Seeing her earnest questioning look, Ji Fengyao almost couldn't help but laugh: "That depends on whether what you're saying is the truth, the real truth."

"My life is precious, I don't want to die," Qian Yingying wrote down these eight characters, showed them to Ji Fengyao, then pulled them back and wrote a few more: "I think with your bad reputation, a bandit with no friends, you probably wouldn't gossip about me everywhere, right?"

Ji Fengyao: "..."

This girl, does she even know how to chat?!

Just as I was about to say something, I saw Qian Yingying, with a sudden surge of survival instinct, quickly write another line: "I was wrong, please don't hit me. If you don't hit me or look down on me, I can actually be your friend. I'm quite pitiful too, really!"

“You look so plump and radiant, how can you be pitiful?” Ji Fengyao, rarely provoked by her girlish temper, retorted.

Qian Yingying felt a little relieved after being rebuked by her.

She shook her head, picked up her pen, and wrote:

I'm being controlled and probably won't live much longer. If the Ninth Prince favors me, and I can't convince him to do what they want him to do, I'll lose my value and they'll kill me and my mother.

That's why I said I hoped you could persuade the Ninth Prince to temporarily stop favoring me.

In this way, my mother and I can live a few more days.

Who knows, they might find a better or more suitable way to forget me during this time?

Ji Fengyao looked into Qian Yingying's bright almond eyes and could feel the girl's optimistic and simple beauty, as well as her clear-headed wisdom at such a young age.

"Come here," Ji Fengyao beckoned to her.

Qian Yingying: "???"

“I learned some medical principles from Doctor Xiao’s master. Come here and I’ll take your pulse. Maybe I can solve your problem,” Ji Fengyao said.

Qian Yingying shook her head, reached into her sleeve and rummaged around for a while, then took out a box no bigger than two finger joints. She picked up a pen and wrote: They put this in my soup, but I didn't drink it and hid it.

Ji Fengyao took it, lifted the lid a little to look inside, and saw a bright red beetle that looked like a ladybug: "So you weren't actually being controlled. You were afraid that they would find out you weren't being controlled, and that they would know many of their secrets, so they would kill you to silence you?"

Qian Yingying nodded repeatedly and gave Ji Fengyao a thumbs up.

Although she was talking about conspiracies and schemes, and was facing a life-or-death situation herself, she didn't show much frustration on her face.

That's not the result of years of experience, but rather a calmness that has been cultivated and become ingrained since childhood.

This shows what kind of environment she grew up in.

This also shows how rare it is that she could maintain such a cheerful and optimistic attitude in such an environment.

Although her coming to Hui Nuan Pavilion today and saying these things to her seemed somewhat deliberate;

But her enthusiasm for living a better life is admirable.

Moreover, the person behind Qian Yingying is dealing with Shang Xiye.

The enemy of my enemy can be my friend;

They share a common enemy, so they should naturally become allies.

Ji Fengyao returned Qian Yingying's bright smile and said, "They want to use you against the Prince, which means they are afraid of him. If you trust me, you can tell me what you know, and I will tell the Prince; let the Prince help you turn the tables on them, and maybe there will be a chance to rescue your mother."