Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 78 - Zuichun Building Was Burned Down

Thinking of something, Boss Wang got up, asked his employees to go home and rest, then dragged his tired body towards the Prince Qiu Residence.

In the dead of night, he didn’t dare to alarm anyone, so he used the secret signal that the master had taught him before at the back door.

Soon after, a Hidden Guard came out and brought him inside.

Qi Yu had been taking her medicine and had gone to sleep early these past few days.

But now, she was awakened by the thick brocade quilt covering her.

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In the darkness, she opened her eyes, took a breath, and pulled the quilt down a little.

If this continued, she might suffocate to death this winter.

Qi Yu was irritated at being woken by the heat, she shuffled to the side several times but didn’t find that warm embrace and paused in confusion.

Sitting up, she reached to the side and found the space beside her in the quilt empty.

In the middle of the night, he couldn’t possibly have gone out to meet someone behind her back, could he?

Touching her chin, Qi Yu dressed herself and slowly climbed out of the warm bed.

Approaching the end of the year, the snow in the capital city was getting heavier, and the nighttime temperature was much lower than during the day, chilling to the bone with each gust of wind.

Drawing her fox fur coat tighter around her, she walked slowly toward the study through the blizzard.

The idea of her man with someone else was of course impossible; Li Mingjue was undoubtedly still in his study at this hour.

She had spoken to him about it just a few days before—not to address matters in the middle of the night when it was freezing.

Moreover, his body had been weakened by poison before, and it wasn’t simple to recover.

She had worked hard to administer acupuncture every night, yet he often stayed up late behind her back.

“To stay awake so late at night, are you trying to…” Qi Yu pushed the door open, ready to scold, but she stopped mid-sentence when she saw the grimy figure of Boss Wang and was at a loss for words.

The person in front of her was no longer the collected individual she knew.

He looked as if he had been through a fire from head to toe, and his clothes were torn and tattered.

“Boss Wang, were you robbed?”

Struggling to find the right words, Qi Yu finally managed to come up with that question.

With tears wiping away, Boss Wang said in agony, “Princess, you don’t know, Zuichun Building was set on fire tonight!”

Qi Yu was so shocked that her pupils dilated.

A thriving Zuichun Building, just gone like that?

Li Mingjue hadn’t expected her sudden appearance and briefly scanned her adequately thick clothes without comment.

He led her into the study and closed the door securely.

“What brings you here all of a sudden?”

Tonight, he’d personally watched her take her medicine; she should be sleeping soundly at this time.

Qi Yu glared at him and decided to settle the matter of her being smothered later.

She turned to the shopkeeper Wang, “Did you catch anyone?”

Shopkeeper Wang shook his head, “At that time, we only focused on putting out the fire, not on whether anyone was there.”

That made sense.

Discovering the fire, he must have been too panicked to pay attention to whether there were any suspicious people around.

Li Mingjue had wanted to understand more about the incident, but it really wasn’t convenient at this late hour.

Moreover, he was worried about Qi Yu’s illness and didn’t want her to stay up all night.

“Let’s rest for tonight, we can discuss any matters tomorrow,” he summoned Shiqi and asked him to go to the scene to look for any clues.

He also instructed the servants on night duty in the residence to arrange a room for shopkeeper Wang.

After shopkeeper Wang left with many words of thanks, Li Mingjue led his people back to their room.

Lying in bed, Qi Yu tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and couldn’t help but poke Li Mingjue, “Do you think the fire at Zuichun Building could be related to Li Ming’an?”

Li Mingjue captured her hand back under the quilt and said indifferently, “Perhaps.”

Qi Yu was dissatisfied with his evasiveness; the man clearly knew the answer but insisted on being mysterious.

But with her hand tightly held, she couldn’t move it, so she could only continue her verbal onslaught, “If it really was Li Ming’an, does that mean he’s found out that the hidden owner behind Zuichun Building is you?”

Seeing that she was determined to get to the bottom of it, Li Mingjue sighed and said, “Even if he has found out, it doesn’t matter.

He had someone set fire to it simply because he didn’t want Zuichun Building to continue making a profit.”

Qi Yu, lulled by his deep voice, yawned and struggled to say, “He just lost millions of silver, and can’t find Song Ling, who could betray him at any moment.

Isn’t he anxious?”

As long as this matter remained a secret, Li Ming’an’s dangling heart wouldn’t be able to settle.

But for the life of him, he couldn’t know that the silver was placed somewhere he would never find.

Last time, she had deliberately leaked some information to Qi Anran, who must have told Li Ming’an right away.

But imperial guards digging three feet into the ground couldn’t find the person, and even if Li Ming’an was certain the person was in Prince Qiu Residence, he wouldn’t dare to bring it up again rashly.

“Alright, let’s sleep,” Li Mingjue patted her back.

Qi Yu’s eyelids grew heavier, and she soon fell asleep.

In Prince An Residence, Li Ming’an hadn’t slept all night.

Only after receiving the news from Zuichun Building did a smile appear on his tired face.

“This prince is curious to see how Li Mingjue will continue to accumulate wealth!”

Li Ming’an laughed out loud, a trace of ruthlessness flashing through his eyes.

The loss from Zuichun Building was nothing compared to what he’d lost, but he was nonetheless pleased to deal Li Mingjue a blow.

He looked at Heifeng and asked with a frown, “Has the silver really disappeared?”

It was millions in real silver and gold; even for Li Mingjue, hiding it wouldn’t have been easy.

Yet, it was as if the silver had vanished into thin air—no matter how much he investigated, there wasn’t the slightest trace.

Furthermore, even Song Ling, a living person, couldn’t be found to this day.

Heifeng spoke in a low voice, “I’ve been inquiring around Prince Qiu Residence these past few days, and there hasn’t been a whisper about the silver.”

Li Ming’an gazed at him intently, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he asked, “Are you sure Li Mingjue took the silver away?”

Heifeng, sensing the implication in his words, darkened in complexion and fixed a fierce stare on him, “At this point, Your Highness still thinks I’ve hidden the silver?”

Li Ming’an was startled by the ferocity in his gaze and looked away, feigning ease as he said, “How could that be?

The prince is merely curious where such a large sum of silver could possibly be hidden.”