The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

"Thank you for your help, Princess."

Upon hearing the sound, Jing Anle turned around and saw Consort Lin kneeling on the ground, her hair disheveled, exuding a unique, aloof beauty.

Jing Anle quickly went to help him up, saying, "Why are you kneeling again? Get up quickly."

Consort Lin was extremely thin; even a woman like Jing Anle could easily grasp her wrist.

After the two sat down, Jing Anle spoke, "Your Majesty has bestowed grace upon the six palaces, which I deeply admire. If you need anything in the future, just send someone to inform me."

Consort Lin was slightly taken aback. She thought Jing Anle would ask her something, but instead she told her to come to her if she needed anything. Consort Lin shook her head and said, "Although Yunqing Palace is simple, it is not lacking in anything. Thank you for your concern, Princess."

"Alright." Jing Anle smiled lightly, but didn't say anything more. "Since that's the case, I won't bother you any longer. Afang, let's go." After saying that, she stood up and was about to leave.

Seeing that Jing Anle was about to leave, Consort Lin called out, "Princess, please wait."

"Is there anything else?" Jing Anle asked, puzzled.

Consort Lin turned around and took out a medicine packet from the drawer, handing it to Jing Anle and saying, "This is a sachet of mugwort, which is very effective in repelling mosquitoes. I hope the princess will not find it offensive."

The medicine packet was exquisite and elegant, with a lotus flower embroidered on it. Jing Anle reached out and took it, smiling, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Consort Lin staring at Jing Anle's retreating figure, lost in thought for a long time.

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Yongfu Palace.

"Send the Mengding tea stored in the storeroom to Consort Lin," Jing Anle said, taking off her pearl earring.

Afang helped Jing Anle loosen her hair and muttered, "That's a fine tea personally bestowed by His Majesty. Although Consort Lin is a good person, I still can't bear to part with it."

Jing Anle saw Afang's upturned lips in the mirror and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What good things can't this princess have? If I tell you to go, you go."

"That's right, even if our princess wanted the stars in the sky, she could get them." Thinking of this, Afang willingly went to deliver the gifts.

Jing Anle shook his head and smiled without saying a word, thinking to himself, "Afang is getting cuter and cuter."

Consort Lin was so simple, but Jing Anle could tell that she was by no means a vulgar person who liked gold and silver. There was a painting of plum blossoms on her wall. How could someone who could appreciate the solitary and pure beauty of plum blossoms be an ordinary person?

Jing Anle read for a while and felt a little tired. Just as she was about to rest, all the candles suddenly went out, plunging the room into darkness. She felt a gust of wind behind her, and then silence returned. She thought of something but wasn't sure, until someone spoke in the darkness.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jing Anle stiffened, feeling a strange sense of emotion, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Without turning around, she walked straight to the bedside, and after sitting down, she said calmly, "Crown Prince Xiao always likes to surprise people."

The person who arrived was none other than Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng wasn't annoyed. He sat down in the same spot where he had first climbed in through the window. There was no bright moon tonight, only layers of dark clouds. A gentle breeze blew in, making it quite refreshing. He poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Princess Anle is still so sharp-tongued."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Heng regretted it. He originally wanted to say that he missed Jing Anle after not seeing her for several days, but how could his words have come out so harshly?

Jing Anle looked up at Xiao Heng and saw only a dark figure. She opened her mouth but said nothing, and the air fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Xiao Heng spoke again, "Cao Wantang..." As he said this, he turned to look at Jing Anle, even though he couldn't see anything.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this name, Jing Anle unconsciously looked at Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng continued, "There's news."

Could it be that Xiao Heng took leave specifically for this matter? Jing Anle couldn't help but wonder.

In fact, Xiao Heng had been visiting his master Qu Bolei these past few days. Qu Bolei was highly skilled in martial arts, proficient in the Six Arts, and loved traveling. Last time, Xiao Heng was seriously injured while visiting him.

Qu Bolei sought him out to impart his martial arts techniques, which caused the three-day delay. During this time, he also learned who was behind the man who had chased him that day. Of course, that's a story for another time.

"Please speak, Prince Xiao." In the darkness, even human voices sounded exceptionally clear.

Hearing Jing Anle speak, Xiao Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He decided that he would never speak to Jing Anle in such a tone again. He said seriously, "This woman is not simple. Her past before becoming General Qin's concubine has disappeared completely. You only came to me for help because you sensed something was wrong."

"The border is bitterly cold and fraught with danger. How could an orphan girl be so lucky to be rescued by General Qin? There must be a scheme behind it."

The night was dark, and Xiao Heng's expression was not visible, but his eyes conveyed a sense of danger.

“You mean…” Jing Anle thought of an answer.

The next second, the two said in unison, "A spy!"

Yes, Jing Anle realized that she had previously suspected the woman of coveting the General's Mansion's wealth, but she never expected that she was actually a spy. That makes sense. In other words, Cao Wantang was deliberately placed by someone's uncle's side. Did her uncle know about this?

Was the Prince of Qing's rebellion in her previous life related to this Cao Wantang? At this moment, Jing Anle had too many questions in her mind. She decided to go to the General's Mansion tomorrow to find out the truth. Fortunately, Mu Ping was raised in a side courtyard of the General's Mansion, otherwise Cao Wantang would definitely know.

Although Xiao Heng couldn't see Jing Anle's expression clearly, he knew that Jing Anle was thinking and didn't want to interrupt. After a while, he heard Jing Anle's voice.

"Thank you for this."

Xiao Heng unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, a sense of joy rising in his heart, and said, "This is what I promised you, no need to thank me."

For some reason, he was happy whenever Jing Anle was with him, so happy that he was willing to do anything for her.

The air fell silent again. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Jing Anle asked, "Do you like tea?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Anle herself felt confused. She had originally meant to say that if there was nothing else, she could leave.

Xiao Heng was also taken aback and said, "It's alright, but..." He then looked in Jing Anle's direction and whispered, "I like it because it was a gift from you." After saying that, Xiao Heng felt his ears burning.

Jing Anle suddenly looked at Xiao Heng, thinking, what is he doing... Even if she was dull-witted, she could probably guess what Xiao Heng meant by connecting all the dots.

Ke Jing Anle did not intend to respond. She had too many burdens and too many hindrances. She did not want to drag Xiao Heng into the quagmire. She simply said, "The Mengding tea that Father Emperor bestowed upon you is quite good. I will send someone to deliver some to you tomorrow."

She wasn't responding; she felt that a box of tea was just tea, nothing more.

Xiao Heng was overjoyed. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Okay!" He couldn't see his expression in the darkness, but his rapidly beating heart told him the answer.