Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 329: Prince Qi and Princess Qi are digging their own graves

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Prince Qi and Princess Qi are digging their own graves

Liu Yan was morosely mulling over his thoughts when he heard this statement and his expression froze for a moment before he hesitated, "But Prince Qi is hardly someone to be manipulated, isn’t he?"

In the royal court, there were few who posed a threat to him, and Prince Qi was certainly at the top of the list.

In the eyes of the people of the capital city, Prince Qi, who seldom smiled, had an incredibly handsome face known far and wide, but it was as cold as an iceberg, seemingly devoid of any other emotion, and his whole demeanor shouted "Keep Out."

Therefore, many people referred to Prince Qi as the Living King of Hell.

But what concerned Liu Yan was not this title that Prince Qi held.

Those scholars and writers loved to concoct these things, purely for amusement. The true nature of Prince Qi was really known only to those close to him, while others had no way of knowing.

Liu Yan was not like the others who sought to ingratiate themselves with Prince Qi, always paying attention to his preferences.

What he truly cared about was the side Prince Qi showed in the imperial court.

Unlike Prince An, who loved to form factions and buy people’s hearts, Prince Qi treated everyone equally regardless of their status, with a detached disposition.

Though this behavior did annoy most people, it also earned the absolute loyalty of those genuinely faithful and dedicated officials.

Moreover, whenever there was a challenging issue, the Emperor always left it to Prince Qi to resolve.

Prince Qi never disappointed, as every difficult matter handed to him always ended with a satisfactory solution.

In contrast, Prince An’s behavior of avoiding issues was utterly contemptible.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, Prince Qi had set his sights on their Grandmaster Residence.

Liu Yan thought hard but could not fathom his real intentions.

He was even more puzzled by his grandfather’s words.

Seeing the confused look on his face, Grandmaster Liu sneered slightly, "Although Prince Qi is capable, he tends to be overly eager for quick results, which could easily leave him vulnerable to criticism."

Liu Yan listened intently and asked in time, "What kind of vulnerability?"

"The event today was deliberately orchestrated by him. Since both you and I can see it, how could the Emperor not realize it?" A faint smile surfaced on Grandmaster Liu’s weathered face, not deep, but enough to convey his good mood.

Liu Yan got the point immediately, his eyes brightening as he spoke with an undertone of excitement, "With this, the Emperor will realize that Prince Qi intends to target the Grandmaster Residence, and his reason for doing so is precisely the child in the Empress’s womb!"

Having said that, he could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart, decisively adding, "What the Emperor fears most is anyone tampering with the Crown Prince’s position, and Prince Qi’s action is tantamount to declaring his desire to be the Crown Prince!"

After finishing, he looked at his grandfather nervously, uncertain if his speculation was sound.

Grandmaster Liu nodded slightly in approval, saying, "To think of it at this level shows you have indeed gained insight."

Liu Yan’s lips curved up slightly; his eyes were clear, "Since that’s the case, why don’t we play around with the identities of those few individuals to link them to Prince Qi!"

A hint of a smile also emerged in Grandmaster Liu’s eyes as he praised him, "That’s a very good idea."

Liu Yan gave a light cough, suppressing his emerging grin.

After being guided by his grandfather, he suddenly grasped the crux of the matter and the method to break the situation.

Since Prince Qi planned to use the Grandmaster Residence as a scheme to suppress the Empress.

They, too, could use his own strategy against him, pushing the matter onto Prince Qi.

Why had everything been calm for months, but just before the Empress was due to give birth, did Prince Qi and his wife just happen to stumble upon it?

Moreover, it was their first visit to the Grandmaster Residence, how did Prince Qi and his wife end up in a remote, long-abandoned courtyard, and discover several corpses in a well that had dried up long ago?

With a little thought, one could see there was much more to the story.

Moreover, the Emperor wasn’t a fool to be easily deceived by such simple tricks.

Liu Yan’s expression shifted from previous worry to an indifferent calm, and he sneered to himself, thinking that the Prince and his wife were digging their own graves!

After discussing the matter with his grandson, Liu Yan discreetly sent a trusted aide to investigate the identities of those three individuals.

As long as he could determine the identities of those three before Qiu Lian did, he would be able to set a trap in advance.

By then, the evidence would be irrefutable, leaving no room for the Prince to deny it.

While he was busily initiating his plans here, Qi Yu and Li Mingjue were not idle either.

The two of them waited in the chamber for Liu Wensheng’s arrival.

Soon, Liu Wensheng and Feng Yue quietly infiltrated the Grandmaster Residence, heading first to the backyard. Taking advantage of the guards who were drinking and making merry, they secretly drugged their wine with a sleeping potion.

In no time, the two guards collapsed to the ground, passed out.

Feng Yue checked the two men’s breathing and, finding it stable and seeing no serious harm, left them be.

He returned to Liu Wensheng’s side, and they began to carefully examine the three corpses.

The bodies emitted a stench of decay, but Liu Wensheng, unaffected, examined their wounds by the moonlight for a while.

Feng Yue looked at the abdomen of the three and couldn’t help but frown, "Were they vivisected alive?"

Liu Wensheng nodded silently, saying nothing.

Such a brutal method of death was rare even in Evil Valley.

And the only person he could think of capable of such a deed, other than Liu Yiyao, was none.

"Do you suspect she did it?" Feng Yue asked vaguely, not revealing the true identity of the person in question, but he had indeed guessed Liu Wensheng’s thoughts.

Liu Wensheng was non-committal, speaking lightly, "She could use my mother’s ashes to coerce me into committing reprehensible deeds, poison me, and killing a few people would be nothing to her."

Feng Yue looked at his side profile under the moonlight, appearing as cold as frost, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Liu Wensheng, however, was not as sentimental, and after examining the deaths of these people, he got up indifferently.

Feng Yue followed closely behind him, and the two of them stood silently under the moonlight for a while.

This was the quietest corner of the Grandmaster Residence, where Liu Wensheng had spent numerous days and nights before leaving.

This memory was bleak for him.

He was like a rat that dared not be seen, hiding in a corner, living a lonely and miserable life.

Occasionally, unable to bear it, he would stealthily peek out to spy on the lives of others in the residence.

Under the instigation of Jiang and Liu Yiyao, even the servants of the house could step on him.

That mother and daughter took particular delight in bullying him.

He endured it all since Liu Yiyao held his mother’s ashes in her hands, and whenever she was displeased, she would threaten to scatter them in the lake.

Recalling the past, his expression grew colder.

Feng Yue looked at the dilapidated courtyard, feeling very suffocated, wondering how the Liu family could treat his Little Liuliu so cruelly.

He moved his lips, about to say something.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white figure flashing past the door.

Someone was coming!

The two of them instantly changed expression and chased after the figure outside the