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Holding the heavy namelist in his hand, An Lingge's fingertip was a little pale, but he did not hesitate to open it.

She skimmed through ten lines at a glance, her gaze sweeping across the names one by one, yet she was still unable to find Fang Yan's name.

Mu Junhan waited for her to read through the namelist before asking, "Is there anyone you want to look for?"

An Lingge was about to shake her head, but her gaze stopped.

There was a group of inconspicuous black spots on the neat namelist, and the black spot was right in between the two words, Fang Qing. The word in the middle was actually covered by the black spot, and it was hard to tell what it was originally written in.

"This Hereditary Prince does have some impression of this person called Fang Qing." Mu Junhan followed her gaze and looked over, immediately seeing Fang Qing's name.

He rubbed his chin and recalled, "She was originally a gracious old woman in my mother's courtyard. She coincidentally saved my mother by chance, so she received a favor and stayed in my mother's courtyard as the steward of the clan."

This name sounded like it belonged to a man. If not for that small, inconspicuous black dot, An Lingge wouldn't have noticed it.

Now that Mu Junhan mentioned Fang Qing, An Lingge was even more certain that the Fang Yan who left the Prince An's Palace was this Fang Qing!

"Where is she, can Hereditary Prince Mu find her?"

An Lingge couldn't wait to see the nanny, who had once served her mother before. She had a strong feeling that she would find evidence of her mother's death on Fang Yan's body!

Mu Junhan looked at her anxious expression, his big palm was resting on An Lingge's slender and soft hands, "Don't worry, there will be a day when I find out the truth."

He wrapped An Lingge's hand around his own palm, and when he felt An Lingge's body tremble slightly, he let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.

This woman who looked calm and ruthless was able to take revenge on her just because she was hurt. In fact, her heart was very soft. She would be nervous and afraid, and also agitated and uneasy.

An Lingge was shocked by the sudden warmth in her hands, shshehad wanted to retract her hand, but when she saw the pupils of Mu Junhan, he felt a sharp pain on her nose, the panic in her heart gradually disappeared.

In her previous life, she was killed by the Madam Li and her daughter, so when she returned, she was always in a battle in the open and in the dark. In such a big palace, if her father didn't love her and had her die early, then there would be a hypocritical aunt eyeing her and a proud and unruly little sister who framed her.

She was indifferent, gentle, and courteous at every turn. It was just a layer of camouflage. In order to avenge her mother and herself, she had no choice but to put on that thick layer of armor.

That sort of ice-cold loneliness, as if covered by the night sky in the midst of a biting cold wind, disappeared within Mu Junhan's warm palm at this moment.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Mu Junhan's lips curled up slightly, and ordered the manager to go find Fang Qing.

"Hereditary Prince, what orders do you have for this servant?"

The moment Fang Qing stepped in, he respectfully bowed his head. This etiquette and etiquette seemed to have been taught to him by a wealthy family.

Mu Junhan had already let go of An Linge's hand and returned to his unruly, playful, and lazy attitude. He slanted his head and supported himself on the table at the side, "How long have you been serving the wangfei?"

Fang Qing paused for a moment, as if he was counting the years before he said, "If I were to return to Hereditary Prince, this old servant has been by Princess Hua-Yang's side for six years."

"Then when did you enter?" Mu Junhan grabbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth. It was as if he was just casually asking and did not put the answer in his heart.

Fang Qing couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he still answered honestly, "This old servant entered the mansion during the Spring of the thirteenth year, and has been doing things to clean up the mess ever since."

"That is to say, you have already been in the Palace for seven years?"

Mu Junhan's phoenix eyes swept over them. He clearly didn't have any expression, but he was actually so scared that Fang Qing was sweating all over.

She forced herself to calm down, not revealing the slightest hint of emotion on her face. "It's been seven years since I've returned to Hereditary Prince."

Mu Junhan nodded, as if he had inadvertently brought it up. "Speaking of which, coincidentally, that wangfei from Prince An's Palace also happened to have passed away seven years ago."

Fang Qing was shocked, he did not know if Mu Junhan was just casually bringing it up, or if he was just testing her.

She stood still, silent, afraid that she might slip up.

Mu Junhan just laughed, that laughter caused Fang Qing's back to go cold, and he did not dare to look at Mu Junhan's expression, "Fang Yan, up to now, why are you still not speaking the truth?"

Hereditary Prince knows her original name, Fang Yan!

Fang Qing suddenly raised his head. Her eyes, which usually held a smile in them, were now completely cold. There was not a single trace of a smile in her eyes.

Her body trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to pretend to be calm, "Hereditary Prince, what are you talking about?

"The nanny at Princess An's side, after the Princess An Immortal left, came to the Prince Mu’s Palace to be a spreader. Such a strange and abnormal thing, Fang Qing, are you still not going to tell me the truth?"

Mu Junhan's eyes shined, and an indescribable pressure was emitted from his body. The aura of a person in a high position was so oppressive that it caused Fang Qing's heart to tremble, and he could not help but take two steps back.

"Hereditary Prince, this old servant … "That's right, this old servant is Fang Yan." She clenched her teeth, as if giving her all, "Back then when the Princess An Immortal went there, this old servant felt that the Prince An would definitely marry a reigner, and at that time, this old servant, who was left behind as the previous Princess An, would probably be in the way of the new Princess An, so this old servant found a chance to leave the palace.

An Lingge sneered and walked out from behind Mu Junhan, "nanny Fang, you thought so thoroughly, how come you and Nanny Zhang didn't leave the manor together? Weren't you two the best two ever? "

She walked out of the shadows, and a gorgeous face slowly appeared in front of Fang Qing's face.

The face that looked fifty to sixty percent similar to Princess An's made nanny Fang unconsciously exclaim in surprise, "Eldest Miss!"

She then smiled awkwardly, "Eldest Miss, at that time, I left you and Young Master, the two young siblings, and it was all because of this old servant's immorality. But Eldest Miss found the Prince Mu’s Palace today, she wouldn't have specially come to find trouble with this old servant, would she?"

Fang Qing didn't mention a single word about Princess An's death, saying that she did not do the right thing by leaving the manor after the Princess An Immortal left. Her words were fake and true, almost deceiving her.

An Lingge's bright black eyes swept across Fang Qing's body, and a wave of chilliness followed along his spine, "I'm not really concerned about how nanny Fang reached the Prince Mu’s Palace. I'm just here to ask you, how did my mother die all those years ago?"