Chu Zhiyou.

With a heavy and complicated mood, he turned around, raised his hand to support Zong Zhengcheng, who was about to thank him, and took his pulse, saying gently:

"If you have time, please investigate who is so bold as to persuade Zhiyou to do such a thing that harms others and does not benefit himself. If it is not Zhiyou who did this, I will execute him on the spot on behalf of my brother, the Crown Prince."

The prince was satisfied when he heard this.

…

It was almost noon when Shen Qingwu returned to the Shen family and entered Wutong Garden. He used the excuse of being tired to send away all the people who cared about him.

After she returned to her room, Ah Heng and Ah Huan stood worriedly in front of the door, like door gods, not letting anyone get close. Even if Sun Yimo and Sun Wang, who were very familiar with them, wanted to get close, they bared their teeth and showed no mercy.

"Ah Heng, I want to go in and take care of Master." Sun Yimo explained anxiously.

Ah Heng bared his teeth, as if anyone who wanted to go in wanted to harm their master.

After Shen Qingwu returned to his room, he quickly closed the doors and windows, looked at his arm, and whispered, "Third brother, is that you?"