The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Zhuoyang stood there stunned, and even after Cheng Youning had walked away, she still hadn't come to her senses!

Cheng Youning went straight to Wan Lianxing's bedroom. It was neither too early nor too late. When she arrived at Wan Lianxing's bedroom, Wan Lianxing was sitting in a chair, carefully reading the files.

Cheng Youning, as if presenting a treasure, waved the silver sachet back and forth right under Wan Lianxing's nose.

Helpless, Wan Lianxing had no choice but to put down the dossier. "What time is it? Why haven't you returned to the Crown Prince's residence yet?"

Cheng Youning waved the sachet in her hand as usual, "Grandpa, look what this is?"

"It's just a sachet! What's so special about it!"

Cheng Youning smiled and said, "This was given to you by Zhuoyang. My grandson also has one. They look almost the same, except the spices inside are different. My grandson's is for energizing, while my great-grandfather's is for calming."

Cheng Youning carried a sachet in one hand and patted the small sachet at her waist with the other, as if showing off!

Wan Lianxing did not take the sachet, but said to Cheng Youning, "Have someone send the sachet back to Chenqing Palace! I don't lack sachets. The Empress made dozens for me, so many that I don't even have time to wear them."

As he spoke, Wan Lianxing picked up the file again and began to read it.

Cheng Youning tossed the sachets into the dossier in Wan Lianxing's hand. "Grandpa, keep them. Don't let Zhuoyang's good intentions go to waste. She said these two sachets are a keepsake for us, grandfather and grandson!"

Wan Lianxing's eyelids twitched, startling Cheng Youning, who was about to run away, into stopping in her tracks! "Grandpa, what's wrong? You look terrible!"

"What did Zhuoyang just say to you?"

Cheng Youning glanced at Qiao Rong behind him, then thought seriously for a moment. He carefully avoided mentioning the daphne flower and recounted everything else. After finishing, he cautiously asked Wan Lianxing, "Grandpa, is there any problem?"

Wan Lianxing said, "This is a huge problem! Set up Chenqing Palace!"

Wan Lianxing strode out, with Cheng Youning following closely behind. "Grandpa, what's wrong? I just had a simple meal at Zhuoyang's place, and I even brought the food with me! Are you sure?"

As they were leaving, they ran into the old steward. Seeing the grandfather and grandson looking hurried, the old steward quickly asked, "Your Majesty, what has happened?"

Wan Lianxing asked, "Has something happened to Zhuoyang?"

"Who said that?"

Wan Lianxing tossed the sachet in his hand to the old steward, saying, "This is a keepsake she left for me!"

"Oh dear, when did this happen?"

"It's been over an incense stick's time!"

Cheng Youning was still confused. "What exactly happened? What are you talking about?"

Wan Lianxing said, "Grandson, let's go back to the Crown Prince's residence first! It's too lively for us to watch!"

"Grandson hasn't figured it out yet!" Before Cheng Youning could finish speaking, Wan Lianxing and the old steward had already headed towards Chenqing Palace, followed by a group of guards.

Suddenly, Qiao Rong grabbed Cheng Youning and whispered a few words in her ear. Cheng Youning froze on the spot, motionless. After a while, she finally said, "Impossible! She even smiled at me when she left!"

Then Cheng Youning followed in the direction of Wan Lianxing and the old steward!

At Chenqing Palace, when it was time to light the lamps, the courtyard and rooms were completely dark.

Stepping into the courtyard of Chenqing Palace, a sweet floral fragrance fills the air!

Suiying blocked Wan Lianxing's path, saying, "It's too dark in the courtyard, Your Majesty, please wait!" Then he said to the guards behind him, "Light the lamps!"

Within moments, lights came on in both the courtyard and the house, and a guard ran out of the house: "Your Majesty, Zhuoyang has committed suicide!"

The old steward glanced sideways at Wan Lianxing, then asked the guard, "Is he still alive?"

The guard said, "He's breathing in, but not out. I'm afraid he's not going to make it!"

Upon hearing this, the old steward exclaimed, "Then he's still breathing! Quickly, fetch the imperial physician to come and take a look."

At this moment, Suiying came out of the house and said to Wan Lianxing, "Your Majesty, I gave her a hemostatic pill, but she has lost too much blood and I'm afraid she can't be saved!"

The old butler glanced at Wan Lianxing, who remained silent, and then said, "We have to save her even if she can't! By the way, what did she use to commit suicide?"

Suiying said, "The scissors are plunged into his chest!"

The old steward looked around the deserted Chenqing Palace, unable to find a single servant. "Where are the servants who are supposed to be here?"

Suddenly, a servant ran in from the courtyard gate and knelt before Wan Lianxing. "Your Majesty, I deserve to die! The young lady asked me to go to the imperial kitchen to get some ginger to make tea. She was in a hurry, so I went. I didn't know that the young lady had suicidal thoughts. Otherwise, even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't dare to leave Chenqing Palace even a step!"

The old steward asked the servant of Chenqing Palace, "Has Miss Zhuoyang shown any unusual behavior these past two days?"

The palace maid thought for a moment, "When I left, the young lady was fine. If there was anything strange, it was that she was depressed and kept asking me to go out and inquire about the destruction of the Great Lang Kingdom. I dared not say anything, but I also dared not say everything. She cried every day after learning about the destruction of the Great Lang Kingdom, but she stopped crying these past two days!"

The old housekeeper asked, "Why isn't she crying anymore?"

The palace maid pointed to the flowering tree in the courtyard, tears welling up in her eyes. "Two days ago, His Majesty had the Crown Prince send this daphne tree to the young lady. She has been staring at this tree in a daze every day, unable to eat or drink, lost in thought all day long. I don't know what she's thinking, and she doesn't respond when I ask her."

The old steward exclaimed, "Isn't this the very potted plant that the Emperor lost?! How did it end up here?"

The palace maid panicked. "These flowers weren't stolen. The Crown Prince sent them. He said they were a gift from the Emperor to the young lady. She was overjoyed to see them and kept saying that the Emperor hadn't forgotten her! Everything I'm saying is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Crown Prince. These flowers were sent by the Crown Prince himself."

The palace servants looked at Cheng Youning, the old steward also looked at Cheng Youning, everyone looked at Cheng Youning, only Wan Lianxing looked straight ahead, waiting for Cheng Youning to explain. Cheng Youning knew she was in trouble, so she quickly went around behind Wan Lianxing to the front of him, knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness: "Grandpa, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen the flowers and given them to Zhuoyang, and lied that they were from you! Zhuoyang wants to see you and asked me for help, but I couldn't persuade you and couldn't help her. I felt guilty, so a couple of days ago I saw that the daphne flowers by the stone steps of Yangxin Hall were blooming well, and mainly because they were fragrant, so I secretly took a pot and sent it to Chenqing Palace, saying that it was a gift from you. Actually, I just wanted to make Zhuoyang happy. She considers me a friend, and she cries when she sees me. I didn't know she would commit suicide."

Cheng Youning's voice grew softer and softer until he finally couldn't help but sob twice. He cautiously asked Wan Lianxing, "Grandpa, could Zhuoyang's suicide attempt be related to this potted flower?"

Wan Lianxing's head throbbed with pain. "Crown Prince, are you scared now?"