The Emperor also sent people to search everywhere, ultimately creating a citywide search.
This is clearly not about searching the whole city, but rather about searching the Yann Residence.
With the Prime Minister missing, the most suspected is undoubtedly Yann Qin.
Others can only secretly observe and investigate, but the Emperor has the power to create a legitimate excuse to directly search the residence.
"Miss, it’s scary outside." Ying Xiang came in from outside and quickly shut the door.
Chuzheng was in the room, faintly able to hear the commotion outside.
"The Prime Minister is missing; why do they have to come to our residence to search?"
Ying Xiang muttered softly.
Ying Xiang was just a young girl, not fully literate, and naturally couldn’t understand why.
Chuzheng sat for a while when someone searched her room.
Chuzheng stood up to make way for them, and directly went outside, intending to check on the front... Card.
However, instead of a card, she saw a squad sneaking into a room.
Ying Xiang thought they were here to search and didn’t think much of it.
But Chuzheng felt something was off.
Those she had seen along the way were all rushing, moving swiftly, unlike these few, who were glancing around as if fearing they might be seen.
The residence grounds were vast, making it impossible for each area to be under surveillance.
Chuzheng grabbed Ying Xiang, who was still moving forward.
"Little... mmm mmm..."
"Shh." Chuzheng gestured for Ying Xiang to be quiet.
Ying Xiang quickly nodded, and Chuzheng let go as Ying Xiang asked in a lowered voice, nervously, "Miss? What’s wrong?"
"Watch here; I’ll check over there."
"Oh, oh, oh."
Ying Xiang obediently watched over, while Chuzheng proceeded to enter the room ahead.
The corridor was relatively secluded, and there was not much foot traffic, though sounds could be heard.
Ying Xiang stood still, only now beginning to feel nervous.
What did the Miss go to do?
"Miss Ying Xiang."
A voice came from behind, startling Ying Xiang. Turning around, she recognized the person, "Young Master Shi Yi, it’s you." Why hasn’t the Miss returned yet!
Shi Yi frowned slightly, "What are you standing there for? Where is your Miss?"
"Uh... the Miss, she..."
Ying Xiang hesitated on whether to tell Shi Yi, struggling to form her words.
As Ying Xiang struggled, Shi Yi heard a loud ’clang’ sound, prompting Ying Xiang to instinctively look in that direction.
Could something have happened to the Miss!!
Shi Yi moved quickly, heading in that direction at once.
Ying Xiang, worried, hurriedly caught up to him.
Shi Yi opened the door, expecting a scene of Chuzheng being harmed but instead seeing soldiers being stepped on by the girl.
Shi Yi: "..."
Was it his way of opening the door that was wrong?
Ying Xiang: "..."
Surely it must be her way of opening the door that’s wrong.
These are people sent by the palace, what is the Miss doing!
Shi Yi flicked his sword to send Ying Xiang into the room, closing the door in the process.
"Miss Yann, what are you doing?" Shi Yi had been instructed by Yann Qin to check on her to prevent any mishaps, but he hadn’t expected to witness such a scene.
Could this be described as a mishap?
This was clearly creating trouble!
Chuzheng knew it was Shi Yi and Ying Xiang who had come, so she maintained her overpowering stance with her foot on the opponent.
Upon hearing Shi Yi’s question, she retracted her foot, kicking the item by her foot towards Shi Yi.
A bright yellow color slid past Shi Yi’s eyes, embroidered with a finely crafted dragon...
It’s the Dragon Robe!
Shi Yi’s expression shifted slightly: "Where did it come from?"
If this item was found, none in the Yann Residence could escape implication.
Could Yann Qin truly be planning a rebellion?
"You should ask them." Chuzheng kicked the person on the floor again, who cried out in pain.
Shi Yi’s gaze fell on the person on the floor; if not from Yann Qin, then these people brought it in to frame him.
Shi Yi calmed down, picking up the item on the ground, "Hide it first. Did any of them escape?"
Regardless of who brought it, if seen by others, it would be hard to explain.
Especially now, with the Emperor already harboring thoughts of eliminating Yann Qin...
"Hmm." With the big shot taking action, nobody would escape!
Shi Yi nodded, scanning the room filled with shelves holding books or vases.
However, there was nowhere to hide items here.
"Has this side been searched?"
"Probably not."
"Check it out..."
Suddenly, voices sounded outside, making Shi Yi anxious as he glanced out.
"You guys exit through the window first, and I’ll..." The word ’handle’ couldn’t be said because Shi Yi noticed Chuzheng opening a shelf, revealing a hidden space.
Chuzheng bent down, grabbing one person with each hand, and dragged them inside.
Shi Yi, unable to think of anything else, quickly dragged the Dragon Robe and the remaining person inside.
Ying Xiang, lacking strength, only managed to drag one person’s foot inside, trembling nearly to the point of tears.
The secret chamber wasn’t large, filled with valuable items likely stored for safekeeping.
Yann Qin, ever protective of his sister, hadn’t hidden the secret chamber from the original owner, thus she knew the room had one.
The secret chamber was silent, impossible to clearly hear any movement outside, just faint noises like mice scurrying around.
Soon, even the faint scurrying disappeared.
In the chamber, Chuzheng leaned against the wall, arms crossed, staring at the tense male figure standing in the center.
Shi Yi turned to meet her gaze, slightly startled, feeling awkward, and unsure where to look.
"What... what should we do now?" A frightened Ying Xiang timidly raised her hand.
Chuzheng turned to look at her.
Ying Xiang: "..."
Why does it feel like the Miss is annoyed with her?
But she didn’t scream just now!!
She thought she did okay!!
Chuzheng was annoyed by Ying Xiang being a third wheel but not her combat prowess—she didn’t have much to begin with.
Shi Yi redirected his gaze, pointing at the people on the floor: "They can’t go missing here, or people outside will notice."
"Then what do we do..." Ying Xiang added softly.
Shi Yi frowned, pondering a solution.
They couldn’t disappear here, nor could they be set free...
While Shi Yi was still thinking, Chuzheng took out a stack of silver notes, squatting in front of one.
"I have these silver notes. Just tell me who ordered you to do this, and they’ll be yours."
Shi Yi: "..."
The people on the floor, still conscious, clearly saw the ’small’ stack in Chuzheng’s hands.
It wasn’t a small stack; even if they were of the lowest denomination, it was still a substantial sum.
Someone swallowed, a greedy look flashing in their eyes...
But no one spoke, their gazes shifting amongst each other, none willing to speak first.
"Do you want money, or your lives?"