Da Xingguo tucked his hands into his sleeves and lowered his head. "May I ask what His Majesty wishes to know?"
"It's just..." Emperor Xizong hesitated. "Could Prince Wei's outrageous behavior tonight have been someone's doing behind the scenes?"
"Based on the intelligence we have, there are no signs that Prince Wei was coerced by anyone. The guards stationed around Taihe Hall were also his trusted men. They brought this fate upon themselves," Da Xingguo said, before abruptly changing course. "Only..."
"Only what?" Emperor Xizong hurriedly asked.
"Only, there may not be no suspicious points in this whole matter. First, no matter how absurd Prince Wei usually was, barging into the Empress's bedchamber in the middle of the night was far too irrational. Someone may have been fanning the flames behind the scenes. Second, looking back, there were simply too many coincidences..." Da Xingguo left one thing unsaid: if Prince Wei had not died, asking him would have let the truth come to light. But he knew his master's temperament well. He was weak-willed yet irascible, stubborn and self-opinionated, unable to tolerate being questioned. There was no need to risk offending him over a dead prince.
Emperor Xizong nodded. "Very well. Leave this matter to Huan Yi Yuan. You must thoroughly investigate whether anyone was pulling strings behind the scenes!"
"Your servant accepts the decree!"
At that moment, the few people in Taihe Hall discussed ways to rescue them, but each proposal was rejected for one reason or another. In the end, they still failed to settle on a perfect plan.
"There's no need to rush this. After what happened tonight, security in the imperial palace will surely be at its tightest. There's no reason for us to act now," Song Qingshu said.
The Yellow-robed Woman nodded. "It would