That evening, Lin Mei began her investigation. The palace was alive with rumors, and whispers of noble discontent reached her ears like threads in a web. She sought out Lady Xue, a minor noblewoman known for her sharp wit and loose tongue. If anyone knew what was happening behind the scenes, it was her.
Lin Mei found Lady Xue in the gardens, reclining on a bench with a glass of wine. She approached casually, her movements unhurried. "Lady Xue, enjoying the evening air?"
Lady Xue looked up, smirking. "Ah, Lady Lin. Come to share the latest scandal?"
"Perhaps," Lin Mei replied with a smile. "Or perhaps I'm here to learn from the expert."
Lady Xue laughed, clearly flattered. "What is it you wish to know?"
Lin Mei's tone shifted subtly, becoming more serious. "There are rumors about certain nobles funding… less savory activities. Surely you've heard something."
Lady Xue hesitated, her gaze flickering. "Rumors are dangerous things, Lady Lin. They can burn even those who carry them."
"True," Lin Mei agreed. "But silence can burn even faster when the emperor is involved. I'm not here to accuse you, Lady Xue. I'm here because I value your insight. Who would dare fund a rebellion under His Majesty's nose?"
Lady Xue sipped her wine, considering her response. Finally, she spoke, her voice low. "There is talk of Lord Feng's circle. They've been… unusually active. Hosting private gatherings. Bringing in goods under strange pretenses."
Lin Mei nodded, her mind already racing. "Thank you, Lady Xue. Your discretion will be remembered."
As Lin Mei left the gardens, her resolve hardened. If Lord Feng was involved, she would uncover the truth and the emperor would ensure justice.