It was well past midnight, so Qiaomu prepared two light side dishes and a bowl of noodles for Mo Lian.
The pitiful Crown Prince Mo, having been busy all night, was already extremely impatient.
Actually, he wasn't hungry at all, but he just wanted to act cute for his little wife, wanting to see her doting and heartbroken expression.
"Qiaoqiao, Father is so annoying," the Crown Prince couldn't help but complain. "He wants me to personally go to the East Street market to inspect it again tomorrow."
Qiaomu raised an eyebrow slightly, "Did something happen to the people who were caught?"
"They all spontaneously combusted," the Crown Prince pouted, his face full of disdain. "After receiving the notice from the Minister of Dali Temple, Father dragged me over. When we got to the dungeon, we just happened to see the other three special ability users also start to spontaneously combust."
"Not only did it throw the dungeon into chaos, but a few prisoners almost escaped because of it."
Qiaomu couldn't help but frown, "Why would they spontaneously combust?"
"Do their special abilities also have a fire attribute?" Qiaomu asked curiously.
Mo Lian shook his head, "Not that we know of. But we haven't detected what's going on yet."
"It must be related to some drug," Qiaomu instinctively concluded.
The Crown Prince Mo nodded at her words, "I think so too, but when we caught them, we already searched their entire bodies, and there was nothing left."
Qiaomu glanced at Crown Prince Mo, "What about spatial abilities?"
Mo Lian was momentarily stunned, "But they are special ability users, they don't have inner worlds."
"I'm not talking about inner worlds," Qiaomu thought for a moment and said, "This is also a type of special ability, a spatial special ability."
"One of them might have spatial special abilities."
Mo Lian suddenly realized, "So, one of them put the self-combustion drug in this space? Heh, I've never seen this kind of special ability."
"It's rare," Qiaomu said. "It appears occasionally, probably with a one in a thousand chance."
Mo Lian put down his chopsticks, then nodded with a sigh, "These guys are truly hard to guard against."
Having been busy for most of the day with no results, Crown Prince Mo was naturally in a bad mood.
Seeing his slight dejection, Qiaomu reached out and stroked the back of his hand, "Alright, don't be upset. Go to the market again tomorrow; maybe you'll find something else."
"Why do you think they were lurking in that rice shop's cellar and didn't come out to harm people much?"
This was also something that Qiaomu found strange.
Looking at the scale of that small stronghold, it had probably been lurking in the market for more than just a day or two.
If that palace eunuch hadn't gone to buy rice and, for some unknown reason, was unfortunately scratched,
If he hadn't had a relapse after returning to the palace, attracting everyone's attention, this small stronghold might never have been discovered.
"Perhaps they didn't want to appear in the public eye so early," Qiaomu mused for a moment.
This unexpected incident might have disrupted the Mandate of Heaven's plan.
Mo Lian raised his eyebrows slightly, "In any case, the entire Longyan City needs to be thoroughly investigated."
No matter how much manpower and effort it took, a carpet search had to be conducted to eradicate all the small strongholds that the Mandate of Heaven had placed within the city.
"We haven't been out shopping since we came back," the Crown Prince said regretfully, holding his little wife's hand. "See, tomorrow we won't have time again."
"Tomorrow you'll be busy, and I'll be busy too," the little Crown Princess glanced at him, then soothingly raised her hand and patted his head.