Heart slightly surprised. Originally thinking An Jin was just missing, now that Xia Zhiyuan agreed so readily, seemingly without hesitation, could he be so certain that An Jin had been killed by Tang Wei?
“The last is that Nanrui token, the Phoenix Black Gold Talisman.” Barely steadying himself, he continued. “To go to Nanrui, one must rely on this token.”
Xia Zhiyuan’s expression turned difficult. “That black gold talisman should be in the Third Prince’s possession. Now that he no longer exists in this world, this talisman is afraid it will be hard to find again.”
“Is the prince certain?” Laughing softly, seeing surprise in his eyes. “The Third Prince is truly no longer alive? Does the prince also believe the rumors of falling off a cliff?”
He frowned. “Does my lady know something?”
“I know nothing, only heard An Jin say that even His Majesty suspects there’s more to the Third Prince’s death.” Raising an eyebrow at him. “Could it be that His Majesty never mentioned this to the prince?”
Xia Zhiyuan remained silent, his expression not looking good. Inwardly delighted, knowing he had bet correctly again.
An Jin had once told him that the Third Prince’s return and fall from the cliff was highly suspicious.
According to information from the secret department, the Third Prince was likely ambushed, most likely connected to the Eastern Palace.
Now, only two people could determine the fate of the entire family: the Qi Emperor and the Eastern Palace. Ginger was shrewd, and the Qi Emperor was clearly more difficult to deal with, so they could only work on the Eastern Palace. As long as they could make him and the Qi Emperor fight internally, they would have a chance to benefit.
Moreover, Xia Zhiyuan already harbored many suspicions, and with a little provocation, these suspicions might turn into irreconcilable conflicts between the two.
Three days later, their family was escorted back to the Xiao residence, but still could not go out freely, with their words and actions under strict surveillance.
The Eastern Palace announced that in a month, he would marry a concubine, and the chosen concubine was the newly widowed An Furen. It was unclear what means the Eastern Palace used to make this matter proceed smoothly.
The rumors this would bring to Yanfeng could almost be predicted.
