Seeing Bai Fei's worried and tearful appearance was enough to melt the heart of any man.

Zu An wondered if this woman had a "green tea" personality. But men really do fall for that.

He hurriedly comforted her, "Consort Bai, don't worry. Although the female assassin wasn't caught, she was seriously injured by the Emperor himself. Even if she doesn't die, she'll be crippled. How could she possibly cause trouble?"

"The Emperor is indeed the best in the world," Consort Bai murmured to herself, her expression somewhat dazed.

Zu'an continued, "Moreover, Lord Zhu Xie is currently doing his best to capture her. That female assassin is too busy hiding to dare to cause trouble in the palace."

Anyway, the cult leader can't hear it now, so saying a few bad things shouldn't be a problem, right?

Consort Bai smiled slightly: "Thank you for your comfort, Eleventh Lord. I feel much more at ease now."

Just then, the sound of a baby crying came from afar. Consort Bai hurriedly stood up: "Excuse me, the Crown Prince may be hungry. I need to go and see him."

Zu An glanced at her swollen breasts and thought to himself, "Aren't there wet nurses in the palace? Which concubine would personally feed her?"

Noticing his gaze, Bai Fei blushed, followed by a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

"I'll take my leave now," Zu'an said hurriedly as he departed.

Consort Bai then said, "I will have the palace maids and eunuchs deliver the gifts to your courtyard." After saying this, she left with a graceful figure behind her.

Next, the palace maid who had brought him there earlier, along with a group of eunuchs, delivered several boxes to Zu'an's residence.

"What's your name, young lady?" Zu An looked at the pretty palace maid in front of him. He didn't have any romantic feelings for her, but he subconsciously wanted to befriend the people around these nobles.

As the saying goes, it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings; maintaining good relationships with these people is quite useful.

"My name is Xinrui," the palace maid replied timidly.

“A good name,” Zuan couldn’t help but laugh. “You have the same personality as your master. No wonder Bai Fei trusts you so much.”

Consort Bai truly loved flowers; even her maids' names were related to flowers.

Xinrui replied softly, "I dare not compare myself to Your Highness."

Along the way, Zu'an used his silver tongue, which he had honed in his previous life, to make Xinrui tremble with excitement.

From the other party, he learned a lot more about Consort Bai. Consort Bai did not usually live in the East Palace, and she did not seem to be very familiar with the Crown Prince. She just stayed in her own palace and rarely went out. Her biggest hobby was growing all kinds of flowers and plants.

Neither the Crown Prince nor the Crown Princess ever came to see her, and she rarely visited them either, as if she were living a life detached from worldly affairs.

Could it be that the Crown Prince has become a father unexpectedly?

Zu An fell into deep thought. How could a woman as beautiful and intelligent as Consort Bai possibly be interested in that fat fool? But who else could it be but the Crown Prince?

Could it be the rumored emperor?

Sigh, there's too little information to make a judgment.

After Xinrui had her subordinates put down the reward boxes, she left. After Zu'an closed the courtyard gate, Yun Jianyue emerged from the room and said coldly, "You're such a libertine, you don't even spare a little maid."

Clearly, Zu'an's attempt to chat up Xinrui had not escaped her notice.

"What do you know? This palace is fraught with danger, so I naturally have to be careful and try to build as many good relationships as possible." Zu An snorted and ignored her.

Yun Jianyue knew this made sense, so she didn't dwell on it any further. She glanced at the silks and satins in the boxes and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You really are popular with women. Even the Crown Princess and Consort Bai are vying to send you things."

"It's just because of my special status." Zu An didn't get cocky. "By the way, I need to leave the palace. I can't let Cheng Xiong keep targeting me. I should fight back."

"Okay." Yun Jianyue nodded, without saying anything more, and lay back on the silk ribbon to close her eyes and recuperate.

Zuan was speechless. Was this guy addicted to dressing up as Little Dragon Girl?

As soon as he stepped out, an embroidered messenger approached him: "Eleventh Lord, this is the information that Commander Zhu Xie asked me to give you."

Zu An took the report and was surprised to find it was a report on monitoring Cheng Xiong: "So fast?"

From what I've said, it's only been half a day for me and Zhu Xiechixin.

The embroidered-robed messenger replied with a smile, "The embroidered pavilion contains detailed information on each official; we are merely making some additions and subtractions. Please take your time, sir. I shall take my leave now."

"Thank you!" Zu'an then realized that the Embroidered-Robed Envoy was a secret agent used by the emperor to monitor his officials, so it was perfectly normal for him to have this ability.

He took the similar document and examined it carefully.

Cheng Xiong was born into poverty, made great contributions on the battlefield, and was appreciated by Qin Se, the commander of the Central Guard. He rose through the ranks and became the Left Guard General, becoming an important figure in the Qi King's faction.

Upon seeing Qin Se's name, Zu An felt a bit of a headache. He hadn't expected that she was actually from Chu Chuyan's maternal grandfather's family.

He continued reading, his brows gradually furrowing.

After Cheng Xiong rose to prominence, he did not remember the suffering of the poor people in the past. Instead, he became even more corrupt and lawless.

The records of the Embroidered-Robe Envoy listed several instances of him using his power to seize the land and houses of ordinary people. On one occasion, he even took a fancy to the wife of a wealthy family and, through a series of maneuvers, caused the family to be ruined and successfully seized the wife.

His son, Cheng Gang, was also a notorious playboy in the capital, and he had done his fair share of bullying men and women.

As he read through the messages one by one, Zu An's eyelids twitched, and after a long while, he exhaled and said, "Scumbag!"

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