After dealing with the concerned inquiries from Mr. and Mrs. Chi, Shen Tangning returned to the courtyard and called Wenqi over: "Go and find out about the eldest son of the Pei family, his life experiences, his hobbies, and the people around him. I need every detail."
She paused, then added, "Be discreet, so no one finds out."
Wenqi didn't ask any more questions, nodded, and left.
Xueqing was puzzled, her eyes filled with curiosity: "Is Young Master Pei the elder brother of the Second Miss Pei whom Young Master is currently looking at? Why are you asking about him, Miss?"
Shen Tangning merely curled her lips slightly: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be able to achieve victory by surprise."
Her eyes darkened imperceptibly. The turmoil at the hunting grounds had left the Third Prince seriously injured, yet this person remained unaffected.
He may have been involved in this conspiracy, and she has certainly made a deep grudge against him. If she doesn't get her revenge, she's not Shen Tangning.
As for the marriage with the Pei family, it is absolutely impossible!
She needs to find some time to go back to the Shen family and probe her father's plans.
After finishing reading through the pile of account books, Shen Tangning rubbed her throbbing temples and suddenly remembered something:
Where is the son-in-law?
It's been so long and I haven't seen Chi Yan. Is he really hiding and afraid to see her?
Xueqing went to ask Ba Liang for information and learned that Chi Yan had gone to the Imperial Prison.
Shen Tangning quickly guessed that it was probably because of Consort Rou's matter.
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Imperial Prison.
Even during the day, the place is shrouded in darkness, exuding a cold and damp atmosphere.
Boots rolled across the ground, firelight reflected on the walls. As Chi Yan walked through the dark passage, he asked the person next to him, "Did you confess?"
Huo Xianwei lowered his head and said respectfully, "Reporting to the Commander, as you instructed, no torture has been used for the time being. The palace maid named Qiluo only said that it was her own idea and said nothing else."
Chi Yan's lips curled into a mocking smile: "How could a mere palace maid manage to sneak in a poisonous snake without anyone knowing? Does she possess some kind of supernatural power?"
“Confessions are indeed unreliable, but once we’re here, even the toughest mouth will be pried open,” Huo Xian echoed.
Stopping in front of a cell, Chi Yan turned his head to look inside. A sliver of light shone through the narrow skylight. Qi Luo was huddled in the corner, hugging her knees. She looked over, clearly startled by the noise.
This is not a person without weaknesses.
He thought this as the jailer opened the door.
Chi Yan stepped through the door, and as he walked, light and shadow danced across his face. His deep, dark eyes held an unfathomable emotion.
He noticed that Qiluo shrank back, her eyes wary and defensive, but even more so, filled with fear; her emotions were already at their peak.
Even though she knew she was doomed, the process of waiting for death was undoubtedly agonizing. She would rather be given a quick death at this moment.
Do you know where this place is?
Chi Yan lowered his eyelids and asked in a slow and unhurried voice.
Qi Luo swallowed hard, but she hadn't had a drop of water since she was captured, and her throat was terribly dry: "...Imperial Prison."
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