Three days have passed since the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
The rumors that Yuwen Changyun was worried about did not appear, and the worry that King Xiaoyao would come to take revenge did not appear either. Everything outside was calm.
Three days later, Yuwen Changyun, who had been ill and had not attended the morning court, finally went out with peace of mind.
But he didn't know there is a saying called "the calm before the storm".
After two days of morning court attendance, rumors of an affair between Yuwen Changyun and one of his staff members began to circulate throughout the capital. The rumors were full of details, alleging that the staff member, Yan Qing, was ostensibly a staff member, but in reality, a prostitute kept by Prince Jing.
The two often had affairs in the mansion. Prince Jing doted on the young waiter very much and kept him by his side every day, never leaving his side for a moment. He even took him with him to the royal Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
That day, for excitement, the two of them boldly did something shameful in the palace, and unfortunately they were caught by someone.
The young waiter stepped forward and was willing to go to jail in order to protect Prince Jing.
The above are the most widely circulated examples.
Among the many messages, there was also a rumor.
It is said that Prince Jing was a homosexual and married to hide his affair. Ouyang Yuyao did not die of illness, but was killed by Prince Jing after he discovered the affair between Prince Jing and the young prostitute.
Not many people spread this rumor, but when conspiracy theorists heard it, they began to publicize it widely, and in a blink of an eye, it became the main force.
Yuwen Changyun heard these rumors when he returned from the court.
These rumors seemed to fill the capital city in an instant and became the subject of discussion among the people.
"What the hell is going on?!" Yuwen Changyun said angrily. In his anger, he smashed many porcelain pieces in the front hall.
He just went to the morning court, but when he came back, the whole world changed.
The butler stood in the hall in awe, "I've already sent someone to investigate."
The ability to spread rumors throughout the streets and alleys of Shangjing City in a short period of time made Yuwen Changyun think of someone.
King Xiaoyao!!
Needless to say, he must be behind this.
Apart from him, he couldn't think of anyone else who would go to such great lengths to deal with him.
Only he and Yan Qing knew that he had killed Ouyang Yuyao. As for the coroner who performed the autopsy, the imperial physician who treated the illness, and even those who had any relationship with Ouyang Yuyao, they had all disappeared in the past few years.
The only people who knew the secret were him and Yan Qing.
Did he learn about what happened back then from Yan Qing? !
Yan Qing, even you want to betray me!
There was a cruel look in Yuwen Changyun's eyes.
The people in the Ouyang family naturally heard the rumors about Ouyang Yuyao. At first, they didn't think much of it, but as more and more people talked about it, the people in the Ouyang family couldn't help but become suspicious.
When they went to investigate, just to give it a try, they were shocked to find that all the people who had served Ouyang Yuyao in the past had disappeared. Some had died in accidents, while others had fled far away and had no news of them.
The Ouyang family couldn't find anyone to inquire about what happened back then, which made the Ouyang family, who had originally been indifferent, become suspicious.
The Ouyang family began to investigate past events, and Yuwen Changyun naturally found out about it.
“Damn it!”
There was a series of banging sounds coming from the study.
Bei Yutang stood outside the study, with a servant beside her holding a tonic soup in his hands.
"Prince." Bei Yutang called out from outside the door.
As a wife who places her heart on Yuwen Changyun, she naturally cannot stand idly by at this time. Bei Yutang, a virtuous and considerate woman, naturally comes online.
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