Loboze emerged from behind the screen, his expression one of profound sorrow. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but seemed unsure how to begin.
She could only walk towards Dongfang Yi, and finally stopped in front of him.
Dongfang Yi lowered his head, not daring to meet Luo Boze's gaze.
Loboze, exasperated, raised his hand and slapped Dongfang Yi hard across the face.
He cursed loudly, "Dongfang, are you out of your mind?!"
Dongfang Yi covered his swollen cheek, not daring to utter a single word, much less look up and meet Luo Boze's gaze. He was like a fish on a chopping board, enduring the beatings and scoldings.
Loboze was getting on in years and his emotions couldn't withstand too much fluctuation. At this moment, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt incredibly choked up.
Before long, Loboze began to feel unwell, his breathing became rapid, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
Su Yan was the first to notice that something was wrong with Luo Boze, so she quickly went over to help him and even took his pulse.
Fortunately, it was just a fluctuation caused by emotions, and there was nothing serious. He took out the pills he had prepared in advance from his pocket and handed them over.
Loboze instinctively swallowed it, and soon the effects of the medicine took hold, and he clearly felt that his breathing was much smoother.
Seeing that Luo Boze had recovered, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Dean Luo, you promised me time and again that you would stay calm. If you had collapsed in the Supervisory Council, our dean would have skinned me alive."
At this moment, Dongfang Yi broke his silence and rushed forward to check on the situation, "Master, how are you...?"
Upon seeing Dongfang Yi's face, Luo Boze felt a tightness in his chest and sighed helplessly, "Dongfang, what can I say to you..."
In fact, Luo Boze had already learned about Dongfang Yi's background from Su Yan.
He never imagined that his most worry-free student would have such a tragic life. As Dongfang Yi's teacher, Luo Boze felt that he was too incompetent.
Since they never cared about Dongfang Yi's experiences, and only saw the piles of Chen Mo's books in the room, they only remembered that there was wealth in books, but forgot that tragedy was everywhere in the world.
However, Dongfang Yi suddenly knelt down in front of Luo Boze, suppressing his sobs, and said, "It is Dongfang who has failed the Master's teachings. I am unworthy to be the Master's student. Dongfang has made a grave mistake and dares not ask for the Master's forgiveness. From now on, the Master shall pretend that Dongfang has never been a student..."
In fact, in Luo Boze's heart, his favorite disciple in this life is Dongfang Yi.
What a pity! Fate plays tricks on people...
Su Yan couldn't bear to see this kind of scene the most—two grown men with tears in their eyes—and she couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed herself.
He tactfully took the portrait that Dongfang Yi had drawn and left the room, giving the teacher and student space to talk.
As soon as Su Yan stepped out the door, she saw Xie Yu and Jing Ning standing outside. Upon seeing her, their expressions were as if they had done something wrong.
"You two?" Su Yan looked Xie Yu and Jing Ning up and down, as if she had thought of something, and asked, "You weren't eavesdropping, were you?"
Xie Yu and Jing Ning shook their heads desperately in denial, but Su Yan thought it was like they were trying to cover something up.
Without a second thought, Su Yan decisively nipped the two in the bud in the bud, and waved the portrait in her hand, "Stop looking at this, you should take a look at this portrait!"
Upon hearing this, Jing Ning immediately perked up, took the portrait from Su Yan's hand, and asked with a look of curiosity, "What kind of portrait is it?"
During this time, Jingning has also become familiar with Su Yan. She no longer acts like a princess and often dresses as a man to help Su Yan and Xie Yu investigate cases.
Although Jingning no longer had the Prince of Zhennan as her backer, she lived a very comfortable life in the royal family. The royal family turned a blind eye to her entering and leaving crime scenes disguised as a man.
Since the Emperor didn't care, the officials of the Censorate and the Court of Judicial Review also turned a blind eye.
Over time, Jing Ning became even more proactive than Su Yan and Xie Yu in matters related to solving the case.
When the portrait was fully unfolded and the woman in the portrait appeared before Jingning's eyes, her expression froze instantly.
Jing Ning never expected that the person in the portrait was actually Ye Qingzhu. When the person she once resented suddenly appeared in front of her, Jing Ning wished she could kill him as soon as possible.
She had learned from Xie Yu that Ye Qingzhu was not dead at all, and that she had been burdened with the scorn of the people of Chang'an and the cold stares of Shen Yao for three whole years because of her.
How could Jing Ning remain indifferent? Holding the portrait, she pressed Su Yan for an answer, "Su Yan, was this portrait painted by Dongfang Yi?"
Su Yan wasn't stupid either. There was no other woman in the world who could elicit such a strong reaction from Jing Ning.
"Could the woman in the portrait be Ye Qingzhu?" Su Yan pressed.
At this moment, Jing Ning's mood plummeted like a rollercoaster, and she had no intention of answering Su Yan's question; she was only thinking about how to vent her anger.
Xie Yu noticed the change in Jing Ning's mood, took the portrait from her hand, looked at it, and nodded to Su Yan, as if answering her question.
"Didn't you say she fell off a cliff? How come she's still alive and well?"
According to the timeline, Su Yan and the other two went to the Ghost Market six months ago, while Dongfang Yi met Ye Qingzhu five months ago.
Moreover, Ye Qingzhu's body was not found at the foot of the cliff.
There is indeed a very high probability that Ye Qingzhu is still alive.
"Ye Qingzhu, that bitch, I, Jing Ning, will never let her off easily in this lifetime..." Jing Ning said through gritted teeth.
at the same time.
Ghost market, cliff.
After leaving the mass grave, Ye Qingzhu headed straight for the Ghost Market Cliff.
The man in the blue mask seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Ye Qingzhu knelt down and bowed to the blue-masked man whose back was to her, saying, "Qingzhu greets Godfather."
"Have you completed the tasks I assigned you?"
Ye Qingzhu nodded, "Reporting to the Pavilion Master, everything has been arranged. The position of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice has been filled by one of our people..."
Upon hearing this, the Dark Moon Pavilion Master couldn't hide his joy and praised, "My daughter is truly amazing. She came up with such a plan, which not only disrupted the superficial harmony between the Empress Dowager and Emperor Liang, but also clashed with the Empress's faction for power, while our people quietly infiltrated the court."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. I'd like to see how long the Great Liang can hold out if it continues its internal strife."
“My godfather is the Son of Heaven, and he is blessed by the heavens. It will not be long before the Great Liang is defeated and my godfather will surely restore the glory of the Chu Kingdom.”
"Qingzhu, continue according to plan. I want the Great Liang kingdom to be riddled with holes..."
"Yes... Godfather, Qingzhu will take care of it immediately..."
"Don't keep me waiting too long..."
"Don't worry, godfather. In just a few days, Chang'an will surely be engulfed in a bloodbath."
Dark Moon Pavilion waved to Ye Qingzhu, signaling her to leave, "Go..."
"yes……"
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