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"I don't care what kind of people you people are trying to do. You all dare to harm my master, that's a capital offense!" I advise you to plead guilty honestly, lest you implicate your family. "

Aunt Li secretly threatened, and after looking at the pale nanny, he ordered someone to drag the two nanny down and deal with them.

Brother Yu's matter was left unsettled following the death of the two nanny s. When Bi Zhu heard of what had happened, her small face creased into a frown like a bun.

"Those two evil slaves were obviously ordered by the Aunt Li, why didn't Miss take the opportunity to expose her?"

An Lingge was writing down the prescription with her head down, but when she heard the questions of the people around him, she only replied indifferently, "Aunt Li threatened the families of the two nanny s, and made them be executed swiftly and decisively.

Moreover, as long as the Imperial Noble Consort Li did not fall, it was impossible for him to truly lose her power.

Bi Zhu did not understand these twists and turns, and only felt that she had missed a good opportunity to take down Madam Li.

She kept the prescription that An Lingge had written earlier, and the medicinal ingredients that she needed were all secretly hidden on top of the prescription. There were three of the five types, and adding them together with the other medicinal ingredients, it would not attract too much attention.

"That's right, Miss, aside from the matter of the medicinal herbs, I have another matter that I don't know whether or not I should mention."

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to tell her what he knew.

An Lingge just so happened to have finished writing the prescription, so she put down the pen in her hand, and looked towards Brightheart with a bright gaze, "Speak, what news did Chu Yu send over?"

"The death of the wangfei all those years ago seemed to have something to do with Prince Mu’s Palace."

After she finished speaking, An Lingge's expression darkened. Compared to his usual gentle and light smile, he looked like a different person.

An Lingge's heart trembled, her hands clenched nervously, but she still asked, "What does my mother's death have to do with Prince Mu’s Palace?"

Prince An's Palace and Prince Mu’s Palace were both hereditary thrones conferred by the Grand Ancestor after he struck the river and mountains. They had not interacted much for hundreds of years, so how could the death of his mother be related to those people?

Brightheart shook her head, "There isn't much information on Chu Yu's side. It seems like a nanny who had found out about the wangfei's death went to work at Prince Mu’s Palace level. She thought it was strange and sent the news over."

The nanny by the princess's side definitely had a high position amongst the servants, only second to the aunts in charge of the palace. Even after the princess had passed away, the nanny by her side would still be able to live a good life in the palace.

Moreover, the wangfei had left behind a pair of children. That there was definitely something weird about the nanny not staying with the little mistress and instead going to the Prince Mu’s Palace.

Of course, An Lingge was clear about what was going on as she ordered her mind to bring the situation of the nanny up here. After a while, she closed her eyes, revealing a rare sign of exhaustion, "Go deliver a letter with the Prince Mu’s Palace, tell Hereditary Prince Mu that I will be meeting him at the Drunken Wind Pavilion outside the city."

Brightheart immediately sent a servant to deliver the letter. That servant accepted the silver and sent the letter over to the Prince Mu’s Palace with a smile.

The Drunken Wind Pavilion was located ten miles away from the city. Although it was still early spring, it was already covered with greenery. When the breeze blew, it brought with it a slight cool moisture.

An Lingge sat in the pavilion, and the tall figure in front of him slowly approached.

Mu Junghan was dressed in a robe of dark, raven green and veined western flowers. He wore a silk crane coat with a buddhist head, and walked leisurely down the mountain with his hands behind his back, as if he were a noble young master who had come to enjoy himself.

He had jade-like phoenix eyes, and the corner of his lips seemed to have a smile to it. He glanced over slightly, and his eyes contained a myriad of emotions, like a myriad of peaches blooming in front of his eyes.

Just a casual look like that was enough to make one lose their mind, furthermore, he was currently focused on looking at An Lingge. The only thing he did was to look at her reflection in his eyes, how could he not be mesmerized?

An Lingge subconsciously held the blue and white porcelain cup in her hand tightly, she watched as the man sat in front of him and poured tea for him before she spoke, "Has Hereditary Prince Mu heard of Fang Yan?"

Mu Junhan looked up, and the girl's shiny black eyes appeared in his eyes.

The corner of his mouth curved into a faint smile, "So Little Ge came to find me for someone else."

Little Ge's face reddened slightly, and her black eyes shot him a glance, "Hereditary Prince Mu, just ask, have you seen this person before?"

Her attitude was much colder than last time, and Mu Junhan stopped his joking attitude, and asked solemnly: "What, this person is related to my Prince Mu’s Palace?"

He was indeed worthy of being the most dissolute Young Master in the capital. Just hearing An Lingge's words, he had already guessed a few points of truth.

An Lingge nodded her head, her eyebrows still knitted together, "This person is my mother's nanny, but after my mother passed away, she left the residence and went to the Prince Mu’s Palace to look for a job. I suspect that she knows the truth about my mother's death."

This is the first time An Lingge has brought up the matter of the Princess An in front of someone else, and it was only then that Mu Junhan found out that the Princess An was actually killed by someone. He nodded slightly, and took a sip of the hot tea in his cup, "Most of the servants in my Prince Mu’s Palace are children of the family, and even the maids and servants that I bought are all pure in origin. The person you speak of, should not be in our residence."

"Impossible!" An Lingge was a little agitated. Her usually calm expression also changed, her beautiful face was slightly flushed from nervousness, a pair of black bright eyes stared straight at Mu Junhan, unwilling to let go of any of the expression on his face. "Fang Yan went to the Prince Mu’s Palace after she left, there's no mistake about this."

This was the message Chu Yu had given her. Without absolute confidence, she would not act rashly.

Seeing her excited expression, Mu Junhan relaxed his tone, "Since you don't believe me, then I will bring you to the Prince Mu’s Palace to have a look. You should at least believe what you have seen with your own eyes, right?"

An Lingge hesitated for a moment before nodding.

She naturally could not go to the Prince Mu’s Palace directly, but found a clothing store and changed into male attire. She dressed as a servant and followed Mu Junhan into the Prince Mu’s Palace.

"Uncle Zhong, go and get the list of the servants."

He called for the steward of the estate, turned around, and sat on a round stool made of small purple sandalwood, not the least bit abnormal.

The manager looked at the person behind Mu Junhan, his expression did not change as he respectfully left, and not long after, he returned with a thick roster.

"Hereditary Prince, here is the list of the servants."

Mu Junhan took the register, waved his hand for the manager to withdraw, and then passed the register to An Lingge.