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"Yongxin Marquis, may I have a word with you?"
"I refuse. You smell terrible," Qi Xiaomian replied bluntly.
Yan Min stepped a little closer, lowering his voice. "I truly have no choice. That deadly strain was brought into the capital by the White Family Caravan. Those people have evidence in their hands and are using it to threaten me."
Cui Cheng is the one they want. I used him as a bargaining chip to ensure my own safety. I know Yongxin Marquis's capabilities; if he insists on investigating, he will surely find them. However, once we clash with them, it will not bode well for the Marquis and Miss Sang.
I fear them! The Marquis is certainly not afraid, but I only hope he won't be targeted by them for now; otherwise, he would be just as helpless as I am.
If the Marquis can remain on the periphery, along with my insider knowledge, we can better protect ourselves. The Sang Family has very few sane members left, and when they go mad, it is terrifying.
Moreover, Cui Cheng is already a discarded pawn; his life or death is of no consequence to the Great Jing Dynasty. No matter who gets their hands on him, the outcome will be the same.
Qi Xiaomian had already made his choice in his heart but said, "Forcing me to give up now would not be easy to explain to His Majesty."
"The Marquis just needs to wait a moment; once that side is done, I will lead you there," Yan Min assured.
"You certainly know how to arrange things. Are you going to let me clean up their mess?"
Yan Min quickly replied, "I'll handle it; the Marquis just needs to watch from the sidelines."
How diligent of you! Since you're so eager, why don't you weave a story about the previous murder case involving the Zheng Family and Shi Dingyang's death? It would be best if we could settle it before the New Year so that everyone can enjoy the holiday without worry.
Hearing this request, Yan Min's expression stiffened. "Marquis, wasn't Shi Dingyang's death caused by the Mirror Demon?"
"That's just speculation; no conclusion has been reached yet. You wanted to cover for them anyway, so why not also cover for us? Let's not let His Majesty dwell on that Mirror Demon."
Yan Min had no choice but to comply since he needed something from them.
Under Yan Min's guidance, Qi Xiaomian took a long detour and finally saw Cui Cheng's corpse after nearly two hours. He had been reduced to a stick figure, with pieces of flesh arranged neatly around him—at least a hundred pieces—like a demonstration.
Qi Xiaomian said nothing and allowed Yan Min to take care of it.
As they returned to the city, Qi Xiaomian keenly sensed that something was off in the atmosphere. Qilang received instructions and slipped into an alleyway; moments later, he emerged with a book.
Qi Xiaomian opened it and found it was an illustrated spring scene featuring Cui Cheng as the main character. Not only were there illustrations but also text that openly mentioned Cui Cheng's name without any reservations.
Moreover, given Cui Family's sudden departure and the Court's lack of a clear statement until now, many people actually believed what was depicted in the illustrations, thinking that the Imperial Master was disposed of by His Majesty due to this scandal.
Qi Xiaomian shook the book in his hand and asked Qilang, "Is there a lot of this?"
A sudden influx of people had appeared, and many had already seen it. Qi Xiaomian tossed the book into Yan Min's arms, asking, "Do you know about this?"
Yan Min felt a bit breathless under Qi Xiaomian's stern gaze and shook his head, replying, "I truly don't know."
It must be their doing. Then let's trouble Yan Daren to help wrap things up. After all, maintaining order in the city is part of your responsibilities.
Qi Xiaomian decided to leave everything behind and handed over Cui Cheng's body to Yan Min, instructing him to take it to the palace. He then leisurely rode his horse home.
At the Small Tavern, everyone had gathered together, discussing how to celebrate the New Year. As Qi Xiaomian approached and overheard their conversation, he turned to Sang Qingxiao and said, "Come with me to the palace to attend the grand feast."
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