The two quickly arrived at the Imperial Study, where Eunuch Wen respectfully bowed outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Eleventh Prince has arrived."
"Let him in." A dignified voice came from inside.
Eunuch Wen stepped aside and gestured for Zu An to enter.
Zu An nodded with a smile, but his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the emperor had returned? Then the sect leader sister was in danger.
Upon entering, Zu An breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the enormous mirror on the dragon throne. Thankfully, it was just a wisp of divine thought.
But it looks so strange, like a funeral portrait. Doesn't the emperor fear bad luck?
There was another person in the room, Cheng Xiong, who stood respectfully to the side, but secretly watching him with a cold smile on his lips, as if he had foreseen his miserable end.
Zu'an ignored him and directly bowed to the emperor: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The man in the dragon robe in the mirror slowly opened his eyes. Without wasting words, he went straight to the point: "The Left Guard General said that you colluded with assassins. Is that true?"
Zu An had a premonition, so he wasn't panicked: "Your Majesty, I am innocent. How could I possibly collude with the assassin? It's all General Cheng's slander."
"Slander?" Cheng Xiong sneered. "Didn't you go to the Imperial Hospital the other day looking for medicine to treat your soul injury?"
Zuan's heart skipped a beat; the problem was indeed here.
He replied, "Yes, I did look for it."
Many people have witnessed this, so there's no need to deny it.
Cheng Xiong said, "Why would a Grandmaster use soul damage to deal with a nobody like you? Besides, the long-haired female assassin only showed Grandmaster cultivation at the beginning, so it's impossible for her to actively reveal her soul attack methods. How could your soul be damaged? In my opinion, the medicine you're looking for that can heal soul injuries is probably for that female assassin."
Zuan almost gave him a thumbs up; this guy's guesses were basically true from beginning to end.
Of course, he couldn't admit it verbally: "General Cheng, you're not a Grandmaster, how would you know what a Grandmaster is thinking? What's the difference between you and a country bumpkin making wild guesses about the Empress eating pancakes?"
"You!" Cheng Xiong trembled with anger. This guy's mouth was just too sharp; he found himself unable to get the better of him every time.
Anger from Cheng Xiong: +311 +311 +311...
"Insolence!" At this moment, the emperor in the mirror opened his eyes, and a majestic gaze fell on Zu'an. He was obviously very displeased that Zu'an used the empress as a metaphor.
Zuan then realized that there really was an empress in this world; he had been telling jokes about it since his previous life.
Fortunately, the emperor did not dwell on this point. He looked intently at Zu'an and said, "When you came to the Imperial Study that night, it seemed that your spirit was not damaged."
Cheng Xiong, standing to the side, grinned from ear to ear. "The Emperor has said so, this time it's all settled. Let's see how you die."
Zu An's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained, "At the time, I was not aware of my injury. It was only after I left the Imperial Study that the damage to my soul and spirit manifested."
The emperor frowned; the Grandmaster did indeed possess such abilities.
At this moment, Cheng Xiong sneered, "It's pointless for Lord Eleven to tell such lies. The Emperor, with his cultivation level, can tell at a glance whether your soul has been damaged."
He then bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, please make the decision!"
The emperor nodded, his sharp gaze fixed on Zu'an. Two golden beams of light enveloped Zu'an as if they were tangible, giving him no chance to refute.
"Now let's see if you're still not dead?" Cheng Xiong felt extremely relieved. This guy was too troublesome. He had targeted him time and time again, but all his efforts had been in vain. Fortunately, he had the invincible emperor, and no one could deceive him.
Zu An's expression was strange. What a coincidence! He had just used the key, which damaged his soul, and then used the Five Elements Secret Herb to nourish it. Now he was being examined like this. It felt like an open-book exam.
The emperor observed for a while, then said calmly, "Indeed, the soul is damaged, and there is also the aura of being healed by the Five Elements Secret Mushroom."
"What!" Cheng Xiong's smile froze on his face.
How is that possible!
He hurriedly said, "Something must be wrong here..."
Before he could finish speaking, the emperor interrupted him: "Are you questioning my judgment?"
Cheng Xiong's face was covered in cold sweat: "Your subject dares not! However, when the assassination incident occurred before, the palace guards found that two gold-medal embroidered envoys had gone out. But I checked, and at that time, apart from the Eleventh Prince, there could not have been any other gold-medal embroidered envoys in the palace. So it must have been him who used the embroidered envoy's uniform to secretly send the assassin out. Now, by checking his uniform, we know the answer."
"Oh?" The emperor's scrutinizing gaze turned to Zu'an once again.
Zuan's heart skipped a beat. Although he had just created a uniform out of thin air using the key, so much time had passed that the uniform had long since disappeared.
It's important to understand that the effect of boasting is only temporary and will disappear after a while. Otherwise, if you just brag about being the best in the world and having an incredibly resilient soul, you could withstand the backlash from your soul afterwards.
Just then, a soft, feminine voice came: "No need to check anymore. I checked it myself just now. Eleven's uniforms are all intact, and there are no signs that they have been worn." Zhu Xie Chixin walked in, his narrow eyes fixed on Cheng Xiong, a glint of light flashing in them.
Cheng Xiong panicked: "Your Majesty, the Embroidered Uniform Guards are protecting each other..."
Zhu Xiechi's face darkened: "General Cheng, please watch your words. In all these years, when have I ever protected my subordinates? On the contrary, some people like to frame others."
"Alright, let's not discuss this matter any further. Don't attack each other in private. Focus on investigating your own cases. Zhu Xie Chixin stays. The rest of you, leave." The emperor said coldly, then closed his eyes, clearly having no intention of speaking further.
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