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Seeing Luan Zhengya approaching her, Qin Yuyao couldn't help but pause for a moment. Then she felt the hot and moist air on her neck, and her whole body trembled.

I subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, but heard a very slight laugh from him.

"My wife, please wait for me at home. Don't wander around." These words seemed plain, but when Qin Yuyao heard them, she lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience.

Seeing her guilty look, Luan Zhengya didn't expose her. She tapped her cheek and walked out with Jiang He.

*

In the evening, the Prince Zhen'an's Mansion was usually very quiet, and now that the prince was out, it was even quieter.

But today was different. Qin Yuyao was walking forward, followed by Jin Yu and Qing Yu.

The three of them walked very quickly along the way, and all the servants and maids they met were ordered away by Qingyu and Jinyu before they could even greet them.

Qin Yuyao held her head high and chest puffed out, walking as if she were walking into an empty space. No one dared to stop her until she reached the door of the study.

The guard with the scimitar subconsciously reached out to stop him, but was held down by Jin Yu. "How dare you! Our young lady is the only legitimate wife in the mansion, a respected master. If you dare to stop me, are you courting death?"

Jin Yu looked at the guard fiercely, while Qing Yu, standing beside him, stood in front of Qin Yuyao. The two maids' actions made the guard hesitate and take a half step back.

Seeing this, Qin Yuyao said nothing, pushed the guard aside and walked into the study. The guard wanted to speak again, but was immediately stopped by the guard on the other side: "Didn't you hear? This is the princess. I think the prince must know, so you and I should not get involved."

The two of them were talking loudly, and Qin Yuyao, who had just entered, heard every word they said.

Perhaps Luan Zhengya had given instructions, so he came in easily. Thinking in his heart, his eyes fell on the layout of the study.

It looked just like any other day, except that the important intelligence letter was not on the desk. After thinking for a moment, Qin Yuyao glanced at the two people behind her.

Jin Yu and Qing Yu nodded immediately, and they closed the study door on the left and right, and then stood at the door to guard it.

Qin Yuyao approached the desk carefully and observed it carefully, picking out all the words that were familiar to her.

They were just greeting letters or envelopes from other officials trying to curry favor. I searched through dozens of them, and they were all ordinary letters.

If I give these to Qin Ziwen, he will definitely be able to tell that they are fake. After thinking about it, Qin Yuyao shifted her gaze to the blue and white porcelain jar filled with white scrolls.

This blue and white porcelain jar looked enormous, stuffed with at least a dozen scrolls. Qin Yuyao carefully took one out, slowly unfolded it, and was stunned.

It was because the person in the scroll was clearly herself, but she didn't know which day it was that she fell asleep sitting under the purple-leaf plum tree.

The painting was exquisite, with smooth and familiar lines. Qin Yuyao recognized it as Luan Zhengya's work at a glance. As she looked at it, Qin Yuyao felt her cheeks heat up.

He immediately put the scroll away again, and after thinking about it, he couldn't control his curiosity and opened another scroll.

As expected, in this scroll, it was still me, only my clothes were lighter, just like myself playing in the stream in the summer.

I didn't expect that Luan Zhengya had drawn so many pictures of herself. Thinking of this, Qin Yuyao became even more hesitant about looking for the letters.

Just as he was about to put the scroll back, he found it extremely difficult to put it back in. Looking closely, he saw a letter at the bottom of the blue and white porcelain jar.

The letter was folded several times, becoming a small square. If the scroll hadn't been moved, it would have been difficult to detect.

Qin Yuyao blinked and subconsciously glanced around. She saw Qingyu and Jinyu looking at her worriedly, perhaps because she had stayed in front of the blue and white porcelain vase for too long.

After thinking about it, Qin Yuyao didn't hesitate. She quickly opened the folded letter and read the contents at a glance.

Then he folded the letter again and stuffed it back.

He turned and nodded towards Qingyu, then picked up a book and walked outside.

"Miss, do you think the study is too stuffy? Why not go back to the yard and lie down and read more comfortably?" Qingyu took Qin Yuyao's hand and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the two guards at the door to hear.

The two men symbolically glanced at the book in Qin Yuyao's hand and stopped investigating. Jin Yu followed behind her, subtly blocking most of Qin Yuyao's body to prevent her from being discovered if she was in a bad state.

The three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief when they reached the main courtyard.

Jin Yu panted and said, "Miss, we are all in the palace. There is really no need to be afraid of the Right Prime Minister. If something really happens, he will definitely trust you because of your relationship with the prince."

Qingyu, who was pouring tea at the other end, nodded and agreed, "Jinyu is right. Young lady, you and the prince are not strangers. You are husband and wife, and you have known each other for a long time. Why are you so cautious? If you do this secretly, you won't be able to explain yourself if you are discovered."

Qin Yuyao knew the two's worries. However, she didn't know how to bring it up. She was Qin Ziwen's daughter; that was an indisputable fact.

She also happened to have a past relationship with Luan Zhengya. If she really told anyone else about it, anyone else would definitely think she had ulterior motives.

"Although this matter itself is wrong, I have not told the real information to anyone. I can tell it when I really find out." Qin Yuyao explained, but seeing the two people's disapproving expressions, she had no choice but to shut up.

Things have come to this point, so the most important thing is to get the contract documents back from Qin Ziwen.

Thinking of this, Qin Yuyao spread out a new letter on the desk. She wrote down the contents of the letter from memory. She also learned calligraphy from Luan Zhengya.

Therefore, it was easy to imitate Luan Zhengya's handwriting. After modifying the important times and number of people in the letter, Qin Yuyao thought about it and deleted many of the soldiers and generals involved.

After the letter had dried, Qin Yuyao picked it up and examined it repeatedly. Then, looking at Qingyu, who was still grinding ink, she asked, "Look, does this letter resemble Luan Zhengya's handwriting?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyu leaned in to examine it for a few moments. Recalling the originals she had seen before, she nodded in admiration, "Miss, your imitation is so close. It's almost indistinguishable. I imagine the Right Prime Minister would also have trouble distinguishing the handwriting."

Nodding, Qin Yuyao carefully folded the letter and sealed it in the envelope she often used when communicating with Qin Ziwen.

"Jin Yu, go to the palace and deliver the message, and tell them that the prince is out on business. I miss my grandmother very much in the prince's palace and want to go home." She would not feel at ease if she gave the letter to someone else to deliver it, so it would be better for her to go there in person.

After hearing this, Jin Yu immediately left the Prince's Mansion.

Luan Zhengya, a hundred miles away in Shengjing, naturally received the message at full speed. After carefully reading the contents, Luan Zhengya smiled at first, then turned serious.

"Qin Ziwen is a confused guy. He dares to seek benefits from a tiger without even finding out the other party's background." Luan Zhengya's voice was low and full of sarcasm.

Then, he thought of Qin Yuyao in the mansion, and his expression softened. Although he didn't know why Yuyao was unwilling to speak up, seeing her solve the problem with her own method, Luan Zhengya felt inexplicably proud.

Perhaps this simple method had some shadows of what he had taught him before. He had learned the trick of using deception in war and substituting a cat for the prince the best.

Thinking of her cunning eyes, Luan Zhengya felt that the fatigue from days of traveling had mostly dissipated. She tilted her head and ordered, "Hurry up! I want to arrive tomorrow morning."

The guards behind him responded one after another. They were already used to this kind of hurried back and forth. However, they did not know that the prince was not worried about the military situation this time, but about the princess who was far away in Shengjing.

*

As Qin Yuyao's carriage slowly stopped next to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, Qin Yuyao slowly got off the carriage with Qingyu's support.

Then he saw the person next to Old Lady Qin, who was looking at him closely. When he saw her coming down, he hurried to catch up.

"Greetings, Princess. The old lady asked me to wait here early in the morning. The master should have just finished the morning court and cannot come yet." The old nanny spoke truthfully. As for Madam Lin, she had always been at odds with the eldest lady, so naturally she would not mention it at all.

After hearing this, Qin Yuyao nodded slightly: "It's okay, I know about grandma's condition. I came here so early just to chat with her."

Having said that, she walked towards the mansion first. She was naturally very familiar with the way to her grandmother.

Unfortunately, as soon as she entered the small garden, she saw Qin Wenxin in the pavilion. Qin Yuyao didn't even glance at her and walked straight past her.

But then she heard Qin Wenxin say loudly: "Big sister is now the princess. I didn't salute her. As a sister, I don't think you will be angry, right?"

Qingyu rolled her eyes. "Our young lady doesn't even bother to pay attention to you, so why would someone rush to ask for a scolding?" If this happened in Taoyuan Village, she would have been scolded a long time ago.

She came here today to get the contract documents back from Qin Ziwen. Now that Qin Ziwen has not returned yet, Qin Yuyao is naturally not in a hurry.

Turning around, Qin Yuyao immediately put on a sneer on her face: "I didn't even want to say anything to you, but you are talking to yourself here."

Seeing the obvious mockery on Qin Yuyao's face, Qin Wenxin's eyes widened and she was furious: "Qin Yuyao, don't think that you can laugh at me here just because you become a princess. If I become a princess in the future, you can just wait to get sent back to the manor."

Hearing this, Qin Yuyao frowned and looked at her, thinking that this sounded no different from crazy. Currently, in Shengjing, apart from Luan Zhengya, who she had married some time ago, there was no other prince who was getting married.

How can Qin Wenxin still be a princess?

Seeing Qin Yuyao's puzzled expression, Qin Wenxin smiled smugly: "Huh, you want to know? I won't tell you, just wait."

Qin Yuyao was already familiar with Qin Wenxin's occasional outbursts and deliberate angry remarks. She didn't get angry after hearing this, but simply smiled faintly: "Whatever you do as a princess is none of my business. I saw it was still early, and I didn't expect you to start dreaming."

Having said that, Qin Yuyao turned around and walked away, completely ignoring Qin Wenxin who was jumping up and down in anger behind her.

Qingyu, who was walking with her arm in arm, came closer and whispered, "Miss, although the Second Miss is a little crazy, she wouldn't do anything without a purpose. It's not like the son-in-law is really going to give you a letter of divorce and send you back to the manor, is he?"

Thinking of Luan Zhengya's face and the words he said a few days ago, Qin Yuyao should have doubted him, but now she trusted him abnormally.