Chapter 107

"Something is missing..." The words of the Imperial Noble Consort circled in my head, buzzing like a fly. I stared at the clutter of letters, ledgers, and those bizarre drawings Xiaotao had made on the table, feeling as though my brain might explode. It felt like reaching the end of a murder mystery game where the host announces, "The killer is among you," and everyone just stares at each other, completely bewildered. Everyone knew Old Thief Wei wanted to usurp the throne, but we had never found concrete proof of how he was colluding with foreign forces. These clues were like puzzle pieces scattered across the floor—dazzling to look at, yet impossible to assemble into a coherent picture.