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"Yes." The shadow vanished in an instant.

Zheng Zhian turned around and saw the way Danqin looked at her, like a cat that had been abandoned and was hurt.

She quickly took her slender hand, gave a slightly guilty chuckle, and then told her what had happened.

After hearing her story, Danqin's anger flared up instantly. "Do you know what that palace maid's name is?" She was furious that those people still wouldn't let the little princess go, and heartbroken that she had to go through all this at such a young age. And she even planned to investigate herself—if the Empress were here...

Seeing her suddenly burst into tears, Zheng Zhian hurriedly ran to find a handkerchief, then pulled her down to squat down and wiped her tears, saying softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm perfectly fine."

Her words only made Danqin feel more sorry for him, so Zheng Zhian could only change the subject, "I'll take you to meet him another day and see if you recognize him."

Upon hearing this, Danqin immediately stopped crying, her eyes filled with ruthlessness. But then she remembered that the little princess was there, so she quickly suppressed her emotions and said, "I'm alright now. Princess, can you promise me that you will never risk your safety again?"

Seeing that she had finally stopped crying, Zheng Zhian immediately nodded.

Recalling the time when that palace maid appeared that day, she looked up and asked, "Has anyone been replaced in our Muyun Palace recently?"

Danqin recalled that although there was no master living in Muyun Palace, some people still needed to stay there to clean and do things.

"Six months ago, several palace servants were released from the palace, and a few cleaning maids were brought in." After saying this, she immediately stood up and said calmly, "I'm going back now to check if anyone is missing. Princess, don't wander around in Zhongyang Palace."

She was reassured that the Zhongyang Palace was full of the Emperor's people.

Zheng Zhian nodded. Even if Danqin didn't look into the palace maid's identity, Yingyi would probably find out soon. Those who wanted to kill her were probably the same people who wanted her mother dead back then. The truth will eventually come out.

When Danqin returned that evening and told her that Muyun Palace was indeed missing a maid, she wasn't surprised at all.

Danqin is basically with me now, and I only go back to check on her every now and then. It's normal that she didn't notice that he had been missing for only a few days.

Before Yingyi returns, she should continue studying her celestial book. This thing is too difficult; these divination symbols can even be matched with various acupoints on the body. So, she also needs to learn about acupoints?!

She really doesn't want to learn this martial art anymore!

In the endless ocean of 'knowledge', the first ten days of the month have passed in the blink of an eye, and Zheng Zhian has finally managed to barely understand what each hexagram corresponds to and the acupoints on the body.

The matter that Yingyi had previously investigated had actually already occurred. What he had said back then was, "Princess, that palace maid was assigned to Muyun Palace half a year ago. Her name is Lü Cao. She may have come from Shangning County. As for what happened before that, I fear that if I investigate further, His Majesty might become aware of it."

After all, further investigation would require leaving the capital. If he dared to leave the princess's side, he would be lucky to escape being severely punished by the emperor upon his return.

"Okay, I'll think about it some more."

She's been thinking about this ever since.

Zheng Zhian tossed the book aside, propped his head up with his two little hands, and tilted his head to look at Danqin, who was wiping a dagger with a cloth next to him. "What do you think we should do next?"

Ever since I told her about that incident that day, Danqin somehow got hold of a gleaming dagger and would polish it every day when she had nothing to do, which scared Liu Fuquan so much that he thought she was going to return to the battlefield.

Normally, the palace servants from Zhongyang Palace would sometimes come to play with her, but now they all stay far away, afraid that she might accidentally stab them.

"How about I interrogate them?" A flash of ruthlessness crossed Danqin's eyes.

When Zheng Zhian saw her like this, he realized that if she left, that Lü Cao would probably really turn into a weed. Keeping her around might be useful in the future.

"Do you still remember the day my mother had her accident?" Zheng Zhian suddenly asked, wondering if she remembered that palace maid mentioning her mother.

Mentioning this, Danqin's body radiated a chilling aura as she said in a cold voice, "If it weren't for Consort Zhan and the others..." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly looked at Zheng Zhian.

Does the little princess believe that the same person from back then wanted to kill her? The Empress has been gone for three years, why?

"Let's go, let's go to Linqing Palace to see Consort Yuan." Zheng Zhian stood up and patted her clothes. She didn't think it was someone from back then trying to harm her, but her intuition told her it must be related to what happened in the past.

Danqin tucked the dagger into her sleeve and followed behind her.

The two of them strolled leisurely to Linqing Palace, and the palace, which was quite nice, suddenly gave them a desolate feeling.

There was no one guarding the entrance. Once inside, we found a young eunuch sitting on a small stool, leaning against the door frame, fast asleep. His snoring was so loud that even the birds in the trees flew far away.

"Get up!" Zheng Zhian called out in a moderate tone, and when there was no response, he started yelling at the top of his lungs, "Princess Le'an is here!"

The eunuch immediately struggled to his feet, perhaps genuinely frightened, and tripped over his own feet, falling to the ground while muttering, "Princess Le'an? What is Princess Le'an doing here?" Before he could even lift his head, he shouted, "Quick, close the door! Close the door!"

Seeing his imminent arrival, like a raging flood, Zheng Zhian turned and looked innocently at Danqin, who returned her a helpless look.

Who told her to become famous in one battle last time!

"Why don't you look up and look at me?" Zheng Zhian said helplessly, touching his nose.

The young eunuch looked up at her in confusion, trembling as he said, "Princess Le'an!" He then knelt down with a thud, pleading, "Princess, spare me! Princess, this servant was unaware of your arrival..."

Seeing that his head was almost bleeding from kowtowing, Zheng Zhian interrupted him sternly, "Alright, where is your master?"

He looked up at her questioningly, "Princess, tell me, who are you talking about?"

Danqin, standing beside her, said helplessly, "Consort Yuan."

The princess was unaware that although the Noble Lady was the head of a palace, she did not have her own palace like Consort Li and the others. Instead, several other concubines of relatively lower rank would live in her palace.

"Consort Yuan is here; she should be in the courtyard."

"Then why are you still kneeling? Get up and lead the way." Zheng Zhian was amused and annoyed by his behavior.

Is she that scary? That she could frighten him like this.

The eunuch quickly got up and led the way, keeping his head down the whole time, as they were all afraid he would bump into a pillar.

They soon arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and the eunuch knelt down again, saying, "Princess, we have arrived."

Zheng Zhian was too lazy to say another word to him. Talking to him would make it seem like she had actually done something to him.

Danqin, feeling helpless, helped the person up and said softly, "It's alright, you can go now." Before leaving, she added, "The princess doesn't eat people."

She should have kept quiet, because once she did, the eunuchs ran away in a flash.

......

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

There were several small trees in the courtyard. Under the tree near the door of the inner room, there was a tea table and rocking chair. Lying on the tree was a woman in a pale white dress, with her long hair cascading down the chair and a few strands falling to the ground. Her face was covered with a book. She looked like a beautiful woman enjoying a leisurely and peaceful life.