Long Time No See, Lady Zhao

As ruler and subject spoke, Lin Heng had already vanished from sight.

The focus of their conversation shifted from the Zhao mother and daughter to the other great families.

The scourge of Hedong had always been a malignant tumor. The loose ends left unclear during the former dynasty—Jiang Jingyi was determined to get to the bottom of them.

Murong Ziyan's expression turned exceptionally grave. After thirty years of investigation, the thread they had traced so far had, in the closest lead, even involved a certain "king."

The Yan King of Mountain Settlement in the Eastern Continent, Jiang Ziyou.

Back then, when Zhao Wanqing had been ambushed on her way home, it had been this man's handiwork.

Yet there were oddities within it. As an idle prince in the Eastern Continent, why would he, for no reason, send men on a long trek to the Western Continent to ambush the Zhao family?

Even if he had sent his personal guards, there had been no reason to carry such an obvious "King's Token," right? If the matter were exposed, would that not bring trouble down on his own head?

A king had gone to kill an ordinary person with little connection to him, yet among the black-clad men he had sent, not one had been a proper expert, and all of them had been killed in return.

This seemed more like a conspiracy that had drawn legs on a snake.

Jiang Jingyi had held down her patience and made no move all this time precisely because she could not figure out this point. The "King's Token" could not be forged, and no one could forge it.

There must be a great conspiracy hidden inside this. Why are they so terrified of the Zhao family's ancestors going to Hedong Land?

*This emperor merely