As they walked, a commotion suddenly arose ahead. Looking into the distance, Zu An could see a magnificent mansion not far away, but now it was covered with white cloth and the lanterns had large characters for "mourning".
"The Prince of Jin's residence?" Zu An's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected to find himself here without realizing it.
He released his divine sense to sense the situation, and suddenly frowned. It seemed that one side of the dispute was the Embroidered-Robed Envoy, and the other side was the Prince of Dai.
He changed into the clothes of Gold Medal Eleven, put on a mask, and walked directly into the Prince of Jin's residence.
Seeing his attire, the guards of the Prince of Jin's residence did not dare to stop him and let him enter freely.
Soon they arrived near the mourning hall and saw two groups arguing, but the focus of the argument was on a profile.
A delicate young woman knelt beside the mourning hall, secretly wiping away her tears.
Her skin was fair and delicate, her eyebrows were arched and her mouth was small, making her look exceptionally pretty and charming. With her eyes filled with tears, she was truly a sight to behold.
A maid was trying to comfort her, but she seemed not to hear her and looked completely lost.
"Is this the Princess Consort of Jin?" Zu An was somewhat surprised to hear the maid's address. He had heard Bi Linglong mention that the Princess Consort of Jin was very beautiful, but he hadn't thought much of it at the time. Now that he saw her, she was indeed a beauty.
The key is that she has a gentle and tender temperament, and now, dressed in white mourning clothes, she exudes the aura of a widow.
Zu An thought to himself that Prince Jin was indeed lucky, but unfortunately he was destined for misfortune. He didn't want to be a proper prince, so he had to court death.
His gaze shifted to the Prince of Dai beside him. In just a short while, this kid had glanced at the Princess of Jin twenty-eight times. Wasn't he henpecked? How dare he have designs on the Princess of Jin?
“Sister-in-law, with me here, you don’t need to be afraid. No one can bully you,” the Prince of Dai said, patting his chest.
At this moment, Dai Laoqi and Chen Laoba, the leaders of the Embroidered-Robe Envoy, said in a deep voice: "We are only here to investigate the case on imperial orders, and we have no intention of offending you."
The Prince of Dai snorted: "The Prince of Jin is already lying in his coffin in peace. You insist on opening the coffin to examine the body. What is this if not an offense?"
“We need to determine the cause of Prince Jin’s death,” Dai Laoqi and Chen Laoba explained, while also feeling quite troubled. They weren’t afraid of ordinary people, but the person in front of them was a prince of the current dynasty, and they couldn’t afford to offend him.
"The Prince of Jin's brother was murdered in the street by that scoundrel from Zu'an. So many people saw it. What else is there to investigate? You're just making trouble out of nothing. Hurry up and leave. Don't let the Princess Consort of Jin be frightened." The Prince of Dai was somewhat anxious at this moment. He deliberately chose this time to come to the Prince of Jin's residence under the pretext of offering condolences because he was very interested in his widowed sister-in-law.
He wouldn't have dared to be so bold in the past, but this time he had a great chance of seizing the throne. In addition, Prince Jin was arrogant and often ridiculed him, so he was furious.
Princess Jin is known for her gentle nature and is very kind. Now is the time when she is at her weakest and most helpless. If we don't strike while the iron is hot, it may not be as effective later.
He knew this operation was somewhat risky, and that it would be easier and safer to do whatever he wanted after ascending the throne. However, he really didn't want to be rational anymore and wanted to act impulsively just this once.
Over the years, under the control of the Princess Consort, he dared not philander, and he didn't even dare to touch the pretty maids. He had had enough of this forbearance and repression, and this time he wanted to finally let his mind be free.
He also brought along some rosemary for forgetting worries, a rare find that he had acquired by chance. This fragrance is colorless and odorless, and it can amplify the deepest desires buried in the hearts of men and women to the greatest extent. The best part is that the other person will forget about it afterward, as if it were a dream.
It's practically the finest elixir in the world of flowers.
The only drawback of this medicine is that it takes effect very slowly. Originally, this was not a problem. Just now, when he lent it to Prince Jin to offer incense, he deliberately mixed it in with the incense, thinking that he could take advantage of the time before the medicine took effect to slowly communicate with Princess Jin and make things happen naturally.
The thought of having a wedding ceremony in front of the coffin of the Prince of Jin made his blood boil.
Zhao Ruiyong, Zhao Ruiyong, back then you relied on being born to the Empress to look down on me, the daughter of a concubine. You even once called me a "bastard." You forgot about it so easily, but you didn't know how much humiliation you caused me.
You never expected this day to come, did you? I will repay you a hundredfold for the humiliation you suffered in the past!
Let you lie in your coffin and watch your gentle and lovely wife, tenderly and joyfully, in the mourning hall.
The key point is that she doesn't remember it at all afterward!
Don't worry, I will come every day to take good care of my younger siblings!
She just lost her husband, I'll take on the responsibilities of a husband for you, hahaha!
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