Strange Tales of the Tang Dynasty: Your Highness, Don’t! You’re Scaring Me!

I, Ye Xingchen, am the ultimate combination of an official's son and a rich heir in the Tang Dynasty. My father is the Prince of Beiliang, commanding an army of seven hundred thousand. My mother is the only daughter of the Chu family, whose wealth could rival a nation. I came to Chang'an hoping to quietly get married, then become a disciple of the great detective Di Renjie. But on my very first day, the emperor and his whole family invited me to dinner. The way they looked at me, you'd think I was a nuclear bomb about to go off. My fiancée, Pei Xijun, is wonderful in every way, except she always looks at me like I'm a tiger, all cautious and wary. Worst of all, Su Wuming, Di Renjie's most prized disciple, actually turned me away! He said, “Young Lord, now isn't the time. We'll talk when the time comes.” I give up. I just want to solve a case in peace. Why is that so hard? Then one bizarre case after another breaks out: Chang'an Red Tea that bewilders the mind, the Stone Bridge Painting that silently claims lives, and the Hall of All Beings haunted by ghostly shadows... I laugh. Fine, I won't hide it anymore. Here's the truth. Thirty thousand elite Beiliang troops are camped outside the city, a thousand five hundred Ye family soldiers stand ready to draw their blades, and my four maids are experts in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as killing and protecting their master. On top of that, a network of shadow guards quietly gathers information, leaving nothing unknown. Su Wuming solves cases through deduction. Lu Lingfeng breaks through obstacles with force. I solve cases... with “superpowers.” Seeing their stunned expressions, I put on an innocent face. “I said I just wanted to be an ordinary master detective. You made me do this!” Your Highness! Don't be like this! I'm scared! Pei Xijun whispers from behind me. As for me, I just wave my hand. Ten thousand cavalry smash the underground black market, five hundred heavily armored infantry seal off the city's main roads, hidden guards capture criminals like ghosts, and shadow agents deliver the real culprits' backgrounds to Su Wuming's desk overnight. That's how I, Ye Xingchen, get by: with overwhelming power.