So that's what it is. It's really amazing.

She snorted coldly, threw the bracelet on the ground, and then stomped on it hard with her high heels.

Luckily, she had specially changed into a pair of high heels. When she stepped on them, the beads were crushed to pieces, and the little bells were flattened.

Su Zhirou trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, Zhiyu was also slapped by Lu Ziyuan and crashed into a tree next to her.

"You're practically rebelling!"

Lu Ziyuan roared angrily and looked coldly at Zhong Muyu.

Zhong Muyu asked tentatively, "Lu Ziyuan, haven't you remembered yet?"

"Don't pretend!"

Lu Ziyuan rushed over and grabbed Zhong Muyu by the neck.

"Ugh, let go!"

"Zhong Muyu, don't think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

Seeing the murderous intent in his bloodshot eyes, Zhong Muyu finally began to feel fear.

Upon seeing this, Chengfeng and Zhiyu rushed to her rescue: "Your Highness, you can't do this! Stop it!"

"Your Highness, don't let yourself regret this!"

The two people's cries seemed to touch Lu Ziyuan's heartstrings. He felt a sharp pain in his brain and then let go, throwing Zhong Muyu to the ground.

Zhong Muyu fell straight down, her bones aching all over, and then the sound of shattering glass echoed from the ground.

It was that glass hairpin.

The hairpin was flung away and shattered into pieces. Zhong Muyu picked up the broken hairpin and felt powerlessness and pain for the first time.

"princess!"

Zaochun was startled and quickly helped her up. Zhong Muyu's hands trembled uncontrollably, but she still tightly gripped the broken hairpin.

She held the hairpin up to Lu Ziyuan, her face filled with sorrow: "Why is this happening...?"

"baffling."

Lu Ziyuan impatiently threw the hairpin away, shattering the already broken hairpin into even smaller pieces.

But after doing this, some images suddenly flashed through Lu Ziyuan's mind.

He found a blond, blue-eyed merchant, bought the hairpin, and then carefully placed it in Zhong Muyu's hair.

When did all of this happen?

Lu Ziyuan felt his mind was in complete chaos, which made him want to escape from here.

So he left Su Zhirou behind and left Xinxiang Courtyard alone.

Seeing this, the other servants dared not stay any longer and all left.

The crowd dispersed, but Su Zhirou did not leave. She stared intently at Zhong Muyu, as if she wanted to devour her alive.

"You think smashing that bracelet will bring the prince back to his senses? Don't dream about it, he'll never remember you!"

"I don't think so, Su Zhirou. Don't be too happy yet, or you'll die without a burial place."

"Ha! All you're good for is your mouth."

Su Zhirou clenched her fists angrily and stormed off from Xinxiang Courtyard.

The colorful lights were still spinning, but Zhong Muyu was so tired that all she wanted to do was collapse on the ground.

Fortunately, Zaochun and Qiao'er supported her in time.

"Your Highness, please don't worry, things will take a turn for the better."

Zhong Muyu reached for a chair and sat down: "Even if I understand it in my heart, it still hurts when I actually face it..."

It's so painful.

"Chengfeng, Zhiyu, thank you for today. Please go and find Lu Ziyuan and keep an eye on his situation."

Zhong Muyu tapped the table, trying to rouse herself.

She felt she would burst into tears if she didn't do that. It would be too embarrassing to cry in front of them.

Chengfeng nodded: "We are all on the Princess's side, so please don't worry!"

Watching the two leave, Zhong Muyu held Zaochun's hand and said, "Let's pack our things and get some rest."

"Then Your Highness, please go and rest. We can take care of these things."

Zhong Muyu forced a smile: "Let's all do it together, it'll be faster."

She knew that her smile was probably uglier than her tears.

She took down the light hanging high up; she couldn't sleep now, and if she didn't find something to do, she was afraid she would feel unbearably uncomfortable.

Inside the Prince of Ling's residence, he did not sleep all night.

...

In the morning, Zhong Muyu was eating breakfast in a low mood when Cheng Feng suddenly rushed over without even announcing his arrival.

"Your Highness, Consort Su has just left the residence."

"so what?"

Zhong Muyu seemed not to have listened at all, and the pancake in her hand tasted like nothing at all.

"What do you mean, 'so'? She said she was going to buy jewelry, so she went to the accounting office and withdrew some money. But don't you find it strange? Why would she need to buy jewelry?"

At this moment, Zhong Muyu finally came to her senses: "You mean, she's going to see someone?"

"Very likely. Didn't you crush her bracelet last night? That thing controls the prince. If he loses it, he might not be able to control him anymore. I suspect she must be going to find the person who gave her the bracelet!"

Chengfeng's analysis was very logical and made a lot of sense.

Zhong Muyu also understood the problem. She took a deep breath and composed herself: "Your analysis makes sense. Let's go take a look!"

"Zhiyu has already caught up; we should find it soon!"

Zhong Muyu didn't even finish her meal before running outside with Chengfeng.

On the main street, Su Zhirou first had Lianye take the carriage to the jewelry store, while she secretly got off and went into a dark alley.

Chengfeng and Zhong Muyu chased after Zhiyu for half the distance before they encountered her.

"She didn't buy jewelry; she took advantage of the crowd and went that way."

Zhiyu pointed to a dark alley.

Zhong Muyu pondered, "That place should lead to the Black Street, which is full of underground exchanges. Sure enough."

"Your Highness, do you know where there is?"

“How could someone who owns a restaurant in the port area not know about this place? We need to hurry and catch up with her. Knowing the location isn't enough; we have no idea which restaurant she went to.”

The shops in underground trading places are mostly very hidden. A beggar on the street might actually be an assassin selling concealed weapons.

The three men, one in the shadows and two in the open, quietly pursued him into the dark street.

On the way, to prevent any accidents, Zhong Muyu took out a small pistol and hid it in her sleeve.

Su Zhirou was very wary, constantly looking back the whole way, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she entered the pharmacy.

This time, however, she was not greeted by the shopkeeper in the black cloak, but by Wu Zhao, who was wearing a mask.

"We meet again, Su Zhirou."

Su Zhirou patted her chest: "You're here? Perfect timing. The Bewitching Bell that the Shadow Witch gave me was crushed by that bitch. I want to see her and ask for another one!"

Money is not a problem!

To everyone's surprise, Wu Zhao smiled and shook his head: "You're too impatient. How can you have such a magical artifact just because you want it? Besides, the Shadow Witch has already left, so I can't help you now."

"What can we do? Without the Bewitching Bell, my mediocre magic is no match for him. Wu Zhao, I beg you, is there any other way? Even a sleeping potion will do!"

"I don't have any drugs to control people's minds. But since you helped me bring in valuable people, I'll give you one last hand."

Wu Zhao placed a porcelain bottle in front of her.

"The aphrodisiac you mentioned last time, I'll give it to you for free this time."