Could His Highness the Crown Prince be planning something again?
The steward opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He would take the gamble.
Talking too much might only get him killed faster.
So, while His Highness the Crown Prince stood motionless, the steward did not move either.
Under the crushing pressure of his presence, no one nearby dared make a careless move.
After ordering his subordinates to keep the two assassins alive for the time being, Chu Xuanzhen stood rooted to the spot for a full half an incense stick's time. No one knew why.
Only he knew that he was listening...
Listening to that little liar's thoughts.
Nothing. In the past, even when they were some distance apart, he could still catch a few words if he listened closely.
Yet despite standing in the Imperial Medical Bureau for so long, he had not heard so much as a whisper of those thoughts.
Just as everyone was about to reach their limit, Chu Xuanzhen turned and left the Imperial Medical Bureau.
He headed straight for the Ministry of Justice.
Once he left, everyone in the Imperial Medical Bureau heaved a great sigh of relief. The steward who had faced the Crown Prince directly was especially shaken, barely able to stand. Fortunately, a servant beside him steadied him, preventing a minor accident.
Meanwhile, Shen Yangge was teaching the little brat what to do next: hide under the bed if anyone came, and leave the room to find somewhere to hide when everyone was called to assemble, lest the people from the Ministry of Justice find him.
The little brat nodded throughout, not daring to object. He feared that this older boy, who was about his own age, would reward him with a few knocks on the head.
"You understood everything,