After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

Upon hearing this, Xiang An lifted her skirt and ran in a different direction. Seeing this, Xiao Ru took a big step in front of her and blocked her way: "Princess, I went into the outhouse and checked it three times. Three old women went in and checked it three times. Not long ago, several eunuchs went in and checked it three times, but they still couldn't find it."

The nanny and eunuchs went in to search, and Xiao Ru stood at the door watching them search, just in case one of them was not paying attention or took the opportunity to destroy the evidence.

"Have you investigated thoroughly?"

"They've searched thoroughly! I personally watched them search again and again. If Your Highness is still worried, you can search a few more times, but Your Highness must not go there yourself. Such a filthy place is unworthy of Your Highness's dignity."

"I believe you. Have you sent someone to the Wei residence to inform them?" Xiang An withdrew the step he had already taken.

When we brought the person back to the princess's residence from the teahouse, we had already arranged for someone to speak to them once. Now that the person is dead, we need to ask whether the body should be transported back to the Wei family or the princess's residence for funeral arrangements.

If she were to transport the corpse to the Wei residence without prior notice, not only would the Wei family be furious, but the entire capital would be drowning in spit.

"I'm going." Xiaoru hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Xiang An asked, "Did Lord Wei scold or beat you?"

Xiao Ru shook her head: "Lord Wei is not in the manor. We met Madam Wei. Madam Wei cried bitterly after hearing the news, and kept calling He Tao her youngest son's... wet nurse. I checked, and her youngest son is very picky. He won't drink anyone's milk and only wants that wet nurse's."

Xiang An's expression changed; he sensed that these words implied trouble.

The two, master and servant, understood each other perfectly, so there was no need for Xiang An to ask any more questions. Xiao Ru continued, "This servant sent people to inquire in the neighborhood of Lord Wei. The Wei family does indeed have a picky little son, born to Lord Wei's favorite concubine."

Rumor has it that five years ago, the favored concubine, relying on her favor and pregnancy, repeatedly attempted to suppress and even usurp the position of the mistress of the house.

In a fit of anger, Madam Wei ordered the kitchen to put many foods that are incompatible with pregnant women in her food. She also deliberately sent Lord Wei away during her delivery. She had bribed the midwife to tamper with the food, but the incident was discovered and caught by the personal maid of her favorite concubine.

Although the child was saved, the damage was still severe. The child was born weak and picky about people, so no one had any hope that the child would survive.

However, the concubine cried, made a scene, and even threatened to hang herself. Lord Wei, being soft-hearted, went to great lengths and paid a high price to find a wet nurse. This matter caused quite a stir in the capital at the time.

After finally finding a suitable wet nurse, the Wei family couldn't wait to sign a contract of servitude.

However, the youngest son was in poor health and had been ill for many years. He needed someone to stay by his side. In recent years, the wet nurse had rarely gone out in order to take care of him and lived a secluded life.

So much so that many people who saw the wet nurse back then are now unsure if she is still working as a wet nurse for this youngest son.

"Rarely go out? Not sure?" Xiang An smiled as she carefully repeated these two words.

This means that Madam Wei can say whatever she wants and mean whatever she wants, since outsiders don't know the inside story.

Extortion? Or extortion? Was this Madam Wei's own intention? Or Lord Wei's?

Regardless of the reason or whose intention it was, trying to extort money from her is a case of extorting the wrong person.

The difficulty now lies in the fact that the emperor has already cleared up the rumors for her. Otherwise, the death of a servant who had signed a contract of servitude and damaged the royal family's reputation would be insignificant...

Wait... when did she come to think that it's perfectly normal for someone to die?

Where did she get the idea that a servant is also a living being?

She was forced to transmigrate here by this world, which deprived her of her freedom. She had no feelings for this world and didn't know anyone. In order to go home and complete her mission, she was able to be ruthless.

When did she begin to subconsciously believe that one life is nothing?

She had heard before that environment could change a person, but she always scoffed at the idea. She never imagined it would change like this…

"Princess, what's wrong?" Xiao Ru waved her five fingers in front of Xiang An's eyes.

Lost in thought, Xiang An snapped out of it and subconsciously said, "How can human life be so insignificant?"

"Princess, what? This servant doesn't understand."

Meeting Xiao Ru's questioning eyes, Xiang An couldn't explain, and now wasn't the time to think about that.

She waved her hand weakly: "It's nothing. Have someone carry He Tao's body back to the Wei residence along with a hundred taels of silver. Tell them that she feels ashamed for tarnishing my reputation and is willing to die to restore it. The hundred taels of silver is a merciful reward from me to her family."

Seeing that Xiang An's complexion was not good, Xiao Ru did not dare to ask any questions. She hurriedly instructed two people to do something and then immediately returned to Xiang An's side to serve him.

Before half an incense stick could burn, an imperial decree arrived from the palace ordering Xiang An to bring Xiao Ru into the palace.

They exchanged a glance with Xiaoru, and both of them knew the answer in their hearts. Although they felt it was impossible, there was no other possibility.

The two hurriedly entered the palace. As soon as they entered the hall, they saw a man and a woman kneeling inside. The man was wearing an official robe and had a serious expression. Who else could it be but Wei Wenrun?

The woman was holding a handkerchief and weeping softly. Xiang An had never seen her before and did not know her, but since she was kneeling next to Wei Wenrun, she must be his wife.

The emperor, with one hand supporting his forehead, sat behind his desk in distress. When he saw Xiang An bring Xiao Ru, he quickly waved her away, telling her to skip the formalities, and said directly, "You've caused this trouble. Tell me, what are we going to do?"

"What trouble have I caused, my son?" Xiang An asked, seemingly unaware.

Madam Wei sobbed as she continued, "The Princess's residence beat my youngest son's wet nurse to death today. Without that wet nurse, what will my youngest son eat?"

Food is a minor matter; take that wet nurse, for example. Although she was sold into servitude, she was still a living, breathing human being. She had served in the household for many years; even if she hadn't done anything meritorious, she had certainly worked hard. How could she be beaten to death without a word or any reason?

"The wet nurse is dead, just replace her, what's the big deal? Does she, a mere servant, compare to my innocence?" Xiang An said casually. "I'll just reward you with a few more!"

“Thank you for your grace, Your Highness. But the wet nurse in my household is no ordinary wet nurse. She nursed my youngest son for six years. My son can’t eat or drink without her and misses her day and night. She is more than worthy of being half a mother.”

"Oh? Is that so? It has never been changed during this time? May I ask how old your youngest son is this year, Madam Wei?" Xiang An asked unhurriedly.

"Yes, it has never been changed. My youngest son is six years old this year. Although he is already six, the ancestral rules stipulate that all children and grandchildren in the Wei family must be breastfed until they are ten years old, otherwise they are prone to dying young. I dare not disobey the wishes of my ancestors."

"Ancestral precepts?" Xiang An asked, puzzled. "Is there really such a miracle? Has the Wei family truly had no members die young in the past hundred years?"