"mighty--"
The case was finally closed. Qin Xi breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of Dali Temple side by side with Lu Huai.
Jingzhe's voice came from behind, "Please wait, my two benefactors!"
Qin Xi stopped, exchanged a glance with Lu Huai, and then turned to look at Jingzhe.
He still looked like a destitute beggar, but his eyes were as bright and frightening as they had been on the street.
He walked up to the two men, lifted his patched robe, and knelt down. "I am deeply grateful to you both for saving my life. I will repay your kindness ten thousand times over!"
Qin Xi was somewhat puzzled by his behavior, but she didn't say anything. She just nodded and left with Lu Huai.
"Qin Xi." He suddenly called her name as they walked down the street.
"Um?"
He pointed in a direction and said, "Look."
Qin Qi glanced over instinctively and saw that the gambling den, which had been sealed off, was now bustling with customers again.
Her eyes widened, and she asked in surprise, "How come the lockdown was lifted so quickly?"
Even if the incident was unrelated to this gambling den, they shouldn't have received the news so quickly.
She and Lu Huai weren't slow either; it only took them the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to walk from Dali Temple to this place, and the gambling den had already reopened to gamblers.
Therefore, this must not have been a recent news report; someone must have already torn off the seal while Cheng Wenzhang was still presiding over the case.
Thinking of this, Qin Xi's gaze darkened.
Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Lu Huai suddenly spoke. He pointed to a small alley next to the gambling den and said, "Look over there."
Qin Xi narrowed his eyes and then saw someone sneaking into the side door of the gambling den. The figure looked somewhat familiar.
"I never would have guessed that the person behind this gambling den was him." As he was pondering, Lu Huai suddenly realized something and said, then smiled.
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"Young Master, this servant truly cannot understand," Wang Er said, scratching his cheek.
Cai Fengyin sat on the prison bed with his legs crossed, humming a little tune, making him seem more like he was on vacation than eating prison food.
That's certainly true.
Because of his special status as the Empress's nephew, even in the imperial prison, he was housed in "Case Number One of the Heavenly Class".
The cleanest cell, the finest food, the warmest blankets—even the torture instruments hanging outside were the newest. Even Wang Er, the murderer, was given special permission to be locked up with him and cared for.
Aside from being confined and unable to move around freely, Cai Fengyin's life here seemed no different from a vacation.
"Hmm?" He leaned against the wall, spat out the straw in his mouth, and asked in a rather good mood, "What can't you figure out? Tell me, and let my brilliant mind solve it for you."
“This servant doesn’t understand. Young master could have denied it, and they had no other evidence, so why did they…” Wang Er scratched his cheek and head, looking worried.
"How did I end up locked up here?" Cai Fengyin asked, his hands behind his head and his legs shaking.
"Sigh." He sighed, stood up, and patted Wang Er on the shoulder. "Little Er, this is all about love."
Huh? Love?
Wang Er was dumbfounded. His young master had fallen in love while gambling. What was he supposed to say when his master and mistress asked him about it?
Seeing his dazed expression, Cai Fengyin shook his head with a look of enjoyment, seemingly absorbed in the moment. "You don't understand, and I don't blame you."
Wang Er reluctantly shut his mouth.
Okay, he doesn't understand, so he won't say anything more, okay?
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