The second young lady of the Guardian General’s Residence was young, beautiful, and of noble status.
After attending a gathering of noble ladies, she suddenly hanged herself.
She left not a single word behind.
Her elder sister, Wang Ping’an, the Guardian General stationed at the border, rode back to the capital overnight.
Then, with lightning speed, she abducted the other four noble ladies who had attended the gathering-
the Grand Tutor’s daughter, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel, the legitimate daughter of the Censor-in-Chief, and the County Lady of Zhongwang Mansion-and brought them to a farmstead on the outskirts of the capital.
I, along with Yuan Nanshan, the Vice Minister of Dali Temple, was also dragged here to help uncover the truth.
Seeing me stare worriedly at the four top-ranking noble ladies, the Guardian General gave a chilling sneer.
“Master Yu, I hear your divinations are infallible, and that you can see the past and the future.”
“I want to know how my sister died!”
“If you can’t get to the bottom of it today, all of you can accompany her to the grave!”
Wait. I’m going to die too?
I’m just a fortune-teller.
