When Zhong Muyu returned to Xinxiang Courtyard, with the help of Uncle Qiu and Zaochun, the shops outside heard about the situation and also supported her, which gave her confidence again.

This incident has greatly alarmed the other maids in Xinxiang Courtyard. Now, their biggest concern is how Zhong Muyu will face this situation.

Zhong Muyu acted as if nothing had happened, making a bunch of snacks and eating and drinking with them.

It's not that she isn't anxious, but rather that she doesn't want to spread panic to others before things are clear.

The sun is setting.

Looking at the sky, Zaochun asked, "Will the Prince go to Consort Su's place tonight?"

Zhong Muyu also looked at the sky: "Judging from his severely poisoned appearance, it's almost certainly true."

"Then Your Highness..."

"If he really does that, I'll pack my things and run far away tomorrow. But..."

Zhong Muyu went back and turned on the light: "I don't believe that his possessed appearance was his true intention. In order to avoid making a mistake that will haunt me for eternity, I will definitely not let Su Zhirou get away with it!"

Zhong Muyu clapped her hands: "Let's hurry and lend a hand before it gets dark!"

In early spring, completely bewildered, she followed Zhong Muyu and saw him pull out a bunch of random things from who-knows-when.

Thanks to Zhong Muyu's guidance, Zaochun has become quite adept at installing these things. Under Zhong Muyu's arrangement, the group of them successfully installed them all.

Zhong Muyu called out to them, "It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, the important thing is that it must be sturdy!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, it's definitely sturdy!"

Qiao'er tied a large lamp tightly.

In early spring, she asked, "What should we do next?"

Zhong Muyu stroked her chin: "All that's left is to make dinner."

Several maids smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, we have already prepared dinner, and your dessert has also been made."

"Wow! That's really efficient, but it's not enough. Let's make some more snacks so we can all eat together."

Everyone nodded and went back to their tasks.

The actions at Xinxiang Courtyard did not disturb anyone, and Lu Ziyuan was invited to dinner at Tingzhi Courtyard that evening.

After dinner, Lu Ziyuan was about to go back to work when Su Zhirou grabbed his arm.

"Your Highness, I know you are busy with official duties, but could you please make an exception and keep me company tonight?"

"Rou'er, I will return soon after finishing my official duties."

"Official business can be handled anytime, but let's make an exception for tonight."

Su Zhirou was unwilling to give up, so she waved the bracelet in front of him again.

"Let's make an exception this once, then let's make an exception this once..."

Seeing that he was obedient, Su Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief.

Her illusion magic was only learned halfway through; without this bracelet, she probably wouldn't have been able to control Lu Ziyuan at all.

Even with this bracelet, Lu Ziyuan still hesitates, thinks, and tries to break free from Zhong Muyu's control every time he sees her.

It seems we need to find a way to get Zhong Muyu out of the palace.

Just as Su Zhirou was pondering, Lu Ziyuan had already given instructions to Chengfeng and Zhiyu, who were guarding outside: "You two go back to your study and wait for orders. I will be staying at Tingzhi Courtyard tonight."

After the two left Tingzhi Courtyard, they felt increasingly uneasy.

"That's strange. The prince wasn't the type to neglect official duties before."

Zhiyu said, "The prince is so infatuated with Consort Su that he doesn't seem like himself at all."

"We really need to think of something. By the way, aren't you usually the most resourceful? Do you have any ideas?"

"If you ask me, perhaps Consort Su used some kind of evil magic from another realm. If that's the case, things could get complicated."

Zhiyu thought about it in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was an evil spell.

"Tomorrow I'll go check books about sorcery to see if there are any clues."

Chengfeng nodded: "That's fine, but it's tough on the princess. She must be very sad."

"Definitely, but the princess is a very proud person, she won't show it."

“She will be very sad too. Anyway, we have nothing to do now, so let’s go to Xinxiang Courtyard to take a look.”

Without waiting for Zhiyu's consent, Chengfeng pulled him away.

Zhong Muyu's sadness is Zaochun's sadness, and he can't just sit idly by while Zaochun is heartbroken!

As the two approached Fragrant Courtyard, the light emanating from within was blinding. Although Fragrant Courtyard was usually the brightest place, it felt exceptionally bright tonight.

The two knocked on the door, and soon a maid opened it. Upon seeing them, the maid hurriedly reported, "Your Highness, it's Guard Chengfeng and Guard Zhiyu!"

Zhong Muyu was busy in the yard when she saw them arrive and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Chengfeng told her the truth, and Zhong Muyu frowned slightly: "He is indeed quite ill."

Chengfeng said, "We came here to see if Your Highness has any ideas."

"I do have a lame idea. Although I don't have Su Zhirou's underhanded tricks, I can still mess with them. What, do you two want to help?"

Chengfeng preemptively declared his feelings: "We will do whatever the Princess needs!"

Zhi Yu nodded slightly: "The same goes for me."

"Alright! Then let's turn the entire Prince's mansion upside down tonight!"

Zhong Muyu seemed to be in high spirits. She snapped her fingers, and all the lights in the courtyard turned on.

"Wow!"

Everyone was so shocked that their mouths dropped open.

Zhong Muyu instructed the two of them: "These things consume a lot of electricity. To avoid any accidents, you two go and crank that manual generator."

In early spring, he came over and personally demonstrated it to them. Chengfeng couldn't help but feel puzzled, as if he was doing hard labor.

However, doing manual labor is fine; as long as it helps the princess, it doesn't matter if I have to exert myself.

With everything ready, Qiao'er asked, "Your Highness, what should we do next?"

Zhong Muyu brought over a microphone, tested the sound, and asked them, "Does anyone know how to sing?"

"This servant knows."

One of the maids stepped forward: "My family is from Jiangnan, and I can sing the Lotus Picking Song."

Zhong Muyu shook her head: "The Lotus Picking Song isn't passionate enough. Are there any other ones?"

Qiao'er said, "This servant can sing folk songs. May I sing a folk song?"

"Okay, come and try it."

Zhong Muyu pulled her over and put the headset on her.

"Don't worry about that thing in your ear, just sing, sing louder!"

Qiao'er nodded vigorously, and with just one shout, she almost sent Zhong Muyu away.

"Hey!!!!!"

The others were startled by the noise and quickly covered their ears.

Qiao'er seemed to really like the song, singing it with great enthusiasm, but the melody was really not flattering.

There are no techniques involved, only emotions.

Zaochun tugged at Zhong Muyu's sleeve: "I never expected Qiao'er to sing like this."

"I love the effect!"

...

Meanwhile, in Tingzhi Courtyard, Su Zhirou was peeling grapes for Lu Ziyuan when she was interrupted by Qiao'er's howl.

"What's wrong?"

Su Zhirou peeked out.

Lianye hurriedly came in and said, "This servant doesn't know either, it sounds like it came from the Xinxiang Courtyard."

Lu Ziyuan was furious: "It's Xinxiang Courtyard again! What exactly is Zhong Muyu trying to do?"