Sun Miaomiao, who had obtained the disguise mask from Xie Lingxi from the Prince’s Manor, looked up at the brightly lit courtyard walls of the Prince's Manor with that ordinary-looking man's face.
She retracted her gaze, looked left and right to make sure no one was paying attention to her, and then Sun Miaomiao took out her natal Spiritual Moon and placed it on her forehead to enter Night Roaming.
She leaped over the courtyard wall, and under the protection of Night Roaming, concealed all aura and movement. She deceived the special guards and retainers of the Prince's Manor, and quickly sneaked into the backyard.
The Prince’s Manor was very large, with courtyards separated by walls. Servants and maids came and went constantly, interspersed with women and young ladies wearing beautiful flower dresses.
Sun Miaomiao arrived in the backyard and happened to see a young woman of sixteen, accompanied by several maids, walking along the corridor beside the garden, her figure graceful and charming.
Seeing that there was no one around, Sun Miaomiao used her Charm technique to bewilder two of them. The master and servants continued walking as usual, but they were no longer moving forward, but stepping in place.
They themselves were unaware of this, a common "ghost wall" in Charm techniques.
Sun Miaomiao immediately took out the hypnotic pocket watch from the gang's warehouse, clicked it open, aimed it at the sixteen-year-old woman, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is your father?"
This was a courtyard, and someone might pass by at any time. She asked directly, getting straight to the point, without wasting a moment.
The sixteen-year-old woman's eyes were hollow and she instinctively replied, "My father has been buried for many years."
Sun Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and then realized she had made a mistake and changed her question: "What is your relationship with that Wang Zhao Kai?"
The sixteen-year-old woman replied woodenly, "I am his concubine."
You are younger than his daughter, Sun Miaomiao muttered to herself, not too surprised. After all, this was ancient times, and a pear blossom suppressing a crabapple was standard operating procedure for powerful figures.
"Where is Zhao Kai, the Prince?" she asked.
"The Prince is in the front hall, listening to songs, drinking wine, and watching dances."
The Zhao family's descendants only know how to indulge in pleasure. There would be a ghost if the Southern Dynasty didn't fall, Sun Miaomiao thought. "What will he do after drinking wine and watching dances?"
The sixteen-year-old woman said, "After the songs and dances, the Prince will return to his room for a half-hour rest. Afterward, he may go out to a banquet, or he may entertain guests at home, it is not fixed."
Sun Miaomiao immediately knew how to meet the Prince. After asking for the location of the Prince's bedroom, she released the hypnosis Charm technique and hid herself using Night Roaming.
The master and servants resumed moving forward from stepping in place. They had not noticed anything unusual from beginning to end.
Watching them leave, Sun Miaomiao, in a state of invisibility, continued forward towards the inner courtyard, avoiding guards and servants, and arrived at the Prince's bedroom, directly using the Star Tunneling technique to sneak into the room.
The room was luxurious and spacious, filled with calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk were plentiful. Even the paperweight was a cultural relic, truly extravagant.
Sun Miaomiao revealed herself and hid behind the screen in the inner room, waiting patiently. After about forty minutes, footsteps came from outside the door, and the lattice door creaked open.
A middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes with fat-covered muscles came in from outside. The servant following behind him stopped at the door and closed the lattice door.
Zhao Kai, sticking out his belly, picked up the kettle on the round table, rinsed his mouth, and went straight to the soft bed.
Just then, he suddenly looked at the screen on his side and shouted in a deep voice, "Who's there?"
Sun Miaomiao's clear voice came from behind the screen, "Prince, don't be alarmed. I am here on the orders of Qin Emperor to see you!"
The shout that had reached Zhao Kai's throat was immediately swallowed back, but he did not fully believe it. He retreated quietly, a green light appearing in his right hand hidden in his sleeve, and said lightly, "An honest man does not do secret deeds. Since you represent the Emperor, there seems to be no need to hide."
Sun Miaomiao simply walked out from behind the screen, opened her item bar, and took out the Little Red Hat. She shook her hand in front of Zhao Kai, and a Yin corpse holding a small horn fell out. Seeing the means of conjuring objects from thin air, Zhao Kai was shocked.
This was precisely what Sun Miaomiao intended, in order to create a mysterious and unpredictable image for herself.
After the Yin corpse holding the small horn landed, its originally hollow eyes moved slightly, emitting brilliance and spirituality.
Zhang Yuanqing's spiritual body came over, looked around to confirm the environment, and then Zhang Yuanqing raised the small horn and smiled, "Long time no see, Uncle Yongyan, your style is still the same."
Zhao Kai examined the Yin corpse with suspicion, "You, you are the Emperor?"
Zhang Yuanqing answered irrelevantly, "Uncle, as long as you pay a little attention to the outside world, you should know that a few days ago, I made a scene at the Ministry of Justice."
After speaking, he reached out to Sun Miaomiao next to him, and the latter understood and took out the Imperial Jade Seal and handed it over.
Seeing the Imperial Jade Seal, Zhao Kai no longer doubted. He hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"Your subject, Zhao Kai, greets Your Majesty."
"No need to be so polite." Zhang Yuanqing returned the Imperial Jade Seal to Sun Miaomiao and signaled her to take out the Eight-Tone Box, letting the Ding Dong pleasant music spread throughout the room.
Zhang Yuanqing controlled the Yin corpse and said, "I came to see you because I want to inquire about a past event."
Zhao Kai nodded slightly, "Your Majesty, please ask."
His tone was still respectful. Although Zhao Shun was昏庸wūn yōng (fatheaded and muddle-headed), in the eyes of the Zhao family's children, he was still one of their own, with his own滤镱lǜ yì (camera filter), and although they usually called him a昏君hūn jūn (fatheaded ruler), they were not as likely to grit their teeth and hate him like those outside.
"How did Wu Xin die back then?" Zhang Yuanqing's opening words made Zhao Kai's expression change drastically.
"Why does Your Majesty suddenly mention these old events?" Zhao Kai's expression changed uncertainly.
"Of course, Wu Xin died of illness. He had been fighting for many years, accumulating overwork and illness, and his body was full of injuries. He returned to the capital and died of a sudden illness not long after."
You're talking nonsense. Wu Xin was in his prime at the time and could command tens of thousands of Sharp Edge troops. How could he have accumulated overwork and illness? Zhang Yuanqing said, "Uncle, I know that this matter is of great importance, and once it is leaked, there will be endless troubles, but now the Zhao family is at the brink of survival, and if you hide it any longer, the country will not be saved."
Zhao Kai was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean by that, Your Majesty?"