Ever since crossing paths with the Grand Preceptor of the Yue Kingdom, Moxun had been plagued by sleepless nights, her rest deeply troubled. Yet, after encountering this silk tree, her insomnia inexplicably vanished.
Shen Wei didn't press further—the world was full of eccentric people, each with their own peculiar habits.
Shen Wei took Moxun along and discreetly made their way to the Ye Ting, the place where palace servants who had erred were sent to labor.
Inside a secluded storage room, Cai Ping unrolled two straw mats, revealing two horrifically mutilated corpses.
Moxun covered her face with a handkerchief soaked in white vinegar, donned gloves made from sheep intestines, and picked up a small knife. As she examined the bodies, she muttered, "I'm a royal physician, not a coroner. My interest in dissecting corpses isn't particularly strong. Next time there's such an opportunity, Consort Chen should summon an actual coroner."
