CHAPTER 2233: CHAPTER 2233: IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK?

And now, what is to be done, to continue letting the Eighth Prince enjoy his stay in the dungeon?

But to be with a prince whose spiritual power has been crippled, it’s truly an immense pressure on him!

Could you please ask His Majesty to move the person to the Eighth Prince’s Mansion? It would be acceptable even if the palace guards surrounded the mansion so tightly that not even water could leak through!

"Your Majesty, about the matter of the Eighth Prince..."

"Isn’t he well situated in the dungeon? He wishes to return to the mansion without having reflected upon his actions? Tell him, even if he were to have his hands and feet cut off, not just his spiritual power crippled, he must continue to stay in the dungeon!"

Emperor Ziyan was furious and shouted at the minister.

"Yes, yes, your subordinate will obey the command."

The minister was terrified, responding repeatedly with utmost fear.

Who dares to linger any longer? He immediately retreated and left the imperial study, hurrying straight to his own dungeon.

"Hmph!"

Emperor Ziyan snorted coldly.

"He’s certainly grown capable, to even cripple his own spiritual power!"

This move, it has indeed been thorough, even capable of deceiving the palace’s imperial physicians. This indicates that some drug must have been used.

Willing to poison himself to leave the dungeon, what would he not dare to do?

"Your Majesty, could it be that someone else ruined the Eighth Prince’s spiritual power?" the Chief Steward quietly reminded.

But thinking it over, it felt incorrect.

In the dungeon, where nothing else happened, only Yin Lvqing, the Eighth Prince’s spiritual power was crippled?

Who would believe it if it were spoken aloud?

Even I, the Chief Steward, do not believe that someone could break into the dungeon and cripple Yin Lvqing’s spiritual power.

Even if it was someone else, why would they do such a thing?

Bearing a grudge against Yin Lvqing?

But if there were a grudge, they shouldn’t have just crippled Yin Lvqing’s spiritual power.

To be able to enter the dungeon unnoticed implies their formidable skills; why stop at crippling the spiritual power, when they could easily take a life?

Therefore, he was not at all surprised that Emperor Ziyan remained unmoved after hearing the news.

Because even he, the Chief Steward, believes it was Yin Lvqing’s intentional doing.

"Is that what you think?"

Emperor Ziyan’s gaze swept over the Chief Steward with an icy tone that couldn’t be colder.

"Uh."

The Chief Steward choked on his words and dared not say anything more.

"Keep a close watch on Yin Lvqing for me. Report immediately at any sign of activity," he commanded.

If Yin Lvqing realizes his mistake and comes forward to apologize to him, his father, maybe then he could consider forgiving him.

But now? Not only is he continuing to send people to search the imperial tomb, but he’s also using poison to harm his own body, pretending to be crippled by someone else, trying to escape punishment.

Could it be that easy?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Chief Steward responded and then exited the imperial study.

...

Inside the dungeon.

When the minister returned, Yin Lvqing’s eyes brimming with hope, he stared at him intently.

"How did it go, what did Father Emperor say?"

At this moment, he was desperately wanting to leave this ghastly place.

Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang were right by his side; there was no assurance that they wouldn’t attack him at any moment.

This dungeon, with so many guards, is no different from having none at all.

Lin Caisang is a pharmacist, after all, and moving freely in and out of the dungeon is just a matter of using some medicine.

He now finds himself in a passive situation, unaware of what Sui Zimo has discovered so far.

Therefore, he must get out. Only by leaving the dungeon can he turn the tables from passivity to proactivity.