Still not awake?
Seeing the cold sweat constantly beading on the forehead of the Prince's son, Song Zhiyu lowered her eyelids, a faint smile curving her lips, and spoke softly.
“Lord Pei, this servant has ulterior motives and speaks unclearly. For the sake of the young master’s reputation, I would be grateful if you could send someone to bring him back to the Dali Temple for questioning.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the prince's fingers twitched suddenly, but his eyes remained tightly closed.
“Okay.” Pei Qingyan nodded slightly, and understood Song Zhiyu’s plan the moment they met eyes.
"Furthermore, I suspect that this servant is involved in the fire just now. Lord Pei should interrogate him carefully."
At the same time, Song Zhiyu exerted force, and the silver needle penetrated deep into the flesh.
"ah!"
The prince's son suddenly opened his eyes, jolted awake, and sat up abruptly from the ground. His eyes were wide open, and his face was contorted with rage, as if he had not yet recovered from the pain.
"Your Highness has finally woken up." Song Zhiyu slowly stood up, took the handkerchief handed to her by Lu Bai, and carefully wiped her face. Her tone was calm, as if she wasn't the one who had just struck her so hard.
"Miss Song's medical skills are truly superb," the Prince's heir said, emphasizing each word with a gritted teeth, which did not sound like a compliment.
"Seeing how energetic the young master is, he should be alright. The timing of this servant's appearance is far too coincidental, and he even accidentally offended the young master..." Song Zhiyu deliberately brought up the very thing she didn't want to say.
She stared at the Prince's ashen face, the sarcasm in her eyes growing more pronounced, and continued, "This matter concerns the Prince's reputation and cannot be taken lightly. In that case, the Prince might as well cooperate with Lord Pei to investigate thoroughly."
"It's just a small matter, why bother the Dali Temple?" The Prince's heir clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, his eyes bloodshot as he tried his best to suppress his anger.
Once he returns to his residence, he will immediately deal with this scoundrel, leaving no evidence for anyone.
The thought of the smooth, slippery touch on his lips made the Prince's son feel extremely uncomfortable, especially since Shen Jinshu had seen him in this embarrassing state. He wished he could tear that man and Song Zhiyu to pieces.
This was originally a plot he had arranged for Song Zhiyu, but unexpectedly it happened to him, while Song Zhiyu was unharmed.
She deserves to die!
“Arson is no small matter. Tingyu Pavilion is right next to the residences of all the distinguished guests, yet it caught fire for no reason, which naturally arouses suspicion. If the cause of the fire is not thoroughly investigated, who can bear the responsibility?”
Song Zhiyu's resounding voice struck the Prince's son's heart, leaving him momentarily stunned and flustered.
"Perhaps it was just an accident. What evidence do you have to prove that the fire at Tingyu Pavilion is related to this servant?" The Prince's throat bobbed, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.
Seeing the prince's expression, Song Zhiyu understood immediately and couldn't help but chuckle.
That guy is a brainless idiot. I bet he didn't even think of this when he sent people to set fires and cause chaos.
The young men and women invited to the lakeside banquet were all from prominent families and of noble status.
Not to mention that the eldest princess and the empress dowager in the palace attached great importance to the lake tour banquet and could not afford to make the slightest mistake.
If this fire really injures someone, does he really think he won't be found out?
The prince can protect him for a time, but not forever.
What's even more ridiculous is that he cleverly chose to target Tingyuxuan, truly being so infatuated with Shen Jinshu that he's lost his mind.
Song Zhiyu shook her head, once again marveling at Shen Jinshu's brilliant methods.
But she was no pushover. The prince wanted to ruin her reputation and let Shen Jinshu climb over her corpse to get ahead. She would give him a taste of his own medicine.
“It is precisely because there is no evidence that we must find it. Lord Pei is the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, and he is most skilled at judging cases. He is impartial and incorruptible and will never protect anyone. This matter is of great importance, and it is most appropriate to entrust it to Lord Pei.”
As soon as Song Zhiyu finished speaking, Pei Qingyan promptly picked up the conversation, raising his hand in a gesture of respect, his demeanor elegant and composed.
"As a person in a position of power, I will fulfill my duties, find the real culprit, and give everyone a satisfactory explanation."
The two worked together seamlessly, leaving the prince's son speechless. He could only reluctantly agree and then think of another way to resolve the situation.
Seeing this, the other young masters from noble families who had always disliked the Prince's heir spoke up one after another, contradicting him, "Lord Pei is known for his impartiality and incorruptibility. He has never made a mistake in handling countless cases. With him in charge, we just need to wait for the results."
"I believe in Lord Pei." A gentle and clear female voice rang out. Mingzhu blushed, her watery eyes fixed on Pei Qingyan, her gaze shifting, a mixture of reluctance and acceptance.
"We also believe in Lord Pei." The others chimed in, not wanting to be outdone.
When it comes to their own safety, they have no choice but to stay out of it, no matter how much they want to.
"You... alright, then Lord Pei must find the real culprit as soon as possible, don't let us down." The Prince's heir was furious, memorizing each of their faces and keeping them in his heart.
He stormed off in a huff, his hurried steps betraying no resemblance to a patient who had just woken up from drowning, leaving the crowd bewildered.
The main banquet on the lake was about to begin, and everyone lost interest in watching the show, heading towards the banquet hall in groups.
"Brother, he probably won't let this go easily. The Prince's Mansion might also take action. You should be careful." Song Zhiyu looked at the Prince's son's angry back and knew that he wouldn't sit idly by and would definitely take action next. She couldn't help but worry about Pei Qingyan.
Pei Qingyan gave her a reassuring smile, his tone gentle, but a flash of coldness appeared in his eyes. "It's alright. It's better if the Prince's Mansion takes action, otherwise I'd be worried about not being able to find any leverage against them. I won't let anyone who hurts you get away with it."
“The Prince’s residence is not exactly clean.” Pei Qingyan composed himself, already having made up his mind that he would impeach the Prince in court tomorrow.
The prince's son needs to be properly disciplined.
Pei Qingyan concealed the emotions in his eyes and subtly changed the subject, "But I'm quite curious, what method did you use to make that servant so audacious as to offend the Prince's heir?"
Song Zhiyu smiled slyly and winked at him. "Rosemary powder dissolves in water and becomes even more potent, maximizing a person's inner desires. I'm just fulfilling their wishes."
"There shouldn't be any flaws left behind," Pei Qingyan nodded.
"No. The lake tour banquet is about to begin, let's go over there first."
The two walked side by side ahead, maintaining a proper distance. Although they did not exchange a single word, the harmonious atmosphere between them made it difficult for outsiders to intervene, and it even stung the eyes of some people.
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