Chapter 627 A Letter from the Heavenly Prison
"The information we received is probably from the last three to five days."
In the blink of an eye, An Dehai understood Xuan Ting's meaning, and in a daze, he even looked at Xuan Ting in front of him with a hint of relief.
Xuan Ting lowered his eyes slightly: "Prepare gifts in advance. When he returns to the capital, I will hold a welcome banquet for him."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned: "I remember that the deposed young marquis of the Xie family once wrote me a letter as well."
An Dehai immediately nodded: "Yes, I don't know how it was buried underneath before. I found it in a hidden compartment when I was cleaning up."
"Go and fetch it."
As Xuan Ting spoke, he frowned to himself.
He couldn't explain why he disliked Xie Liangchen, but this man was born into the Xie family, possessed exceptional character, and had been tempered in the Great Wilderness for a long time. If used properly, he could be a sharp weapon in Xie Liangchen's hands.
Before long, An Dehai found the letter. Xuan Ting examined it carefully for a while before placing it on the table.
“He’s a smart man too. Fine, An Dehai, find a pretext to transfer him back to Kyoto.”
An Dehai lowered his eyes and said, "Yes! This servant will make the arrangements immediately."
As they were talking, they vaguely heard a sound coming from the doorway. Liu Wang called out loudly from outside, "Your Highness, this servant has returned."
"Come in and give your answer." Xuan Ting said, glancing at An Dehai: "This matter is not urgent, you can listen to it too."
"yes."
As the two were talking, Liu Wang rushed in, bringing with him a chill. Upon seeing the prince's pale face, he stopped and bowed to Xuan Ting from a distance: "Your Highness, this servant has investigated and found that Jiang Ren has indeed been acting strangely lately, constantly investigating the Li family's affairs. He seems particularly concerned about Miss Baozhu's matter, having ordered people to check Miss Baozhu's birth date and time several times."
As he spoke, Liu Wang's eyes flickered: "Your Highness, the matter of the fake princess in the palace has likely already caught the attention of those with ulterior motives. However, with so much turmoil in the court, everyone's attention has been diverted. This servant unexpectedly discovered some old stories. Back then, your own daughter, the princess, was born at Huguo Temple. Coincidentally, Miss Baozhu was also born at Huguo Temple."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ting's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly looked at Liu Wang.
Liu Wang nodded emphatically.
The next second, Xuan Ting and An Dehai exchanged a glance, their expressions both grim.
Xuan Ting pondered for a long time: "This matter is of utmost importance."
Before he could finish speaking, a young eunuch entered and said, "Your Highness, Eunuch Zhao has arrived with the Emperor's gifts. He also said that the Emperor requests your immediate presence at the Qianqing Palace."
The sudden summons made both An Dehai and Liu Wang tense up.
Xuan Ting pursed his lips, and the next second, he rolled up his sleeve and glanced at his wrist.
After bandaging, the clean, white gauze made it impossible to see a trace of blood on the wound.
His eyes darkened slightly, and the next second he pressed them against the wound.
"Your Highness!"
The two people behind him let out a soft exclamation.
"No need for further words." Xuan Ting said in a hoarse voice only after seeing blood seeping from the wound on his wrist, "An Dehai stays. Liu Wang comes with me to the Qianqing Palace."
After saying that, he strode out the door, his face pale.
...
On the wide avenue of Zhengyang Street, an ordinary carriage was followed by four or five imperial carriages. Wherever they went, people turned their heads to look.
Jiang Nuanzhi lifted the carriage curtain and looked out: "Zhengyang Street is still the closest. We've only been out of the capital for a short while, and we're almost there?"
Dongzang smiled and said, "Madam, of course. The General's Mansion was once the residence of Prince Yu, built to the standards of a prince. So, its location is naturally the best."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi glanced outside and said, "But this road seems all too familiar."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Dongzang with a strange expression: "Dongzang, are you sure this is the route to the General's Mansion? It looks more like the route to Xiao Yuanshan's Mansion to me?"
Dongzang's expression turned strange for a moment: "Madam doesn't know?"
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned: "What do you know?"
"Our General's Mansion, oh dear!"
As Dongzang was speaking, the carriage suddenly lurched. Using the momentum, Dongzang shielded Jiang Nuanzhi and shouted sternly at the outside, "You idiot, how do you drive? If you hurt the madam, I'll tear your tendons out!"
"Please forgive me, Madam, but... someone has stopped our carriage."
The next second, Jiang Nuanzhi and Dongzang exchanged a glance, when they heard the coachman's shouts from outside.
"How dare you! Who dares to stop this carriage? This is a carriage from the General's residence!"
Dongzang frowned and glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Madam, to be on the safe side, please wait a moment while I go out and see what's going on."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded, and then looked out through the gap in the carriage.
A moment later, Dongzang lifted the carriage curtain and entered. His expression was somewhat strange as he said, "It was a little beggar who rushed out to stop the carriage and was nearly trampled to death. He only got off with this one thing and ran away. Madam, do you think we should give chase?"
"No need, he must be delivering a message to someone else." Jiang Nuanzhi had actually seen the person at the window, and simply took the strip of cloth that Dongzang handed over and unfolded it.
The strip of cloth was made of valuable Shu brocade from the capital, and a line of words was written on it in fresh blood: "If you want to know the inside story of what happened back then, come to the imperial prison to see me immediately."
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow slightly: "The Heavenly Prison?"
Dongzang, standing beside him, craned his neck to take a look, his brows furrowing: "Madam, who is this?"
Jiang Nuanzhi's clear eyes flickered slightly as she carefully examined the words, which, even though written in blood, still possessed a certain integrity: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Zhao Xiuyuan."
Thinking it over carefully, there's probably no one else besides Zhao Xiuyuan who's currently imprisoned, knows about what happened back then, and still has the ability to find me at this point."
"Zhao Xiuyuan? What is this bastard up to? He won't see the general, he insists on seeing you, Madam. I wonder what he's plotting this time."
As Dongzang spoke, he suddenly frowned and said, "Madam, that heartless bastard Zhao Xiuyuan, back then when he was in the capital, all of us trusted confidants who followed the general were in the military camp. In fact, we might not know as much about what was happening in the capital as Zhao Xiuyuan."
Moreover, this person has followed Xiao Yuanshan for many years, so perhaps he really has some information to share.
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "In that case, let's go and meet him."
"Madam, shall we turn back now?"
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Dong Cang, whose expression was clear, and the next second, she struck her head with a violent slap: "Silly girl, is going to the prison to see Zhao Xiuyuan something to be proud of? You have to do it in secret. We don't know how many people are watching us. Watch your voice and shut it up."
Dongzang scratched his head, looking aggrieved: "I understand, Madam."
The next second, he leaned closer and said, "Madam, I'll go with you tonight. To the prison, Lin Chun is definitely not as good as me. I was imprisoned there for a while back then, so I know it very well!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Is it radiant?
Looking at Dongcang in front of him, he felt a pang of heartache for no reason, and ruffled her hair: "Okay, I know."
As the two were talking, the carriage slowly came to a stop.
Jiang Nuanzhi lifted the carriage curtain, and what came into view were the three huge, gilded characters of "General's Mansion".
For a fleeting moment, Jiang Nuanzhi felt that the imposing gate was even more magnificent than Xiao Yuanshan's palace.
"How about it? Impressive, isn't it?"
"Of course, I..." Jiang Nuanzhi said, but suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around to look.
Before them stood Xiao Yuanshan's face, which was full of ill intent.
"Dr. Jiang, you don't seem very happy?"
(End of this chapter)
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