In the afternoon, a sudden downpour began.
Chen Mi led Jiang Qingli down the corridor, stopping at the study door.
The study was secured with the latest iris scanner. Jiang Qingli figured Xie Youchen had already registered her information, so she leaned in close.
As expected, the door opened with a soft BEEP.
"Miss Jiang, the Marshal will be back from the palace shortly. Please wait a moment." Chen Mi stood discreetly at the door without entering. "Would you like anything to drink? I can go prepare it."
"Just some warm water is fine," Jiang Qingli said, then asked, "Why did His Majesty summon him so suddenly? What's it about?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know either." Chen Mi smiled. Just then, he received a call and excused himself.
Jiang Qingli felt the bullet in her pocket—the one she had removed from Yuan Shiyao's body.
She had looked up its specifications this morning but couldn't find an exact match, which was why she had come to the Xie Family's residence.
