92 Next Move

House arrest. 

With just one swift command from Noble Consort Li, Yuyang Palace had gone from his place of residence to a prison that kept him trapped within its high walls. But this was a far better outcome than Yan Zheyun had anticipated. Better than being sent to the Department of Careful Punishment, at least. 

Still, the uncertainty of his fate made him pace in a circle around his main chamber like a restless, lone tiger as he waited for the return of his servants. Both Xiao De and Qiu Ji weren't as lucky as he was. Worrying was futile, however. There was little he could do at this point apart from cross his fingers and hope that Liu Suzhi's reputation would hold the interrogators at bay when they questioned his godson.