Chu Lege was not as easy to deal with. He aimed at Miaomiao’s face and slapped it.
"Ah..." Miaomiao covered her cheek, looking at him in disbelief.
How did this man suddenly become so strange?
They had been intimate just yesterday.
At that time, he didn't mind her touching him at all; he was even happy when she sat on him…
Before Miaomiao could figure out what was happening, she heard Su Xiaoqi's cold voice:
"What, is Young Master Chu trying to silence a witness?"
Silencing a witness…
Miaomiao swayed slightly.
Perhaps!
Chu Lege looked at Su Xiaoqi, no longer able to appreciate her delicate and beautiful face, and cursed:
"Damn it, you are talking nonsense. How could I? He is my cousin, from our clan!"
Su Xiaoqi's lips curved slightly, and she said indifferently:
"I don't care about your relationship. I have proof."
Su Xiaoqi motioned for Shen Yun to have someone examine Chu Lege's waist and sleeves.
There were two inconspicuous small marks there.
If Su Xiaoqi hadn't specifically pointed them out, no one would have noticed.
This was because Chu Lege was wearing a dark leather vest.
Underneath, he had a dark blue inner garment.
Therefore, no one had paid special attention to the marks on his body before.
With Su Xiaoqi's reminder, the more they looked, the more they seemed alike, and the clearer it became.
They were shocked at that moment.
Yu Changfeng had been waiting and immediately pointed at him, shouting:
"It was you! You wanted to harm Yunlang. Brother Qi, look, look at him…"
Chu Yunwei, who was named by Yu Changfeng, nodded in acknowledgment.
Only then did Yu Changfeng realize that he had been accustomed to calling Chu Yunwei by his alias, Qi Yunwei. In his excitement, he had blurted out the name again.
He scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, but quickly refocused his attention on Chu Lege.
He pointed out that Chu Lege's actions constituted poisoning his own kinsman in a foreign land.
Not only was he guilty of murder, but he also bore the charge of disrupting diplomatic relations between the two countries.
This was enough for him to be thrown into the Imperial Prison of Daliang Dynasty.
Chu Lege was stunned. Of course, he was not afraid of the people present, but of the person standing at the entrance.
Someone had entered silently, and no one present had noticed.
The person was scholarly, with long hair tied up, adorned with only a purple sandalwood hairpin.
He wore the common Confucian robes of the Daliang Dynasty.
He looked like a frail scholar.
But his demeanor was refined and ethereal, making him seem out of reach.
He was the de facto leader of the Northern Chu envoy delegation, and the Imperial Preceptor of Northern Chu, Mu Chenzhi.
As he stood at the entrance, he exuded an aura of immortal grace. His eyes lazily surveyed the events unfolding in the room, his gaze cool and detached.
Although his eyes were focused on everyone in the room, his face carried an air of detachment.
It was as if all the people present had fallen under his gaze.
Chu Lege: "Im-Imperial Preceptor, they are framing me. I, I didn't. It was, it was her. She harmed my cousin Yunlang…"
Chu Lege's fear of the newcomer piqued everyone's curiosity.
Under everyone's intense gaze, Mu Chenzhi walked into the room.
After glancing at everyone, he walked directly towards Shen Yun: "Lord Shen."
Shen Yun was slightly surprised. He had never met this Imperial Preceptor Mu Chenzhi before.
Yet, he could recognize him immediately in a crowded room. Shen Yun concealed his apprehension and stepped forward, cupping his fists: "Greetings, Imperial Preceptor Mu."
"Lord Shen need not be so formal." Although Mu Chenzhi was speaking to Shen Yun, his eyes were more focused on Su Xiaoqi.
That burning gaze almost scorched her cheeks.
Su Xiaoqi frowned. This Imperial Preceptor Mu was very strange.
They had never even met before, yet he was looking at her like this.
Had he discovered upon entering that she had deliberately used Miaomiao to frame Chu Lege?
It couldn't be.
Although her actions had been bold, she believed she had left no trace.
After all, to outsiders, Miaomiao had indeed stumbled and fallen onto Chu Lege due to her own weak legs.
Furthermore, she had not pointed out the mark of the black rose on Miaomiao's wrist to everyone.
Therefore, no one would have thought that Chu Lege was actually being framed.
Shen Yun also noticed Mu Chenzhi's gaze and subtly stepped forward, pretending to converse with him to divert his attention.
Mu Chenzhi looked past the tall and upright Shen Yun, glanced at Su Xiaoqi, then back at Shen Yun, and his thin, cool lips slowly curled into a smile.
Interesting, very interesting!
This trip to Daliang had unexpectedly brought such interesting events; it was not in vain for him to make this journey.
He composed himself, reverting to the detached demeanor he had when he first appeared, and asked faintly: "What is happening here? Why is it so lively?"
Su Xiaoqi's lips twitched.
She felt a thrilling sense of danger, like riding a roller coaster.
As soon as this Imperial Preceptor Mu entered, he had put on an act as if he knew everything.
It had scared her so much that her heart almost stopped.
Now, however, he was acting like nothing had happened and asking everyone what was going on.
Hey, didn't you have eyes? Couldn't you see for yourself?
Su Xiaoqi silently cursed this person who had made her feel immense pressure as soon as he entered.
Shen Yun, however, could not indulge his emotions as she could.
Instead, he stepped forward and respectfully recounted the entire sequence of events.
Shen Yun's narration was extremely skillful.
Although he was from Daliang,
He presented the information from a neutral standpoint. His words were impartial and completely like a reporting machine.
Su Xiaoqi silently praised him in her heart.
When it came to the art of language, she bowed to no one but her husband.
Shen Yun's seemingly impartial account, however, logically supported their side entirely.
Mu Chenzhi's brows furrowed slightly after listening, a momentary expression.
If Su Xiaoqi hadn't been secretly watching him, she would surely have missed it.
From his slight frown, she inferred a signal: Useless good-for-nothing, you deserve it!
She didn't know if her interpretation was correct, but she felt Mu Chenzhi's internal thoughts.
"Young Master Chu, this Imperial Preceptor has been ordered by my Emperor to come to Daliang to celebrate the new Emperor's enthronement. This is a joyous occasion, not a time for trouble.
You begged my Emperor to come, initially stating you only wished to observe the customs and traditions of Daliang.
Unexpectedly, behind my back, you have committed such a heinous and evil deed. I am inclined to protect you, but alas…"
Mu Chenzhi paused for a moment, then turned indifferently to Shen Yun: "Lord Shen, even the Son of Heaven is subject to the law and is no different from a commoner.
Since he has committed such a wicked act, this Imperial Preceptor will not shield him."
"Imperial Preceptor, Imperial Preceptor, you cannot do this. I am a young master of the Ping Prince's manor in Great Chu. If you dare to treat me like this,
Be careful, when I return to Great Chu, my father will sentence you to death."
"Lord Shen, take this scoundrel away and deal with him." Mu Chenzhi proactively asked Shen Yun to do so.
Shen Yun was filled with doubt, but his hand was already raised.
The Imperial Guards, upon receiving the order, eagerly stepped forward.
They didn't care if this person was from Daliang or Northern Chu.
Once in the hands of the Imperial Guards, their fate was only one: death!
Mu Chenzhi arrived as suddenly as he left.
Apart from asking Shen Yun to deal with Chu Lege, he glanced at Chu Yunlang and asked if he could still be saved.
Su Xiaoqi looked at Chu Yunlang's slowly fading bluish-black complexion and nodded, saying he could be treated.
"Then I trouble Madam Shen!" After speaking, Mu Chenzhi turned and left.
He left!
Just like that?
Su Xiaoqi stared at his retreating back for a long time, unable to recover.
Was this an envoy from Northern Chu?
Why did it feel like he was just passing through?