Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 107: Doesn’t the imperial brother know it all along?

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Doesn’t the imperial brother know it all along?

Lingya’s throat caught for a moment.

What kind of sick taste does this person have, to wait until I drank the tea to say something like that?

She snorted coldly, "You wouldn’t dare."

Qi Yu smiled, her gaze teasing as she looked at her, "That’s hard to say, these past few days I’ve been focusing on studying various poisons, if by chance my hands got tainted with some, that would be rather unfortunate."

Lingya glared at her irritably, reached to grab her own throat, wanting to vomit the tea out.

Qi Yu stopped her, her tone casual, "I was just bluffing, you actually believed it?"

"You!" Lingya had never seen someone so shameless.

To spout nonsense with a straight face was already bad enough, but to dare to look at her as if she were a fool.

Qi Yu tossed her a small bottle, "There are ten elixirs inside, after you take them, the poison in your body will be cleansed."

Having just been played by her, Lingya dared not take her word for it so readily.

She looked at the bottle of elixirs with a suspicious gaze, her tone doubtful, "Is what you’re saying true?"

Qi Yu nodded, her claim bold, "This Princess never tells lies."

Lingya gave her a disdainful look.

She couldn’t think of any adjectives to describe Qi Yu anymore.

Seeming not at all serious, yet possessing an exceptional medical skill.

Such a person, if an ally, would be fine, at least she wouldn’t harm you.

But if an enemy, it would probably spell disaster.

Weren’t Qi Anran and Li Ming’an the best examples?

Lingya felt a wave of relief, grateful that she hadn’t continued to provoke her back then.

Otherwise, she might not even be able to leave the capital city now.

Qi Yu didn’t know what she was thinking, and seeing she didn’t respond, asked again, "Have you turned Heifeng over?"

Regaining her senses, Lingya nodded, "Yes, I’ve handed him over to Qiu Lian, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and he is now being interrogated in the Heavenly Prison."

"Minister Qiu must be feeling relieved now." Qi Yu’s lips curled slightly into a smile, leisurely sipping her tea.

Once inside the Imperial Prison, it won’t be easy to get out.

And lately, Qiu Lian has been pressed hard by Li Tianze; now that he has finally caught someone, he would naturally guard him closely and subject him to severe torture.

Heifeng, having been poisoned with the Poisonous Insect, would surely confess Li Ming’an’s involvement.

Whether for poisoning or collaborating with the Tulan Kingdom, Li Tianze won’t let Li Ming’an off easily.

"It seems that there will be a good show to watch soon." Qi Yu, thinking of the several chests of gold in the Prime Minister Residence, felt that the whole affair was becoming increasingly interesting.

At Prince An Residence, Li Ming’an looked irritably at Qi Anran, who had been crying in front of him the entire morning.

He had just learned that Qi Yu hadn’t fallen for their trap and had even cleaned out the silver from the Prime Minister Residence.

"How did she do it?" Li Ming’an frowned deeply.

That was tens of thousands of gold taels; how had Qi Yu, a frail woman powerless to truss a chicken, managed to move the stuff?

Unless, she had used some unknown Blind Eye Technique.

It was something that Qi Anran remembered with hatred.

She and Lady Wang mistakenly drank the tea that should have been given to Qi Yu and were drugged with sedatives.

Upon awakening, they found the key to the storeroom missing, and the goods inside cleaned out.

That wretched woman, she didn’t even spare the vases in the house.

Lady Wang fainted on the spot.

When Qi Wei learned of this, he scolded them fiercely and commanded them to snatch the silver back from Qi Yu’s hands at all costs.

Qi Anran fretted all night, and as soon as dawn broke, she didn’t stop until she reached Prince An Residence.

She didn’t expect Li Ming’an wouldn’t want to help her at all.

Qi Anran, tears streaming down her face, wailed, "Please, my Lord, you must stand up for me!"

Li Ming’an’s head ached listening to her.

He had just lost a significant amount of silver, and Heifeng’s whereabouts were unknown.

It was a time of crises, and to top it off, the Prime Minister Residence had made such a huge blunder.

This infuriated him.

But after stewing in his anger all morning, he had now calmed down a bit.

He grasped the key point in Qi Anran’s words and asked sharply, "You said Qi Yu moved away thousands of taels of gold from the Prime Minister Residence, so where did these silvers come from?"

Qi Anran was so frightened by his outburst that she stopped crying. With her beautiful eyes wide open, she asked somewhat perplexedly, "These silvers all belong to my father, is there a problem?"

Li Ming’an sneered coldly.

The problem was significant.

The salaries of Dazhao officials were fixed; even for the Prime Minister, the annual income was no more than a few thousand taels of silver.

Although Qi Wei had not refrained from extorting money here and there, ten thousand taels of gold was a staggering amount no matter where it was placed.

Who in the capital city could easily produce ten thousand taels of gold.

He didn’t need to think twice to guess the source of this gold.

Li Ming’an stood up, looking down at Qi Anran with disdain and rebuked furiously, "Very well, that old fox Qi Wei actually dares to betray me!"

Qi Anran, unaware of what he was talking about, retorted subconsciously, "Prince, my father has always supported you, how could he betray you?"

Li Ming’an glared at her coldly, "Roll back and relay a message to Qi Wei, tell him to come over and explain himself properly to me!"

Scared by his sinister glare, Qi Anran left reluctantly.

She had not been gone long when a Hidden Guard flashed into the study.

Li Ming’an, still fuming, saw the kneeling Hidden Guard and asked coldly, "What is it?"

The Hidden Guard, with head bowed, replied, "Reporting to the Prince, the palace has just sent word, Minister Qiu says they have caught the poisoner."

"What?" Li Ming’an exclaimed, his tone rising in shock.

He stepped forward, grabbing the Hidden Guard’s collar, and demanded angrily, "Who did Qiu Lian catch?"

The Hidden Guard was sweating profusely as he stammeringly answered, "Minister Qiu has taken the person to the Heavenly Prison; the one who went to investigate just reported back—it was... Heifeng."

Li Ming’an lost all his strength, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

The Hidden Guard quickly supported him, "Prince!"

Li Ming’an pushed the man away and strode out furiously.

If Heifeng were caught, he would surely confess everything.

And he knew too many of his secrets.

Li Ming’an’s eyes turned blood red with the thought that Heifeng absolutely could not be left alive.

The only plan now was to make a trip to the Imperial Prison and kill Heifeng before Qiu Lian got to him.

Only the dead could not speak.

To save time, he didn’t even bother with a carriage and rode his horse at full speed to the Ministry of Justice.

He dismounted and hurried inside.

Qiu Lian was inside the Heavenly Prison interrogating Heifeng. Seeing his vacant look and unwillingness to speak, he was just thinking about applying harsh torture.

Suddenly, he was informed by a servant that Prince An had arrived.

Qiu Lian frowned, displeased, and said, "What is he here for?"

The servant, with head lowered, did not dare to reply.

Qiu Lian had no choice but to leave the Heavenly Prison temporarily to receive Li Ming’an.

"Not knowing that Prince An would come, this humble official has failed to greet you from afar, please forgive me," Qiu Lian said politely with a bow.

Li Ming’an had no time for pleasantries and asked urgently, "I hear that Minister Qiu has already found the person who administered the poison?"

Qiu Lian’s expression stiffened, but he still nodded slightly, "Yes."

"May you lead me to see this person?" Li Ming’an said, cutting straight to the chase without time for excuses.

Qiu Lian looked troubled and stood in place, unwilling to give in.

Just as Li Ming’an was about to say more, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Why not let me join you in seeing this person as well."

Both turned to see Li Mingjue walking in from outside.

Li Ming’an’s gaze chilled, "What are you doing here?"

Li Mingjue faced his venomous glare with a composed smile, "Brother, isn’t it clear what I’m here for?"