Yue Lian flipped through her previous keepsakes and hastily wrote a letter by night, which she entrusted to the old steward to deliver to that long-retired 'beauty Doctor'.
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Originally, the men sent out by Wang Jingzhi should have returned to Yangzhou Prefecture today with the body of Wang Weiran, along with Wang Yun, but there was no sign of them even as noon approached.
Wang Jingzhi had spent the entire morning waiting with Chu Yihan, his back drenched in cold sweat. Standing before Chu Yihan, he bowed respectfully and said, "Emperor, it's already noon. Perhaps you should have your lunch first. Maybe they encountered some trouble while exhuming the grave, which has caused the delay."
Logically, they should have returned by now!
Chu Yihan's expression was stern, his voice deep, "Send someone to find out what happened."
Wang Jingzhi's body trembled, "Yes... I will go immediately, Your Majesty!"
He hurried out, daring not to delay a moment longer.
