松鼠症仓库

Huangfu Lingyao remained silent for a long time before saying, “There must have been some hidden agenda behind this. It’s just that we couldn’t uncover it at the time.”

“That’s right,” Li Xin replied. “Lord Grand Chancellor was devastated by the loss of his beloved son. He refused to believe that this incident wasn’t orchestrated by someone and even filed a complaint with the Ministry of Justice.”

“You know, My Lord, Minister Wang has familial ties with the Liang family. Even though the Liang family had severed connections with our estate, they had always kept an eye on the twins left behind by Lady Ruyi. Under their pressure, how could Minister Wang not thoroughly investigate the case?”

“At the time, Lord Lu was away, so Minister Wang personally conducted the investigation. In the end, all they found was that the horse had inadvertently consumed a herb that could drive livestock into a violent frenzy while resting on the way into the city.”

Recalling this matter, Li Xin sighed with deep regret. “Young Master Liu was a talented youth, highly learned, and exceptionally skilled in martial arts. It’s a pity that he was trampled to death by his own horse.”

“Too many coincidences piled up. The truth in such cases is rarely coincidental,” Huangfu Lingyao said with a dark expression. “I suspect my wife will certainly look into this matter. Send someone to investigate as well, and try to keep my wife informed to prevent her from working too hard.”

Having received an unexpected dose of romantic gossip, Li Xin was having trouble digesting it. “My Lord, aren’t you a bit too concerned about Eldest Young Miss Liu?”

Huangfu Lingyao’s seductive eyes lifted, giving him a chilling glance.

Li Xin recoiled a little and still could not quite accept it. “I didn’t say anything wrong, did I? Back then, who said that as long as the Crown Prince wasn’t successful, Eldest Miss Liu should be left alone? She only cared about her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Who would be interested in a piece of wood? We could have just brought Eldest Miss Liu back to the Royal Residence and left her be…” He found himself backpedaling, but it was hard to argue when faced with Huangfu Lingyao’s increasingly icy gaze.

Huangfu Lingyao snorted coldly and said, “I changed my mind. You got a problem with that?”

With an air of self-importance, he added, “I never knew my wife was so clever and charming. She’s not just a block of wood; she’s a fiery little wildcat!”

Li Xin did not know what to say.

If he enjoyed himself, fine, but did he have to be so lascivious about it?

Seeing the lustful look in his master’s eyes, it was hard to digest!

“Why are you lingering?” Huangfu Lingyao glared at Li Xin when he noticed him still there. “Hurry and investigate. My wife is fully engrossed in running the medical hall; she’s been neglecting me! If she spends even more time investigating the cause of Liu Quan’s death, will I ever have a chance to nurture a relationship with her?”

“…Yes.” Li Xin finally left.

With no one else in the bedroom, Huangfu Lingyao lay on the bed. He had initially thought of taking a short nap, but he couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned. It felt like there was a little cat scratching at his heart. He extended his arm and gestured at the width of the bed, muttering to himself in despair, “This bed is too big for one person!”

Silence…

After a while, Huangfu Lingyao sat up again, staring at the large carved bed. Then he remembered the simple little bed in his wife’s Leihua Courtyard. He suddenly had an idea. Without bothering to put on his outer clothes, he rushed out of the room and shouted loudly, “Butler, butler! I don’t need such a big bed. Cut it in half for me…”

The butler wept tears of frustration.

In the Grand Chancellor’s Residence.

After returning, Liu Shimai went straight to the ancestral hall. What surprised her was that at this hour, Liu Fuyun was still here.

As the eldest legitimate son, in both the family and Liu Fuyun’s heart, Liu Quan still held some status. Unlike Liu Shimai, who had lost her value after losing her utility, this daughter was now a discarded chess piece.

“Back already?” Liu Fuyun gave her a cold glance.

Liu Shimei knelt on the cushion and kowtowed three times, placing the incense into the censer.. She then asked in a low voice, “Father, you also suspected that my brother was murdered, right?”