The restaurant has been closed for a few days, losing so taels of silver was secondary.
The main thing is that the other party clearly wants to ruin the Chu family’s reputation.
Intentionally during the banquet she hosted today.
The incident happened too quickly.
While dining, soone suddenly died on the spot.
The accompanying family mbers accused the restaurant’s food of causing the death.
Even if the shopkeeper reacted quickly, he couldn’t stop the news from spreading; with so many people in the restaurant, it beca extrely lively for a while.
By the ti the report reached Ye Muyu.
The person involved had already been taken to the governnt office for an autopsy, and the restaurant had been closed.
The shopkeeper was also detained at the yan.
Currently, the Minister of Punishnts doesn’t show allegiance, but outwardly, he supports the Imperial Loyalist Faction.
Ye Muyu knew this incident wasn’t a simple criminal case but involved political turmoil in the Imperial Court.
The only thing she could do was gather all the eyewitnesses and thoroughly investigate all the items in the restaurant to avoid being frad or having evidence planted.
At night.
By the ti Chu Heng returned, it was very late.
Ye Muyu had not rested yet.
She yawned, but when she heard footsteps in the courtyard, her spirits lifted imdiately as she prepared to get down from the chaise lounge.
Chu Heng entered, saw her movents, and quickly stopped her: "About to get down? Don’t bother, it’s getting cooler, wear more at night to avoid catching a cold. I’ll change clothes and co over."
"Uh, okay." Ye Muyu, sowhat lazy about moving around, just sat on the chaise lounge waiting for him.
She lit the charcoal under the tea stove and placed the kettle on it; soon, steam ca out.
She poured a cup of hot tea for Chu Heng.
When Chu Heng ca over, his hair was damp, and there was moisture on his neck, not yet dried.
"What’s the rush?" Ye Muyu said with so helplessness, walked right next to him, took the cloth towel, and first wiped his neck dry before gently drying his hair.
Chu Heng sat down on the chaise lounge, leaning his back into her embrace, contentedly enjoying the care.
Seeing the slight curve of his lips, Ye Muyu couldn’t help but laugh silently.
She didn’t point out his little thoughts.
While drying his hair, she asked, "Is the issue resolved?"
"No." Chu Heng took a sip from the teacup; beside him was a baked egg tart, he took a gentle bite, savoring the sweet, soft texture with satisfaction.
"The cause of death was food poisoning; the chef was manipulated. It was said that so spices from overseas were used—they have a nice taste, but two conflicting foods were involved." Chu Heng spoke calmly, not showing any signs of surprise.
Ye Muyu paused, then said: "Co to think of it, I almost forgot, many conflicting foods shouldn’t be cooked together. However, I have shared this knowledge with the people in the restaurant. Given this, the chef wouldn’t have unknowingly prepared a new dish with conflicting ingredients, right? Moreover, food poisoning requires a certain quantity."
Seeing her clear logical analysis, Chu Heng nodded with a smile, "Indeed, that person ordered two plates in a row and finished them all."
"But his family only said he loved to eat that way—there’s no evidence of intent." Ye Muyu’s mind quickly processed this, and she responded promptly.
"Exactly." Chu Heng squeezed her fingers.
He took the wet towel and replaced it with a dry one.
Began wiping himself.
Ye Muyu squatted slightly on the chaise lounge, watching him: "Looks like it was long preditated."
"The person who provided the chef with the instructions was found, but he was also used. It’s said a child from the family leaked it."
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