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Ying Luo crossed her arms, her brows furrowed tightly, and walked slowly through the garden of the Wangfu, her footsteps slightly heavy.
Her gaze was somewhat distant, as if she were lost in her own thoughts. As she walked, she suddenly stopped, looking around as if searching for something.
After a moment, she headed towards a seemingly secluded corner, shaded by several tall trees that made it appear somewhat dim.
In the corner, a cluster of unremarkable indigo flowers suddenly caught her attention. Ying Luo's eyes brightened instantly, as if she had discovered a treasure, and she hurried over.
She slowly crouched down, her movements gentle as if afraid of disturbing the little flowers.
Reaching out her right hand, she carefully brushed aside the weeds surrounding the flowers, observing them closely while murmuring to herself, "This color, this shape, yes, it must be it."
After fiddling with the flowers for a while in the corner, a radiant smile blossomed on her face like a flower blooming in spring: "It really is Cold Orchid; I didn't expect it to grow here."
She cautiously took out a handkerchief from her waist and laid it on the ground. Then she picked up a small stone nearby and gently began to dig around the Cold Orchid.
Her movements were extremely careful, fearing that she might damage the roots of the Cold Orchid. With each scoop of soil, she would stop to check on the state of the Cold Orchid.
Before long, the Cold Orchid was completely unearthed. She gently placed it on the handkerchief and wrapped it up carefully.
Just as Ying Luo was about to stand up with satisfaction, an unusual sound reached her ears. At first, the sound was very faint, as if it were coming from far away, like the gentle rustling of leaves in a breeze.
But as time passed, the sound grew clearer, as if someone were whispering in her ear.
"The prince is wise; that woman was indeed sent by Monarch Pei Xuan. After rigorous interrogation, my subordinate learned that there seem to be people from Tao'an in our residence."
It was clearly the voice of the steward. Ying Luo's body instantly stiffened; her ears perked up as she listened intently.
"Tao'an? I have no intention of involving myself with Tao'an; cooperating with that old fox is merely a facade to gain his assistance in obtaining the position of Chuanlan Monarch. If we discover it's his people, eliminate them immediately without further instructions."
Ye Muyan's words dripped with malice reached Ying Luo's ears like a thunderclap, leaving her stunned. Is this what Ye Muyan envisions for his grand ambitions?
"The subordinate is unclear, Miss Ying Luo..." The butler's voice carried a hint of confusion.
"Isn't it said that the more unattainable something is, the more it captivates one's thoughts? After separation, one can only let longing grow, leading to a disaster of yearning. It would be better to keep her by my side; perhaps one day I will grow weary of her, which would ultimately benefit me."
Though Ye Muyan's words were like this, his usually cold voice now overflowed with undeniable warmth.
So it is! Ying Luo felt her hands and feet turn icy and stiff, as if she were in a frozen wasteland.
Her hands trembled involuntarily, and the handkerchief she held nearly fell to the ground. She could no longer absorb a single word, nor did she notice the tenderness in his words; all that lingered in her heart was a chill.
Indeed, he might genuinely care for her to some extent, but compared to his grand ambitions, it was insignificant. He kept her by his side simply to avoid letting personal feelings disturb his mind.
This was understandable; however, for herself, this entangled affection was not of utmost importance.
Before she could come to terms with this realization, a sudden doubt arose in her mind: why could she overhear Ye Muyan's private conversation with the butler here?
Hesitantly turning around, a delicate face suddenly appeared before her eyes!
Startled, Ying Luo leaned back abruptly and nearly fell. Fortunately, a pair of gentle hands caught her just in time.
Yi Lanxi helped Ying Luo sit down at a nearby stone table and then respectfully knelt on the ground, clasping her hands in salute as she said, "The shadow guard Yi Lanxi pays respects to the princess!"
"You!" Ying Luo was taken aback by the series of shocks and momentarily lost her ability to speak.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Fearing being seen by others, Yi Lanxi quickly stood up and placed an Herb Hoe before Ying Luo.
She gently traced a character "Yen" engraved on the Herb Hoe with her finger and then slowly explained, "This Herb Hoe has the character 'Yen' carved on it. At first, I didn't pay much attention. Later, when the master discovered you were missing and ordered us to find your whereabouts, I started to take note."
It turned out that Yi Lanxi was a spy arranged by the Crown Prince, and that initial sweet pear fragrance was meant to delay Ye Muyan's poisoning. No wonder Ye Muyan's condition had been fluctuating at that time.
"Does the princess remember me? Eight years ago, during the plague outbreak in Qingyun County, it was thanks to the princess that my mother was saved. Since then, Lanxi has vowed to serve the master and the princess with my life!"
Excitement sparkled in Yi Lanxi's eyes, her voice trembling slightly as she revealed her heartfelt emotions.
"I remember."
Ying Luo nodded, her thoughts instantly returning to eight years ago.
At that time, she had just begun to hone her medical skills and happened to pass through Qingyun County, where she saved a woman infected with the plague and entrusted someone to take good care of the mother and daughter. Unexpectedly, this led her to become a secret guard for the Crown Prince. The twists of fate were truly astonishing.
Yi Lanxi beamed with joy, her face radiating happiness.
She took Ying Luo's hand and recounted how she came to enter the royal residence.
This cleverly constructed wall was built by Yi Lanxi herself. Although it appeared ordinary, its angles allowed sounds from the study to be clearly heard.
This place was rarely visited, and Yi Lanxi had also stationed a servant to keep watch.
If today's visitor had not been Ying Luo, they would have long since become a victim.
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