That doesn't mean we'll meet alone.

Yu Nanqing was very depressed.

Just then, Tanaka brought in breakfast from outside: silver thread meat soup, fragrant braised noodles, longevity cakes, and peach blossom pastries.

Yu Nanqing's meat soup was served with fresh fish soup, while Su Wanyan's braised noodles were served with osmanthus-scented tea.

Su Wanyan really liked the new chef at the Prince's mansion. The dishes he cooked every day were not only very fresh and delicious, but also very much to Su Wanyan's liking.

After having breakfast with Yu Nanqing, Su Wanyan gave him acupuncture and then left the mansion after a few simple preparations.

Even though Yu Nanqing was reluctant, there was nothing she could do.

Fu Bao Lou.

It's still the same shopkeeper.

Upon seeing Su Wanyan approach, he hurriedly bowed and stepped forward, saying, "This humble subject greets Your Highness, the Princess. I was unaware of Your Highness's presence and apologize for not welcoming you properly."

As he spoke, he knelt down.

"..."

The manager of Fubaolou was named Chen Wanfu, a name that seemed to have a connection to the restaurant.

Yesterday, Wang Zhang came to discuss the Fubaolou matter with him, and Chen Wanfu learned about Yu Nanqing and Su Wanyan's identities.

Upon seeing her arrive today, he immediately kowtowed to welcome her, leaving Su Wanyan feeling helpless. She said, "Manager, I still prefer the way you were the day before yesterday."

Naïve and enthusiastic.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Chen Wanfu was overjoyed, but dared not get up before Su Wanyan spoke.

Su Wanyan stepped forward and helped him up: "Get up quickly, you don't need to do this kind of curtsy when you meet in the future."

Fearing that Chen Wanfu might not understand, he added, "Especially when you're out and about, the more low-key you are, the better."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Wanfu understood immediately and could not refuse.

Su Wanyan arrived early, while Su He arrived an hour later.

Upon seeing Su Wanyan, Su He stepped forward to bow, but Su Wanyan stopped him first: "No need for bowing, please sit down, Young Master Su."

Su He hesitated for a moment, then decided to stop worrying about it.

Qiu Ye and Huang Ye retreated outside the room to guard the door, while Xiao Bu stayed close behind Su Wanyan.

Su He felt very uncomfortable seeing this, and her brows and eyes revealed a sense of irritation.

Su Wanyan sensed something was wrong with Su He as soon as he came in.

When Su He first met him at Prince Gong's Mansion, she harbored resentment towards the Eldest Princess, but she didn't show it. Her gentle and refined scholarly demeanor was obvious.

But now, his forehead is filled with a palpable sense of melancholy, as if he has a thousand emotions swirling in his heart, yet he can't vent them at all.

Su He was originally an ordinary musician who lived a life of peace and tranquility. If it weren't for the Princess, he probably would never have become a male concubine without self-respect.

It's clear that Su He was going through a lot of inner turmoil while she was at the Princess's residence.

She suddenly remembered that when she first met Si Yang, his expression was almost the same, only Si Yang hid it better than Su He.

Su Wanyan looked at Su He: "Young Master Su, I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Su He felt a tightness in his chest, as if someone had finally understood the injustices he had suffered at the Princess's residence these past few days. He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Do you want to leave?" Su Wanyan asked.

Su He paused for a moment, then heard Su Wanyan continue, "Anytime is fine."

She did hope to find a way to deal with the eldest princess, but she didn't like to force others.

In particular, she watched Su He transform from a gentle and refined person into such a 'resentful woman in the deep palace'.

Su He frowned and lowered his eyes, saying, "This humble subject hopes that Your Majesty will no longer need me... before asking me to leave."

"I'm not sure if things will turn out well."

"It's alright." Su He pursed her lips. "We've already come this far. If I leave now, what was the point of all my previous forbearance?"

Upon hearing Su He's words, Su Wanyan understood and asked a very pointed question: "Have you ever served the Princess?"

Su He immediately clenched her fist in her sleeve, pressed her lips tightly together, gritted her teeth, stared at the ground, and remained silent.

Or rather, he didn't know how to bring it up.

Seeing his reaction, Su Wanyan understood again.

"She still falls for this kind of thing."

"Yes," Su He admitted.

Su Wanyan instructed him to obey the princess, but not completely; to maintain a delicate balance, which was just like having a grasp on the princess's temperament.

In Su Wanyan's opinion, everyone is a little bit perverse to some extent, though not everyone.

Most people find things that are too compliant to them too bland, and regardless of gender, they hope to find something different in this compliance.

For the eldest princess, who has everything at her fingertips, this harmless act of defiance would only fascinate her more.

Su Wanyan pulled a small packet of powder from her wide sleeve, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Su He: "This is a packet of poison powder, but it is different from the poisons you usually encounter. This poison powder is not lethal, nor does it need to be taken orally. Although it is called poison, it is actually more like a medicinal powder."

She simply concentrated the dosage of the medicine to such a tiny amount that it became a poison that caused illness but did not cure it.

Su He asked without hesitation, "What does Your Highness require of this humble subject?"

“Just let the Princess come into contact with this packet of poison powder, just a tiny bit,” Su Wanyan said, giving Su He an idea: “You can use the hands of other male favorites in the Princess’s residence to transfer the poison to the Princess.”

This means that the poison powder doesn't need to be handled by one person; it can be handled by two or three people.

It's just that its toxicity is relatively weaker.

Su He could secretly sprinkle it on the male concubine he was about to serve, so that he could completely sever ties with her.

Su He raised an eyebrow and picked up the packet of poison powder: "So, no matter what method is used, as long as the Princess comes into contact with a small amount, that's fine, right?"

"yes."

"What if the Princess were to come into contact with the entire packet of poison?"

Su Wanyan's brows twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she still spoke: "There will be unexpected results, but... I advise you not to do this. You have to protect yourself."

The poison powder has a long shelf life; once it's all used up, even Su He won't be spared.

"Your Highness, just give the instructions. If I can't do it, then I'm just incompetent." If he didn't have the ability, he wasn't even qualified to think about how to take revenge on the Princess.

Su He has quite a bit of backbone.

This was the second time Su Wanyan had heard him say such things, and she couldn't help but admire him.

As if remembering something, Su Wanyan suddenly asked, "By the way, did you see the驸马 (the驸马) at the Princess's residence?"

"The prince consort?" Su He shook her head: "I've never seen him before."

"I see."

"However, although I have never met him, I have heard people in the Princess's residence say that the Prince Consort's legs ache in winter, so the Princess does not allow him to move around and has sent many people to take care of him. I suppose that is why I have never met the Prince Consort."

Su Wanyan chuckled upon hearing this: "The two brothers really do things in exactly the same way."

Emperor Yuanhe placed Yu Nanqing under house arrest for the same reason.

Even the common people know that the Princess doesn't like her husband, so how could the servants in the Princess's mansion possibly have any respect for him?