The Beili Emperor had always been vigilant. 'A mind that deep and calculating would not have come to Beili without a plan,' he mused.
"Your son obeys."
"Even though the city gates are open, the secret searches must be intensified. A thief who can spirit away everything from Consort Yuan's palace without anyone knowing… I fear he will make other moves in the future. I will not know a moment's peace until he is caught." The Beili Emperor massaged his temples. He hadn't slept well in half a month.
Even after doubling the elite Hidden Guards assigned to protect him, he was still on edge.
"Your son will ensure the tightest security."
Sang Yan knew about the incident at Consort Yuan's palace. He had gone to see it himself; even now, the palace remained utterly bare.
Lately, Consort Yuan wore only a single hairpin in her hair, looking very plain.
It seemed that even the clothes in her wardrobe had been taken.
