Why am I, a cook, always involved in cases?

"I heard that you can't read?" Quan Wushuang had a frightening smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Lin Zhiruo.

"In reply to your Excellency's words, I am indeed illiterate." Lin Zhiruo lowered her head and tried her best to make her voice sound fearful and apprehensive.

(Who will tell you the truth?)

She would never say such words even if she was beaten to death.

Playing dumb is her go-to tactic.

Although the wording is not quite accurate, she did come from a humble background.

In the harem, literacy directly affects a maid's fate.

But sometimes, being illiterate makes things easier.

Although Quan Wushuang's fairy-like face had a gentle smile, Lin Zhiruo sensed a hint of danger from it.

This extremely powerful eunuch is definitely not a good person, otherwise he would not have brought her to this situation.

He only said "Follow me", and Lin Zhiruo had to follow him obediently.

In this deep palace, the life of a little palace maid is lighter than a feather.

She walked while thinking about countermeasures.

In fact, she probably guessed Quan Wushuang's intention.

It's just about that letter.

Quan Wushuang held a piece of cloth in his hand with a few words written crookedly on it.

Lin Zhiruo never told anyone that she could write, nor did she say that she had worked as a cook in the imperial kitchen.

Logically, no one would notice.

She had clearly confirmed that there was no one around before placing the letter under the azalea.

But obviously she was discovered, otherwise no one would have targeted this little palace maid with freckles on her face.

Quan Wushuang must have first summoned all the literate palace maids and collected their handwriting.

Even if the handwriting is deliberately crooked, there will always be some habits left in the handwriting.

But he obviously didn't find anyone whose handwriting matched.

So he began to gather those palace maids who claimed to be illiterate.

As for how to test it, it is the same method as before.

(What a paranoid person! He is so bored.)

Lin Zhiruo cursed in her heart, but did not dare to stop.

It didn't take long before they arrived at their destination.

It was indeed the bedroom of Concubine Yuyao.

Quan Wushuang knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." A cold voice came.

When I pushed the door open, I saw a red-haired beauty holding a baby.

The child had the same soft curly hair as his mother, and his fair face had a healthy blush.

She was sleeping soundly, her little mouth slightly open, making a cute snoring sound.

"The person has been brought here." Quan Wushuang said respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work." Concubine Yuyao responded softly.

Lin Zhiruo noticed that Quan Wushuang's attitude had completely changed, and he was no longer as aggressive as before.

Concubine Yuyao showed a gentle smile on her face and nodded slightly to Lin Zhiruo.

This action made Lin Zhiruo open her eyes wide in shock.

"I am of humble status and do not dare to accept such a great gift from Your Majesty." She quickly bowed her head and saluted.

She chose her words carefully, afraid of saying something wrong.

"What's the point of this little courtesy? You're the one who saved my daughter."

"Your Majesty must have made a mistake. I cannot accept the responsibility."

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Zhiruo's forehead.

She would rather be beheaded than get involved in the fight between these powerful people.

Quan Wushuang noticed that Concubine Yuyao looked a little unhappy, and immediately showed the piece of cloth to Lin Zhiruo.

"Do you recognize this fabric?"

"It looks... like the cloth used by palace maids." Lin Zhiruo continued to play dumb.

"Yes, these are the clothes worn by the laundry maids."

Lin Zhiruo's heart sank.

The harem has a clear division of labor, and the laundry room is responsible for washing clothes in all places.

And she was the palace maid working in the laundry room.

The beige dress she was wearing was made of the same fabric.

What's even worse is that there is a secret stitch hidden on the inside of her clothes.

This is irrefutable proof.

Although she didn't think Quan Wushuang would fall out with Concubine Yuyao, she still prepared for the worst.

"What should I do?" she asked softly.

The two men smiled at each other, obviously taking this as an admission of guilt.

Looking at the shockingly bright smiles on their faces, Lin Zhiruo sighed helplessly.

The next day, she had to pack up her meager belongings.

The palace maids who shared the room were all envious.

They kept asking for the reason, and Lin Zhiruo could only laugh dryly and evade the question.

In this way, an ordinary laundry maid transformed herself into the personal maid of the emperor's favorite concubine.