“Can you get to the point? Who wants to hear about how many girls you met along the way? Whos teaching you? I want to visit the genius that can teach someone to be like this.” 

Jiang Enhes face immediately flushed, and he stammered, “I…… I was just about to get to it. Dont rush me!”

Song Xian couldnt resist the urge to roll his eyes.

Although Jiang Enhe had said that he would immediately get to the point, he babbled on for a quarter of an hour before getting to Xiangguo Temple.

Jiang Enhe remarked, “I didnt see Master Gengxue.” 

Song Xian nearly spat out a mouthful of water. Sui Yan also glanced at Jiang Enhe speechlessly as he quietly said, “Are you playing with us?”

Jiang Enhes face was flushed. He glared at both of them before conspiratorially whispering to Sui Yan, “But I saw the Second Prince.”

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment before his enthusiasm was renewed.

The culprit who had poisoned Duan Mingchong in his previous life was the Second Prince, Duan Ruwang. 

Jiang Enhe glanced outside, pulled his stool closer to Sui Yan, and lowered his voice, “Its not unusual for the Second Prince to show up in Xiangguo Temple since everyone in the capital wants to use this opportunity to get acquainted with Master Gengxue. Its just that I found out that the person he met with was another Master from Xiangguo Temple who had previously stayed in the palace for some time.”

Sui Yans eyes twitched, “Did you hear what they were saying?”

Jiang Enhe answered, “How could I? I was lost, and I had been wandering around Xiangguo Temple. When I saw those two acting mysteriously, how could I have dared to approach? I immediately slipped away.”

Sui Yan said, “Aiyah,” hating iron for not becoming steel, “Then what do I need you for?” 

Jiang Enhe glared at him. He thought for a bit, unresigned, before he added, “But just before I left, I caught a glimpse of the Master giving something to the Second Prince. It was a small square paper bag. I didnt know what was inside.”

Sui Yans breathing paused.

Stigma was a secret palace medicine. Even princes and key ministers usually wouldnt be able to come into contact with any. If the Second Prince intended to use Stigma to murder Duan Mingchong, then what he asked the Master from Xiangguo Temple for might have been its medicinal powder.

Stigma was colorless and tasteless. Its toxicity was similar to that of a famed poisoned wine. Stigma was valuable because the Emperor granted it to those who committed serious crimes. Once they drank it and died, it meant that they bore the stigma of committing a great evil against the royal family. 

Duan Mingchong grew up in the East Palace and had been brought up by the Emperor. The Emperor would be merciless against whoever murdered the heir he had personally raised with a glass of Stigma.

Thus, after the Crown Prince had been poisoned by a glass of Stigma in his past life, the Emperor had been so furious that he wanted Duan Zhisu to be buried along with his heir. If it had been another poison, the Emperor might have spared Duan Zhisus life.

After Sui Yan thought things through, he felt that the Second Prince was shrewd. He used a single move to kill the two princes most likely to inherit the throne and smoothly raised himself above the rest.

Sui Yan took a deep breath, looked down at the begonia embroidery on the small hand warmer in his arms, lost in thought. 

Then……in the Third Princes Manor, who could secretly poison Duan Mingchong?

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