"Your Highness, this was intercepted again outside Zhao Huaian's courtyard!" Ye Bai said, handing a letter to Jun Hui.

Jun Hui, his face grim, took it and opened it. It spoke of illicit salt.

"Bang!" Jun Hui slammed his palm onto the table.

"No wonder! We had just discussed pushing the blame, and before we even acted, the Yu Family had already made their move! Zhao Huaian deserves to die!"

Ye Bai asked, "Does your subordinate need to take care of him, Your Highness?"

Jun Hui was silent for a moment, then said, "Do it cleanly. Bring Su Yue out; her handwriting is of great use."

"Your Highness, Su Yue... has already been beaten to death by the House of Zhao," Ye Bai replied.

Jun Hui's expression grew even darker. Zhao Huaian truly handles matters thoroughly!

"Act tonight. Leave no one from the House of Zhao alive!"

"Yes!" Ye Bai acknowledged the order and departed.

That night, the three members of the Zhao family were deep in a peaceful dream.

Several dark figures appeared in the Zhao residence's courtyard. The Zhao mother and daughter didn't even make a sound before their heads were separated from their bodies.

Zhao Huaian was jolted awake again by that dream. In it, a woman with a face covered in blood, crying tears of blood to the heavens, shrieked: "Zhao Huaian! Su Yue! Jun Hui! Even as a ghost, I, Su Li, will not let you go!"

Su Li! She said her name was Su Li!

Was she Su Yue's legitimate elder sister? Was she that woman, lofty and beautiful as a celestial being?

Zhao Huaian's heart was filled with terror as he gasped for air.

He then saw dark figures flickering outside.

"Who's there!"

"Zhao Huaian, His Highness sent me to send you on your way." The black-clad figure's voice was like a phantom's.

Zhao Huaian started in surprise, hastily scrambled up, trying to escape.

"Don't bother looking, you won't escape today!"

Zhao Huaian cried out in terror, "His Highness? Is it the Sixth Prince?"

He had also recently noticed that Jun Hui seemed to suspect something, but he hadn't done anything, so why was he being groundlessly suspicious?

"I am utterly loyal to the Sixth Prince, why is His Highness doing this! I demand to see His Highness!!"

The black-clad figure sneered, "Hmph! You know what you've done yourself! Enough talk, hand over your life!"

Zhao Huaian's eyes widened in terror, and he frantically ran towards the door.

His hand had just touched the door when his body was pierced through by a sword.

Zhao Huaian let out a muffled groan, lowered his head to glance at the sword tip protruding from his chest, and slowly collapsed to the ground, his eyes still wide open, filled with incomprehension and unwillingness, before he gradually lost all breath.

The Zhao residence's courtyard soon burst into a massive fire, its flames illuminating half the sky.

The surrounding common folk were jolted awake from their dreams and rushed over with buckets to help put out the fire. Although the Zhao family wasn't particularly good people, one couldn't just stand by and watch them die.

But the fire was simply too large. By the time it was extinguished, the Zhao residence's courtyard had been completely burned down.

By the time the officials from the Yamen arrived, after a search and rescue effort, they carried out three charred bodies, their faces unrecognizable.

The common folk sighed with regret.

The authorities publicly concluded that the fire was caused by the Zhao family accidentally knocking over an oil lamp, admonishing the common folk to be extremely careful with fire.

The next day, as Su Li was helping Mother Su fold the little one's clothes and cloth dolls, Wang Xia led Jun Mo in.

"Ziyan is here?" Mother Su chuckled.

Jun Mo nodded, smiling as he greeted, "Aunt."

Seeing that he seemed to have something to tell her, Su Li rose and said, "Mother, I'll return to my courtyard first."

Mother Su nodded, busy with her work, saying, "Alright, don't forget to have Ziyan stay for a meal. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some dishes you both enjoy."

"Then many thanks, Aunt. Ziyan will take his leave with Li'er for now."

"Go on."

The two returned to Su Li's courtyard, where Su Li personally poured him tea.

She asked, "Ziyan, do you have something to tell me?"

"Li'er, I'm here to bring you good news." Jun Mo picked up the tea and took a sip, his voice soft and pleasant.

Su Li looked at him, puzzled.

Jun Mo smiled. "It seems Li'er doesn't know about the House of Zhao yet."

"The House of Zhao? What happened?"

She hadn't gone out today, so she truly didn't know.

Looking at Jun Mo's relaxed expression, she guessed, "Could it be that the letters I forged have taken effect?"

Jun Mo's lips curved slightly. "Li'er is truly clever; you guessed it right in one go."

"What happened to the House of Zhao?" Su Li urgently asked.

"Last night, all three members of the Zhao family perished in a sea of flames. It should have been Jun Hui's doing."

Su Li froze, asking, "They're all dead?"

Jun Mo nodded, his long, clean fingers tapping the teacup.

Su Li suddenly smiled, her exquisite face radiating brilliance like a luminous pearl.

"It's good that they're dead. Finally, one matter is concluded." Her voice was like celestial music, yet it seemed to float among the clouds, ethereal and faint.

Next up is Jun Hui!

Just then, a wisp of floral fragrance drifted in from outside the window, with pear blossom petals carried in by the wind.

Su Li rose and walked outside.

Outside the courtyard, she saw pear blossoms clustered in profusion on the branches, with an occasional tender yellow leaf peeking out from among the white flowers.

Jun Mo followed her out and saw several pear blossoms drifting down in the rustling wind, pure white and not clinging to her clothes. She stood beneath the tree, head tilted back, a smile playing on her lips.

Su Li was about to pluck a branch to take back and place in a vase when she felt her waist tighten, and a warm body pressed against her back.

"Li'er, in just two months, it will be your Hairpinning Ceremony. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Protectorate Temple to ask my martial uncle to calculate an auspicious date, alright?"

His voice was warm and captivating. Su Li turned her head to see his clear eyes and handsome brows, brimming with tenderness.

Su Li nodded. "Mm."

As soon as her words fell, she distinctly felt the hand around her waist tighten slightly.

The two stood beneath the tree for a while before Su Li struggled to extricate herself from his embrace, saying, "This is in the courtyard. It wouldn't look good if the maids came in and saw us later."

Jun Mo chuckled, "Li'er, we're almost married, what's there to be afraid of?"

Though he said this, he knew she was thin-skinned, so he still let her go.

Su Li stood on tiptoe to reach for a pear blossom branch.

Suddenly, a hand reached over her head, easily breaking off a branch and handing it to her.

Su Li took the floral branch and walked inside, Jun Mo following behind her.

After arranging the flowers, she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Jun Mo, who was seated at the table.

"How are your personal relations with Marquis Wuyang?"

Jun Mo looked at her, puzzled, and replied, "My relationship with Ji Huaizhou is quite good. Why do you ask, Li'er?"

Su Li continued to ask, "That day, I observed Marquis Wuyang's complexion, and he seemed slightly unwell."

Jun Mo frowned. "Did he? I saw Marquis Wuyang, and his aura was like a rainbow; he seemed perfectly healthy."

But considering Su Li's medical skills, perhaps she could detect illnesses that ordinary people couldn't see. In truth, Su Li herself hadn't seen anything conclusive; it was just that in her previous life, Marquis Wuyang had suddenly passed away, and she felt there was a hidden agenda, which prompted her to say this.

"In that case, come to the Jing Royal Estate tomorrow. After my morning court, I'll have Ji Huaizhou visit your residence."

Marquis Wuyang cannot befall any harm. Leaving aside other matters, simply based on his relationship with Ji Huaizhou, since he now knows, he cannot stand idly by.

Su Li nodded. "If I'm mistaken, that would naturally be for the best. If not, then the sooner it's discovered, the sooner it can be treated."

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