Coroner's Diary

"Mother, this elder sister's white cape is truly beautiful."

The White Lotus Immortal, approaching from near to far, had yet to reach them when she coquettishly and softly tugged at the brocade-clad madam's arm and spoke. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for most people in the hall to hear. In an instant, dozens of gazes fell upon them.

Although the White Lotus Immortal's words were complimentary, her tone was exceptionally aggrieved.

Hearing this, Hu Shi's smile broadened. "The Duchess has arrived."

Qin Guan was just feeling some doubt about this Duchess when Qin Chaoyu whispered from the side, "This is the Duchess of Zhongguo, Yu Shi. That dogtail flower is Feng Chenbi, younger sister of Feng Zhang from the Duke's residence."

Upon hearing the words "Zhongguo Duke's residence," Qin Guan's brows immediately furrowed. Hadn't her carriage just been hit by the Zhongguo Duke's residence?

Thinking this, Qin Guan glanced again at Duchess Yu Shi and Feng Chenbi. She was generally good-natured, but strangely, this entire family now stirred dislike in her. Feng Zhang was arrogant and wicked, and this younger sister didn't seem easy to get along with either.

"Indeed, but we haven't arrived as early as Madam Qin," Yu Shi said with a smile as she stepped forward. They both held first-rank Imperial Mandate Titles, so it wasn't surprising their seats were arranged together. She stopped before the table and looked at Qin Guan in surprise. "Oh, who is this? I didn't know Chaoyu had gained another younger sister. Look at her appearance—she truly surpasses even Chaoyu."

Qin Chaoyu gave a cold laugh. "You flatter her, Madam. This is my second uncle's daughter, ranked ninth in Qin Manor."

As they spoke, Yu Shi and Feng Chenbi took their seats. The small table had eight seats—Hu Shi and her two companions sat on one side, while Yu Shi and her daughter sat on the other. This tiny table unexpectedly created a divided, opposing atmosphere.

"So this is Ninth Miss of Qin Manor." Yu Shi smiled amiably, but her eyes sparkled with shrewdness.

Feng Chenbi opened her large, innocent eyes wide as she looked at Qin Guan. "Why haven't I seen this elder sister before?"

Qin Chaoyu gave another cold laugh. "You're mistaken. She's younger than you—you can't call her 'elder sister.'"

After a slight pause, Qin Chaoyu added, "Besides, you look older than her anyway."

Feng Chenbi gritted her silver teeth but smiled with feigned grievance. "Chaoyu, what are you bringing your younger sister to the palace for today? All the masters will be present today. Could it be you want Her Majesty the Empress to see your Ninth Younger Sister as well?"

Feng Chenbi's words struck at Qin Chaoyu's greatest concern. The Zhongguo Duke's younger sister served as an imperial consort in the palace and was deeply favored, holding the position of Noble Consort second only to the Empress. Therefore, among the three major Duke households in the capital, the Zhongguo Duke's family could be considered the most prestigious. Because of this, since childhood, Feng Chenbi had been Qin Chaoyu's number one rival. The two had clashed since they were young, and Qin Chaoyu knew Feng Chenbi's tactics all too well. Even though displeased, Qin Chaoyu didn't show it in the slightest.

"Of course. Not only for Her Majesty the Empress to see, but for others to see as well. My younger sister is like the bright moon in the ninth heaven—her grace and aura are beyond comparison with ordinary common people. Don't you agree, Chenbi?"

Feng Chenbi pursed her lips, her eyes still dewy, but her words carried their own sharpness. "Your younger sister's appearance is indeed remarkable, but you said she's from the second branch of Qin Manor?" Then this must be her first time entering the palace. She must be careful not to be discourteous when she sees His Majesty later."Qin Chaoyu smiled lightly. "Chenbi, you're overthinking it. My younger sister has a quiet and elegant temperament and originally didn't care for these heavily regulated grand banquets. Yet early this morning, Chief Steward Yuan specially came to deliver an imperial decree summoning her to the palace. There was no choice but to come."

Feng Chenbi blinked, a flicker of surprise passing through her eyes. Beside her, Yu Shi was similarly taken aback. Those who could attend the New Year's banquet were all from noble and influential families. Not only would they have the chance to see the Emperor today, but also all the imperial princes and princesses. Thus, others would go to great lengths to secure an invitation, yet Qin Chaoyu claimed her sister hadn't wanted to come? And Chief Steward Yuan personally delivered the decree summoning her?

What kind of person could warrant the Emperor issuing a direct edict for their attendance at the New Year's banquet?

This question left Yu Shi and her daughter astonished. Feng Chenbi, for her part, abandoned her usual verbal sparring with Qin Chaoyu and instead fixed Qin Guan with a bold, appraising stare. The longer she looked, the colder the light in her eyes grew. Seeing Qin Chaoyu openly shielding Qin Guan only fueled her resentment. Qin Chaoyu alone was already a formidable opponent, and now another had appeared.

While Qin Chaoyu, with her proud nature and preference for red dresses, was someone Feng Chenbi might not necessarily best, at least their styles differed. This Ninth Miss of the Qin Manor, however, seemed tailor-made to challenge her!

Qin Guan sat calmly beside Qin Chaoyu. Although Qin Chaoyu had defended her a few times, it was clear that this young lady from the Loyal Duke's residence had already marked her with jealousy and hatred. Moreover, Feng Chenbi's gaze grew increasingly brazen and rude. Qin Guan frowned slightly and met her stare with composed dignity. As their eyes locked, Feng Chenbi was clearly taken aback. Qin Guan's bright eyes were as clear and cool as ice, as serene as still water—unlike anyone else whose lively mind was constantly scheming for an advantage. The innate composure and tranquility within Qin Guan carried a deterrence that brooked no disrespect. Feng Chenbi blinked, suddenly not daring to underestimate this Ninth Miss of the Qin Manor.

Though Qin Guan's expression remained unperturbed, inwardly she began to understand why Qin Chaoyu always carried herself with a raised chin and wore lavish attire. Walking within the palace meant facing opponents from all directions; one had to be ready for battle at any moment. Exquisite makeup and opulent clothing were her weapons. Not only that, but one also had to remain constantly vigilant and alert...

Just as she was reflecting on this, more people entered through the doorway.

Although people had been streaming in continuously, none of the earlier arrivals had headed toward Qin Guan's table. This time, however, the newcomers entered and immediately made their way directly to her table, evidently intending to sit there.

They were also a mother and daughter pair. The lady walking in front wore the court attire of a first-rank Imperial Mandate Title. Following her was a young woman with tall stature, sharp eyebrows, and intelligent, penetrating eyes, dressed in a splendid goose-yellow jacket and skirt. She appeared to be around the same age as Qin Guan and Qin Chaoyu. Unlike Yu Shi and her daughter, this pair entered the hall with bustling energy, walking swiftly and with an unconstrained manner. Their pace and posture were truly unlike those of other noble ladies and their mothers. Qin Guan paid particular attention to the young lady behind. She noticed the girl's brows were slightly furrowed, her strides large and determined. Every few steps, she would stumble lightly, as if quite unaccustomed to the cumbersome layers of her skirt.

As they drew closer, Qin Guan could see that although the young lady wore makeup and hairpins, her features carried a distinct heroic air. Especially her sword-like eyebrows and bright, spirited expression strongly reminded Qin Guan of Yue Ning, who was far away in Jinzhou."Duke of Wei's wife, Gu Shi, and the Duke of Wei's only daughter, Peng Huajing."

Qin Chaoyu reminded Qin Guan in an extremely low voice. Qin Guan nodded slightly, finally having recognized all the members of the capital's three major ducal households.

"Oh, Madam Qin and Madam Feng have arrived?"

As soon as they approached, Gu Shi greeted them. She didn't perform a curtsy but instead gave a hearty greeting before taking her seat. Unlike the gentle and refined ladies from other families, her greeting boomed like a bell, immediately drawing the attention of others. Yet she seemed completely unfazed, sitting down with a swift, almost martial air that was quite distinctive.

Like mother, like daughter. Seeing they were just steps away from the table, Peng Huajing simply lifted her skirt hem and strode boldly to the table. She nodded to Hu Shi and Yu Shi, who were already seated, and plopped down heavily beside her mother.

Once seated, Peng Huajing let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps feeling warm from the walk, she instinctively tugged at the high collar of her palace dress. Realizing it was inappropriate for the occasion, she reluctantly withdrew her hand and sat up straight.

Having first witnessed the delicate innocence of the White Lotus Fairy, Feng Chenbi, Qin Guan didn't find the Duke of Wei's wife and daughter crude in the slightest. Instead, she found them utterly endearing. However, a quick glance around revealed ladies from other tables whispering and sneering at Gu Shi and her daughter. Qin Guan shook her head inwardly, feeling rather helpless.

"Why are you so late, Madam?"

Hu Shi initiated the conversation. Gu Shi snorted lightly in response, "My husband's old injury flared up halfway here, so we had to turn back and deal with that. Hence, the delay!"

Hu Shi covered her mouth with a light chuckle, while Yu Shi remarked, "The Duke was quite the match for Prince Rui in his youth."

Gu Shi sniffed dismissively, "Prince Rui is still guarding the northwest, while my husband has ballooned into a round ball. There's no comparison anymore—none at all."

Even though Gu Shi's husband was the esteemed Duke of Wei, it was uncommon for any wife, let alone one of such status, to jest about her husband so openly in public. Yet Hu Shi and Yu Shi seemed accustomed to such remarks, both covering their smiles. Unbothered, Gu Shi turned to Peng Huajing and asked, "Girl, are you planning to wear this dress again next year?"

Peng Huajing blushed slightly at the question and muttered under her breath, "I tripped three times on the way here. I'm not wearing it again."

The table erupted in laughter, first amused by Gu Shi's humor and then by Peng Huajing's remark. Naturally, this left no room for Qin Chaoyu and Feng Chenbi to bicker. Though Gu Shi's demeanor wasn't that of a typical noble lady, she was surprisingly well-versed in the latest fashion trends in the capital. No matter what Hu Shi and Yu Shi brought up, she could always contribute to the conversation. Thus, by the time the hall was filled with guests, their table was brimming with cheerful chatter, leaving Qin Guan with an exceptionally favorable impression of the mother and daughter.

"The Qin family's Ninth Miss—this is my first time meeting her."

With familiar faces all around, Qin Guan was the only newcomer, so Gu Shi couldn't help but inquire.

Qin Guan rose and performed a curtsy. Hu Shi then explained her background. A spark of recognition lit up Gu Shi's eyes, "So that's it. I've heard a thing or two about you, but only now do I have the pleasure of meeting you. Truly, the reputation does not disappoint."Gu Shi did not speak with absolute clarity, but Qin Guan had already grasped a point in her mind. The Grand Princess adopting a sworn granddaughter might not seem like a major affair, especially since she had been away from the capital for nearly a decade. Yet, those with keen perception would still take note of it, given the Grand Princess's status. Becoming her sworn granddaughter would, in effect, establish a connection to the imperial family.

Somehow, Gu Shi had come to know of this. Clearly, the Duke of Zhongguo's household had little interest in the Grand Princess, who was far away in Jinzhou. Hearing Gu Shi's words, they assumed she was merely exchanging pleasantries and formalities. Not only did they not question it, but they even felt a hint of mockery inwardly. Qin Guan was from the second branch of the Qin family, where both her parents had passed away, leaving her an orphan dependent on others.

Hu Shi smiled and said, "You flatter her, madam, but indeed, this child is very well-behaved."

Gu Shi glanced at Qin Guan a few more moments before turning back to chat with Hu Shi about other matters. As time passed, the sky outside the hall gradually darkened. A curtained screen separated the female and male attendees. Qin Guan could vaguely make out moving shadows on the other side of the screen but could not see anyone clearly. She had been here for quite some time—where was Yan Chi?

Tonight was the grand banquet. Earlier, Yan Li had mentioned that neither he nor the Princess Consort Gong would attend, but Yan Chi himself had said he could not escape it.

As Qin Guan pondered this, her gaze drifted more intently toward the screen. Before she could discern anything, a resonant chime suddenly rang out—

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived! Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!"

Yuan Qing's sharp, high-pitched voice echoed through the hall. Instantly, everyone turned to look toward the right-side entrance at the front of the hall. At the same time, all rose to their feet. Soon, a figure in dark yellow robes emerged from that doorway.

A rustling sound filled the air as everyone knelt in a deep bow.

"Long live the Emperor! May he reign for ten thousand years!"

"Long live the Empress! May she reign for a thousand years!"

The chorus of salutations rose and fell like roaring waves. Quickly, Qin Guan heard a deep, resonant voice speak.

"Today is New Year's Eve. My esteemed ministers need not stand on ceremony. Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With a unified response, the crowd stood up. Though they had risen, no one dared to glance recklessly toward the main seat. Although the hall was divided by a screen, those not positioned at the edges could still see the seating arrangement at the front. At this moment, the Emperor of Great Zhou, Yan Huai, had taken his seat. Over forty years old, he was vigorous and upright in posture, with no hint of a stoop. For the grand banquet, he wore a dark ceremonial robe with wide sleeves and a curved collar, embroidered all over with golden dragons. Though he wore no crown, his imperial majesty was unmistakable.

He bore the distinct, sharp features characteristic of the Yan imperial family—sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, dignified and handsome. Though he had reached the age of understanding and faint wrinkles marked his face, he remained elegant and majestic. Had time reversed twenty years, one could imagine what a peerlessly handsome youth he must have been. As it was a grand banquet, Yan Huai seemed to be in excellent spirits. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips were upturned. Meanwhile, the exceptionally bright palace lanterns above the main seat cast a radiant glow upon him, yet his phoenix eyes remained unfathomably deep.

This was not Qin Guan's first time seeing the Emperor, but for some reason, this time she caught a faint resemblance to Yan Chi in him.

Shifting her gaze to the right, Qin Guan then caught sight of the current Empress, Zhao Shuhua.Though Qin Guan had little interest in currying favor with the nobility, having once been designated as the princess consort of Prince Yong and having attended the New Year's banquet before, she could recognize and had a general understanding of the Emperor and the prominent figures seated at the main table, even if she was unfamiliar with other members of the royal family.

Empress Zhao Shuhua was the elder sister of Zhao Jing and the eldest daughter of General Zhao You, who supported the state. She was the Emperor's first wife, having married him when he was still Prince Luo. After Prince Luo became the Crown Prince and later ascended the throne, she naturally became the Empress. For nineteen years, she had held the phoenix seal of the central palace, and to this day, she remained the most esteemed woman in the palace.

Approaching forty, she wore a resplendent and noble phoenix court robe with five pairs of motifs. The black base was embroidered with vivid, wine-colored fire phoenixes, their tails and eyes inlaid with gemstones, making the attire breathtakingly magnificent. Her hair was styled high, adorned with hairpins and tasseled ornaments, making her the most lavishly dressed woman present. Seated gracefully beside Yan Huai, she wore a faint smile, her makeup so exquisite she resembled a painted figure. Qin Guan dared not look directly at the Emperor, but she was slightly bolder when observing the Empress. However, the brilliance of Zhao Shuhua's court robe and jewelry was so dazzling that Qin Guan could not clearly discern her features, only vaguely perceiving her as a slender and elegant woman, overshadowed by her overwhelming regal splendor.

Though Qin Guan could not see Zhao Shuhua clearly at that moment, she had met the Empress three times before: once at the New Year's banquet and twice after being designated as Prince Yong's princess consort, when she entered the palace to express gratitude. In her memory, even without the lavish adornments, Zhao Shuhua exuded an imposing nobility, yet she was a mother whose brow was etched with worry, her heart devoted solely to her children.

This thought reminded Qin Guan of her own mother, who had accompanied her into the palace. Despite the Empress's majestic dignity, her mother had sighed over Zhao Shuhua's devotion to her children. Now, encountering the Empress again under such circumstances, her own mother was...

A lump formed in Qin Guan's throat, and she sighed softly, shifting her gaze to the seats below the Empress.

Aside from the main seats for the Emperor and Empress, secondary seats were arranged slightly below them on either side. Seated next to the Empress were the six other consorts of rank or higher in the palace, with Consort Su, born of the Zhongguo Duke's household, at the forefront.

The position of Consort Su was above the other consorts, second only to the Empress. This Consort Su had entered the royal residence as a side consort when the Emperor was still Prince Luo. It was said that her family background was distinguished, and she was initially intended to be married as the principal consort to another prince. However, she and Prince Luo fell deeply in love, and she insisted on entering his residence.

After Prince Luo ascended the throne, she was elevated to the position of Consort Su, a rank she had held for nineteen years. Throughout this time, she remained the most favored consort in the palace. Even with countless new additions to the harem, the Emperor most frequently visited her chambers. As a result, the Zhongguo Duke's household had risen to become the foremost among the capital's dukes and marquises over the past decade.Feng Chenbi was delicate as a willow, and this Consort Su was vastly different from the dignified and graceful Empress. Compared to the Empress, who was overwhelmed by opulent robes and hair ornaments, Feng Lingsu appeared much more refined. Today, she wore only a misty blue palace gown embroidered with cloud patterns, her cloudy hair half-tied up, adorned with no more than three or two hairpins. Dressed this way, she looked especially youthful. Moreover, though she was the same age as the Empress, she had maintained herself exceptionally well—her delicate features and flawless, supple skin lent her a youthful freshness. Yet, after years of enjoying imperial favor, her brows and eyes carried a natural, feminine charm and coquettishness. Beside the overwhelmingly luxurious Empress, she resembled a pristine lotus under the moonlight—three parts elegance, three parts gentleness, and four parts delicate allure, as if waiting to be plucked...

The mistresses of the inner palace each had their own methods, but it was clear that Feng Lingsu had perfected the art of "softness."

The Emperor might need an Empress who embodied maternal dignity and noble grace, but he undoubtedly preferred a young, slender, and captivating Consort who was tender, considerate, and submissive beneath him. Feng Chenbi seemed to be trying to emulate Feng Lingsu, but as a truly naive young girl, she only mimicked the surface, lacking the innate essence.

Perhaps because the people from the Zhongguo Duke’s residence had left a poor impression on Qin Guan, when she looked at the graceful and elegant Consort Su, she instinctively felt her to be far more dangerous than the Empress seated in the main position. At least the Empress’s sharp edges were visible, but with Consort Su, no one knew what lay beneath her delicate and gentle exterior...

Seated beside Feng Lingsu were several others. Qin Guan glanced at them one by one but couldn’t distinguish who was Wan Fei from the Duke Song’s household. Only those who had given birth to princes or were exceptionally favored were invited to the New Year’s banquet. Since Wan Fei had borne the Fifth Prince, she was certain to attend. Unable to recognize her, Qin Guan didn’t linger and shifted her gaze toward the Emperor’s side.

The Empress’s side was occupied by consorts and concubines, while the Emperor’s side seated the princes and princesses. Among them, the Crown Prince stood out as the leader, and thus, Yan Che’s position was considerably closer to the main seat than the others.

Today, Yan Che also wore a black court robe with crimson gauze and wide sleeves. His apron and broad sleeves were embroidered with bright golden dragons, though with one fewer claw than Yan Huai’s. Even so, he sat solemnly beneath the main seat, his court attire making him the spitting image of the Emperor, with the aura of a young sovereign quietly emerging.

Compared to the Emperor’s relaxed demeanor, Crown Prince Yan Che appeared somewhat tense.

He, too, had sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, yet his brows were habitually furrowed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned downward. His entire demeanor was stern and solemn, yet inexplicably tinged with a hint of gloom. Qin Guan had seen the Crown Prince from afar before, but compared to her memory, Yan Che now seemed much more profound than a year ago. Especially against the backdrop of his black court robe, a shadow of brooding darkness seemed to cloud his brow, showing no trace of the festive ease befitting New Year’s Eve.

He sat upright and rigid, yet his eyes frequently darted toward the male officials’ section and occasionally scanned the hall’s entrance. His demeanor made Qin Guan feel as though he were waiting for someone.

In contrast to the grave Yan Che, Prince Cheng Yan Qi, seated slightly below him, appeared far more at ease.Today, he wore the black princely robes, with no golden dragons but only dark coiling dragons adorning the sleeves and front lapels. Leaning back in his chair with ease, a faint smile graced his lips and his chin tilted slightly upward, exuding an air of both pride and delight, as if he truly came to celebrate the New Year's Eve.

Yan Qi possessed broad and distinct features. Though he also had phoenix eyes, their inner corners were sharply pointed while the outer corners extended widely. Combined with his somewhat rugged facial lines and the habitual expression of arrogant, cynical disdain, he carried a particularly fierce demeanor. At this moment, his gaze avoided the Crown Prince but instead swept meaningfully over the male officials, as if concealing hidden barbs.

The Great Zhou Emperor Yan Huai had six sons and one daughter. Aside from the deceased Prince Jin, only five were present at the gathering.

Seated next to Prince Cheng was Fifth Princess Yan Zhen, who was also born of the Empress. As the Emperor's only princess and the Empress's daughter, Yan Zhen naturally enjoyed boundless affection. Although Qin Guan had seen Yan Zhen twice before, they were not well acquainted. At this moment, Yan Zhen sat in the main seat wearing a cherry blossom pink pleated palace dress, her face adorned with a cheerful smile as she curiously glanced toward the male officials. Her features were delicate and refined, with almond-shaped eyes that were particularly gentle and clear. Unlike the heavily made-up Empress, Yan Zhen's face was entirely natural. Yet, in the bloom of youth, her skin rivaled frost and snow, so even without cosmetics, she was exquisitely beautiful and charming.

As soon as the Emperor arrived, the prepared attendants filed in from outside the hall in an orderly manner, serving dishes to all the seats in the hall. Yan Huai's voice was deep and resonant as he said, "In the blink of an eye, another year has come to an end. I offer this wine to reward all my ministers for their hard work over the past year. With the new year approaching, the prosperity and stability of Great Zhou's realm still depend on your collective efforts."

Yan Huai's tone was gentle, yet carried the authority of an emperor in its measured pace. The male officials dared not neglect his words and hurriedly expressed their humility. Yan Huai then looked at Yuan Qing and said, "This year, let's dispense with the tedious formalities. Give the order to begin the banquet."

Yuan Qing nodded respectfully and instructed two young eunuchs beside him. The two eunuchs departed on their mission, and soon, the sound of string and bamboo instruments echoed from a side chamber of Chongming Hall. In that brief time, the attendants had finished serving the feast. Yan Huai raised the wine cup from the table before him and said, "I drink with all my ministers, wishing Great Zhou abundant harvests and continued prosperity in the coming year."

For a moment, everyone stood up and raised their cups. Even those in the main seats, such as the Crown Prince, dared not delay. After this collective toast, the New Year's banquet officially began. The Emperor's gaze lingered on the side of the male officials, while the women quietly ate their meals, though few had much appetite. Only Gu Shi and Peng Huajing unhurriedly picked up their chopsticks.

Qin Guan, revisiting the familiar scene, felt a tumult of emotions stirring within her. She moved her chopsticks but ultimately set them down. Qin Chaoyu sat beside Qin Guan, effectively blocking the glances directed their way from the main seats. She herself frequently looked toward the main seats and, noticing Qin Guan seemed lost in thought, whispered, "The Ninth Prince indeed did not attend this year.""

Qin Guan snapped back to attention. "The Ninth Prince?"

She had noticed earlier that someone was missing but hadn't realized who it was.

Qin Chaoyu, intending to help Qin Guan recognize everyone, explained, "The Third Prince and Seventh Prince passed away early in childhood and are no longer here. Those present today are the Crown Prince, Prince Cheng, Fifth Princess, followed by the Sixth Prince and Eighth Prince. The Crown Prince and Prince Cheng are the second and fourth sons, respectively, both born in the royal residence. The Sixth Prince's mother has passed away, and the Eighth Prince is the son of Wan Fei. As for the remaining Ninth Prince, his mother is Consort Jin. Since Consort Jin was involved in an incident earlier, his appearance would likely cause a stir. That's probably why he isn't here. I heard he has been taken in by the Empress Dowager to raise."

Qin Guan's heart tightened. That's right—Consort Jin, who had been involved in the incident, had also borne a son for the Emperor, the youngest of the Emperor's children, the Ninth Prince. Now that Consort Jin was implicated and the matter involved Prince Jin, it had become an unprecedented scandal in the royal family in a century. With the incident having occurred only five months ago, the Ninth Prince's presence would likely stir up controversy. Moreover, he was still very young...

"Why was he taken by the Empress Dowager?"Qin Guan had no intention of prying into palace secrets, but the Ninth Prince was connected to Consort Jin, Consort Jin was linked to Prince Jin, and Prince Jin's case was related to the deaths of her entire family—she had no choice but to inquire.

Qin Chaoyu showed no concern over Qin Guan's probing and stated plainly, "After Consort Jin's incident implicated Prince Jin, although she was gone, many rumors spread. How could Consort Jin, perfectly fine, be harmed by Prince Jin? Back and forth, the Ninth Prince faced difficulties in the palace. Consider that the Ninth Prince was only five years old at the time. Later, the Empress Dowager couldn't bear it and took the Ninth Prince under her care..."

Qin Guan nodded slightly. Indeed, how could a favored consort in the rear palace be killed by Prince Jin?

The complex web of human relationships involved here could give rise to countless rumors and gossip.

"Your Majesty, you haven't been well lately. Please don't drink so much."

While lost in thought, Qin Guan suddenly heard a soft, delicate voice. She turned to look and saw Feng Lingsu advising Yan Huai to drink less. Yan Huai smiled in response, "Don't worry, I know my limits."

In front of all the officials, Feng Lingsu made no attempt to hide her concern for Yan Huai. Meanwhile, Zhao Shuhua seemed accustomed to such scenes and instructed Yuan Qing, "Bring His Majesty a bowl of sobering soup."

Yuan Qing glanced at Yan Huai, who nodded in approval, before carrying out the order.

Feng Lingsu covered her mouth with a light laugh. "Elder Sister is so thoughtful. Bringing sobering soup directly is indeed best."

Zhao Shuhua didn't even bat an eyelid but still smiled. "It was Younger Sister's reminder."

Feng Lingsu spoke with genuine warmth in her laughter, her gaze occasionally sweeping over Yan Huai. She appeared pure and untainted, yet when her eyes fell upon the Emperor, they carried a hint of provocation. She said softly, "This younger sister is incapable and can only care for Your Majesty's health. Unlike Elder Sister, who has raised a national talent like the Crown Prince. With His Highness assisting Your Majesty, he must ease many of Your Majesty's burdens."

Zhao Shuhua turned and looked at Feng Lingsu for a moment. "Today is New Year's Eve, Younger Sister. Let's not speak of easing burdens or not. His Majesty has finally found a moment of relaxation."

Feng Lingsu smiled and nodded. "Elder Sister is right. This younger sister will say no more."

Feng Lingsu obediently agreed and indeed fell silent. Yan Huai glanced at her and said with a laugh, "Su'er isn't wrong either. The Empress has indeed worked hard, and Che has performed exceptionally well these past few months."

As soon as he finished speaking, officials below promptly echoed his sentiments.

"Indeed, His Highness the Crown Prince has been diligent and devoted these past six months. Not only has he routinely assisted Your Majesty with many official duties, but he has also maintained peace and order in Lin'an City."

"Exactly. I've heard that the lanterns in the Eastern Palace never go out. His Highness often reviews documents and memorials until dawn before resting. Such diligence—having a Crown Prince like him is truly a blessing for the people of Great Zhou."

"Not just a blessing for the people, but for us officials as well. His Highness has been courteous and humble these past few months. Any official who enters the Eastern Palace is impressed by His Highness's knowledge and governance strategies. I believe that after the elders of the Bai Clan enter the Eastern Palace to instruct His Highness following the New Year, His Highness will be even more capable of shouldering the responsibilities of ruling the nation."

A chorus of agreement rose and fell, some sincere, some feigned. Zhao Shuhua's brow furrowed slightly, while Yan Che's eyes turned cold. He scanned the crowd, and upon recognizing the speakers, understanding dawned in his gaze. At the New Year's Eve banquet, in front of so many people, each word carried deeper implications, step by step pushing him into peril.Yan Huai turned his gaze to Yan Che, "Is it true that you stay up until dawn every day?"

Yan Che straightened his expression and quickly lowered his eyes respectfully, "Not to that extent, only occasionally until late at night." He paused briefly before continuing, "Your Majesty need not worry, your son understands the importance of moderation. These are merely rumors spread by subordinates out of consideration for me."

Yan Huai nodded, "Dedication to state affairs is commendable, but you must also take care of your health."

"Yes, your son understands—"

Yan Che's respectful demeanor appeared particularly cautious. Yan Huai shifted his gaze, his smile seeming slightly more faint than before.

Just then, another voice chimed in, "At tonight's New Year banquet, why is Governor Zheng not present?"

"Oh, Governor Zheng truly isn't here. Could he still be investigating the case?"

The word "case" dropped like a small stone into water, immediately stirring ripples of discussion. Someone had just mentioned how peaceful the capital region had been, yet everyone present knew about the three murder cases that remained unsolved for over a month. How could there be any peace in the capital under such circumstances...

Yan Qi raised an eyebrow slightly, "Second Brother, the capital cases haven't been solved yet?"

Yan Che, already aware of the mole in the government office, had no doubt this was related to Yan Qi. The scene at tonight's banquet was naturally Yan Qi's arrangement. Faced with this question, Yan Che remained unshaken as he replied, "The case will be solved soon. Governor Zheng's absence from the New Year banquet is precisely because he's tracking down the killer's whereabouts."

Yan Qi curved his lips, "Oh? So you mean the killer will be captured soon?"

Yan Che wanted to nod, but found himself unable to do so. Yan Huai's instruction to solve the case before New Year's Eve had been given privately, yet now he was being questioned before all the officials. If he nodded, it would become a promise, and failure to capture the killer would become a handle against him.

"Don't you trust Governor Zheng's capabilities?"

Yan Che deflected the question. Yan Qi's smile deepened, "Of course I trust him. I've always had confidence in Governor Zheng's work, and now with Second Brother involved, I'm even more hopeful. However... it's been nearly two months already..."

After Yan Qi's pointed yet subtle remark, murmurs arose among the officials below. If Zheng Baishi alone couldn't solve the case, that was one thing, but now with Yan Che's involvement, why was it still unresolved?! Who should bear this responsibility...

Qin Guan had no interest in the verbal sparring at the main table, but the sudden mention of the case immediately captured her attention.

Meanwhile, Qin Chaoyu also frowned deeply, her expression darkening. Prince Cheng's move was clearly intentional.

Feng Chenbi, sitting opposite Qin Chaoyu, observed her expression clearly and sighed, "How pitiful. I heard all the victims were young women. While we celebrate with music and pleasure this New Year's Eve, those girls' parents must be weeping in sorrow. It's regrettable that the Lin'an Governor has proven so ineffective this time..."

"Has it been nearly two months already?" Yan Huai suddenly asked amidst the hushed discussions.

Yan Che's expression solidified as he immediately rose and walked before Yan Huai's table, kneeling down with his robe sweeping the floor. "Father, this case has been delayed due to my inadequate supervision. I beg for Your Majesty's punishment—"

Yan Huai looked at Yan Che, "The duration has been somewhat long, but it's not entirely your fault."

Then Yan Huai added, "Che'er, how many more days do you think are needed to solve this case?"Upon hearing these words, Yan Che’s heart tightened instantly. He was unwilling to give a specific time, but Yan Huai insisted on making him speak. Yan Che’s fists clenched tightly within his wide sleeves, and his lips pressed into a thin line. If he gave too long a time, it would make him appear incompetent; if he gave too short a time, he feared he would fail to fulfill the military pledge he had made before all the officials. It was truly difficult…

The hall fell into silence, with everyone’s gaze fixed on Yan Che’s back. Yan Qi’s eyes, in particular, held a meaningful glint.

Yan Che knew he could not delay for too long. After a moment of contemplation, he gritted his teeth and was about to say “two days” when, at that very moment, a young eunuch emerged from a side door at the rear. His steps were hurried, as if something major had occurred. The disturbance caused Yan Che’s words to catch in his throat, and he failed to speak them aloud.

The young eunuch swiftly approached Yuan Qing and whispered something to him. To everyone’s surprise, Yuan Qing’s eyes lit up. He then hurried over to Yan Huai and whispered a few words into his ear. Almost immediately, Yan Huai’s expression shifted.

His eyes brightening slightly, Yan Huai looked at Yan Che and suddenly broke into a broad smile. “Che’er, you need not trouble yourself with the earlier question.”

His words puzzled everyone. Then, Yan Huai declared with a hearty laugh, “News has just arrived at the palace—the case has been solved. Prefect Zheng captured the culprit two hours ago. The interrogation is complete, and he is now waiting outside with the case file.”

The hall fell silent once more, but this time, Yan Che’s eyes shone with relief, while the expressions of Yan Qi and others darkened.

Qin Guan, seated in her place, let out a soft sigh of relief.

Just as the hall was filled with shifting expressions, Yan Che, who had remained silent until then, unexpectedly spoke up.

“Father, I knew Prefect Zheng would solve the case before the New Year. Moreover, Prefect Zheng came to see me this morning. After a deep conversation with him, I finally understood why this case had been delayed for so long…”

Yan Che’s voice was calm and resolute. As he finished speaking, a faint murmur of surprise rippled through the hall.

Did the Crown Prince mean to imply that there was a reason for the prolonged delay in solving the case?

Yan Huai frowned. “What do you mean by that? What hidden circumstances caused this case to drag on for so long?”

As he asked this, Yan Qi, who had been leaning back, slowly straightened his posture. At the same time, his gaze swiftly swept over the officials below.

In the next moment, Yan Che declared, “This case was not particularly difficult. The reason it took so long to solve was that someone within the prefectural office bribed a bailiff with a large sum of money. That bailiff acted as a spy, hiding several key pieces of evidence. As a result, the case remained unsolved for an extended period.”

His words caused an even greater uproar in the hall.