Without the Emperor’s annoying son snatching at her food, Dowager Empress Zhuang was eating happily.
After the meal, Gu Jiao took out the tassel and asked, "Granny, have you seen anyone wear this tassel before?"
Dowager Empress Zhuang frowned at the tassel, "Such an ugly tassel, never seen it before!"
It was not ugly, Gu Jiao thought.
"Wait a minute, I think I may have seen it." Dowager Empress Zhuang, looking up at the sky, tried to remember but then shrugged, "I can’t remember."
Great, the clue she just got was cut off abruptly.
"Where did you get this tassel?" Dowager Empress Zhuang asked.
"I found it." Gu Jiao said impassively, "This tassel might have something to do with the assassin who tried to kill His Majesty."
"Hmph." Dowager Empress Zhuang snorted unwillingly, showing her displeasure, "Can’t even bother to murder someone cleanly!"
Gu Jiao:"..."
Gu Jiao went to the Bee Garden again in the afternoon but still didn’t find anything.
As dusk fell, she left the Imperial Palace.
She carried a small basket on her back and walked alone in the bustling avenue. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Her mind was still wracking about the murderer. Suddenly, she heard the sound of fighting from the alley and gave it a casual glance.
A group of burly men was beating up a thin and tall man.
The man was clinging to something in his arms and refrained from letting go even under severe beating.
Gu Jiao walked over, grabbed one of the burly men, and quickly knocked several down.
Seeing they were no match for Gu Jiao, the remaining men ran away in a panic.
Gu Jiao squatted down next to the man. Not knowing what was happening, the man prepared for another round of attacks. He covered his head with one hand and held the package in his arms with the other.
Gu Jiao gently poked his shoulder with her lean finger, "It’s me."
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