A piece of Japanese incense

Aban stared at me blankly, saying nothing.

"Say something!" Yu Tuan's foot nudged Ah Ban's calf.

"I don't know." Aban shook his head.

Yu Tuan was a little impatient and sneered, "Girl, if it were you, we should just throw him to Zhou Song and say that he was hiding here and we found him..."

"No!" Yu Yi immediately stopped her: "Yu Tuan, are you a fool? Do you not care about your reputation? If he knew about it, wouldn't the fact that we were faking illness be exposed?"

Yutuan clenched his fists and hit his head: "Oh! I am such an idiot!"

I ignored them and continued to ask, "Aban, let me ask you, was it you who put the note under the plate?"

Aban still shook his head, and I was confused.

Who else could it be but him? The person in front of him looked so similar to the crown prince, and he had lived in the royal garden since he was a child. Was all this a coincidence? Could it be that... he was the crown prince's illegitimate son?

"Aban, how old are you?"

His eyes were still blinking, and he uttered two words carefully: "Twelve."

"That means he is one year younger than the girl." Yu Yi murmured.

I continued to ask: "What month and day was your birthday?"

Aban shook his head.

"How could you not know? Don't you celebrate your birthday?"

Aban still shook his head.

"Girl, this is a fool. He knows nothing about anything and just shakes his head." Yu Tuan shook his head, imitating Ah Ban's appearance.

I frowned and asked in confusion, "Since you knew we were coming to the Bishui Pavilion to recuperate, why did you stay here? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by us?"

"I don't live here."

"Okay, you knew we were going to stay here, so you came here in advance, right? Tell me! What did you see last night? Did you peek at our girl taking a bath?" Yutuan rolled up his sleeves and hit Aban.

To vent my anger, I stood up and kicked him twice.

Aban clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, a painful expression appeared on his face, his body kept twisting, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he soon fainted.

"Uh... did we use too much force?" Yu Yi timidly sniffed Ah Ban's breath and let out a long sigh.

"Bah! If you weren't afraid of getting your hands dirty, I would have beaten you to death!" Yu Tuan said indignantly.

I clapped my hands, walked out of the room, crossed one leg, and sat leisurely on the Zen chair, saying in a relaxed tone: "Let's leave him there for now, and when grandpa comes, let him give us some advice."

My grandfather didn't show up until the sun set.

Yu Tuan wondered, "Master knows that the young lady is fine, so he doesn't come every day?"

I pouted my lips slightly and held my cheek sullenly: "If I had known earlier, I would have eaten a few more bites of steamed buns for lunch. The pickled cabbage is okay." I smacked my lips.

"When the master comes again tomorrow, you must give him some advice. How can you not eat meat while recuperating? Chicken soup will be fine too."

As they were talking, the courtyard door rang, and Zhou Song's voice came out loudly: "Miss Zhi, dinner is ready~"

Yuyi brought out the food box and set the table, and the place was filled with greenery again.

Yutuan and I cried bitterly, while Yuyi carefully examined the food boxes, bowls, and plates, but there was no further information.

I washed my hands and sat down: "I don't know what happened to that A-pan. Should we give him some water?"

"Don't worry about him. He won't die of starvation if he doesn't eat for a day." Yu Tuan served me a bowl of millet porridge and suddenly realized, "Oh, girls! Did you think that the bang yesterday was my fart?"

Yuyi and I covered our mouths with our hands and laughed uncontrollably.

"Okay, why can't we tell you this? If we hadn't told you this earlier, we could have caught the bad guy sooner."

Yuyi and I kept nodding to show our agreement.

After the meal, Yuyi took a bowl of porridge and went to the west wing. After a while, she ran out again.

"Girl! It's bad!"

"what happened?"

"Aban!" Yuyi put the bowl on the table, her face flushed with anxiety: "The person is gone!"

"what?"

"died?"

"Aban! Aban is missing!" Yuyi pointed in the direction of the west wing.

We ran quickly to the west wing, leaving only a piece of cloth on the ground.

Yutuan rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth anxiously.

Yuyi also frowned, anxious, and kept saying, "What should I do, girl? Where is the person?"

I took a candlestick from the front hall to light up the room and bent down to take a closer look: "These silk ribbons look like they were cut by a knife."

"Could it be... there is more than one person?" Yu Yi was panicked.

I clenched the candlestick's hand tightly and comforted her softly, "Yuyi, don't scare yourself. This just means that he has a knife." I looked around and didn't find any clues.

"Girl, could this guy really be able to become invisible? He just disappeared out of thin air?" Yutuan hugged my arm, terrified.

Yuyi stretched out her arm to me. I held her hand and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid. At worst, just call the people outside in. They won't ignore it."

We walked out of the west wing hand in hand and into the dark courtyard. I felt an inexplicable fear, as if there were unknown dangers lurking around us.

"Miss Zhi, the kitchen staff is here to get the food boxes. Have you finished your meal?" Zhou Song's voice came.

"Oh! Here it comes!" Yutuan responded loudly.

The three of us returned to the dining hall, and on the messy table, there was a note: Do not act rashly again, and leave Suiyuan immediately.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Yutuan Yuyi screamed.

I immediately covered their mouths and looked around, but still no change.

(Who is this? Do you just want us to leave? Why can't we stay here? What secrets are there that I can't discover?)

My heart is in turmoil, and my thoughts are tangled together, as complicated as a tangled mess that is difficult to untangle.

He pulled himself together, put the note into his sleeve, packed the food box and placed it at the gate. Yu Tuan and Yu Yi were still in shock.

I dragged them both to sit down in the front hall, and saw at a glance that the armchair had shown signs of having been moved.

I held the candlestick and walked slowly towards the armchair. I moved a little and found nothing unusual.

(Earlier, the book was found to have been tampered with in the front hall, and A-pan was also found in the front hall at noon. Could it be that there is a secret passage hidden in the hall?)

I knocked left and right, but nothing happened. I thought that in TV dramas, if you turn something, the mechanism will open, so I touched the porcelain bottles and scrolls of calligraphy and paintings in the house.

"Girl, are you also scared silly?"

"Help me find it quickly. I suspect there is a secret room or tunnel in this house. That's why Aban suddenly disappeared and the note appeared out of nothing."

"Underground?" Yu Tuan tilted his head in thought and stamped his feet.

An idea suddenly occurred to me. I moved the armchair away, lay on the ground, and knocked on the ground.

"Is there anything unusual?"

I shook my head. What can I tell from this? There is no difference at all! TV dramas are really all lies.