The sleeping quarters, study, Martial Arts Arena, ancestral hall, flower garden, quiet rooms, and even some hidden chambers...
Divine Soul flowed back and forth like water.
They said, "Where you live shapes your temperament, and what you nourish shapes your body." The reverse was also true: people influenced the places they lived.
Observing this palace so closely was another way of understanding Jiang Wuqi.
The brightness of the past and the sorrow of today both hinged on one person.
One person, one lifetime, one wisp of vital spirit.
Jiang Wang observed with great care. A peerless figure like Jiang Wuqi, who aspired to achieve True Insight in a single step, was bound to have a unique understanding of the world. Those views might not be unified, but they were certainly worth learning about.
As the saying went, "When you see the worthy, strive to be their equal; when you see the unworthy, look within yourself."
The process of understanding Jiang Wuqi better was also a process of self-reflection.
With the help of the Red Makeup Mirror, Jiang Wang had missed almost no detail.
He had seen plenty of information worth noting, but no matter how hard he looked, he could not find anything that might be related to the Assassination Case of Imperial Concubine Lei.
Watching the two Green Badge Constables still bustling about before him, Jiang Wang swallowed a sigh.
He understood there was another possibility: perhaps he had already seen the relevant clues, but did not know they were connected to the Assassination Case of Imperial Concubine Lei.
After all, all he knew about that major case from the 38th Year of Yuanfeng was a few scraps of information.
Who was involved, who had been the chief suspect at the time, and why it had ultimately become a