It was obvious that Feng Beijian didn't want to get involved in this mess with her, because Feng Beijian was not involved in the murder, and his words also clearly told her that he would not care about it, but don't try to drag him into it, otherwise the consequences would be at your own risk.

"That's not necessarily true. That damn girl can be so arrogant because she relies on your grandfather. As long as you please your grandfather, you can have whatever you want."

"It's not enough that that idiot didn't die, he actually came back as a changed man. If it weren't for that birthmark, I would have thought it was someone else!" An Rongxin gritted her teeth in hatred. She thought that everything was under her control. As long as that bitch died, everything would belong to her, An Rongxin. But she didn't expect that the idiot would change.

Today, An Tianyu has changed her name to An Tingyu. She has changed her name and personality. She is no longer as cowardly as before. She is arrogant, cold, calm, smart, and speaks in an orderly manner. Even she who thinks she is talented and knowledgeable has fallen flat in front of that bitch. But what is that damn girl thinking?

She didn't even tell grandpa the truth about her 'killing' her?

On this day, the sky was originally sunny, but it suddenly started to drizzle in the afternoon. An Tingyu walked across the street with an oil-paper umbrella, turned into the alley, and then quietly slipped into a luxurious mansion through the back door.

"Miss An, Prince Jing's Mansion should have a gate, right? Isn't it too rude for you to sneak in like this?" Halfway through, he found... no, to be more precise, An Tingyu's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Liu Yunsheng said helplessly.

"Who told you to arrange the venue at Prince Jing's Mansion? But it's okay. Prince Jing's Mansion is your backyard after all. Even if we are discovered, it will be easier to cover up." An Tingyu said in a calm and somewhat indifferent tone, "Lead the way! I have to go back soon. Grandpa is waiting for me to have dinner!"

Liu Yunsheng rolled his eyes. "I say, is it still noon? You're talking about dinner right after lunch. Are you really hungry?"

An Tingyu pursed her lips and said nothing, staring at him with her sharp eyes, without blinking. She didn't retract her fierce gaze until Liu Yunsheng turned his head away uncomfortably.

Liu Yunsheng sighed secretly, and said in a tone of admitting defeat, "Aotian is in the room, I'll take you there."

Following Liu Yunsheng's steps, he walked past a pavilion, crossed the rockery, turned around the corridor, and finally walked into a quiet and elegant courtyard.

A gentle breeze blew, and the air after the rain was a little damp, slightly cool but not cold, and very comfortable. Under this tranquil sky, the plum blossoms on the wall were pink. Under the plum tree, a man in a soft silver silk robe, gorgeous and noble, graceful and proud, looked at the sky with indifferent and distant eyes.

He was lying on the couch, his luxurious robe hem forming multiple layers of folded arcs, winding around the couch and dancing freely with the breeze. The man's jade-like slender fingers were slightly open, letting the pink plum blossoms fall into his hands, looking enchanting and intimidating.

"Are they here?" Jing Aotian said calmly when he saw two figures from the corner of his eyes.

An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, "Prince Jing really knows how to enjoy life. Although the plum blossoms after the rain are not as beautiful as those in the sun, the air after the rain is the freshest, and there is also a faint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms and rain."

"You got in through the back door." This is an affirmative sentence.

"Prince Jing is really clever!" An Tingyu said casually. But Jing Aotian said, "Miss An, thank you very much. I just didn't receive the report of the visitor. And your shoes are covered with dust. If you were going from the Prime Minister's Residence to Prince Jing's Mansion, there would be no dust if you went through the main gate."

An Tingyu's beautiful eyes flashed with admiration. What a man with strong observation skills. He could see through him at a glance. He was indeed not an ordinary prince. No wonder everyone looked at him with fear when they mentioned Prince Jing.

"Prince Jing, before we start, I have something to ask you." An Tingyu suddenly said again.

Jing Aotian had a dull and handsome face and said calmly, "Please speak."

"You took care of An Rongxin's personal maid, right?" While asking, An Tingyu stared at him with her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see something from his face, but unfortunately, that face that was a little too handsome didn't change at all, and nothing could be seen from it.

"Handle? What do you mean by handle? She is a maid in your Prime Minister's Mansion. Why should I handle her? And what do you mean by handle?"

An Tingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering if Jing Aotian was pretending to be stupid with her, or if it really had nothing to do with him. But as far as she knew, An Rongxin's personal maid died on the day she met Jing Aotian, and she felt strange at the time. Why didn't An Rongxin report it to Sun when she knew she was not "dead" for a long time, but later found out that An Rongxin's maid was dead?