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Chapter 793 The Tyrant's Little Princess (45)

Chapter 793 The Tyrant’s Little Princess (45)

This means that Your Majesty was not at fault, it was those who were killed who were at fault.

"..." Yun Si was silent, then waved her hand, "I understand, please step back."

She had forgotten that except for Yingchun, everyone else in Changle Palace was probably Que Yan's people.

So, it seems like asking is in vain.

The maids had no choice but to retreat.

"By the way, bring Yingchun here. I have something to say to her alone."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The spring came soon, and I trotted into the hall, my cheeks flushed red by the cold wind outside.

Yun Si ordered her to close the door.

"How is it?" She slowly poured a cup of tea and asked.

Yingchun looked around, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Your Highness is indeed right. I really saw that Lian'er secretly recording your daily life."

"She's the only one remembering?"

"No, there are several people recording at the same time, but the distance is too far, so I can't see how detailed their records are."

"..." Yun Si lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, "Did you see who they gave the records to?"

Yingchun shook her head, "No, the servants have been observing for a long time and don't know where they put their records. In short, as long as it is a new day, they will take out a new one to record."

"Moreover, they are very vigilant. They will know if the slave comes even a little closer, so... the slave can only detect this."

The maids acted too cautiously. If the princess hadn't asked her to observe, she really wouldn't have discovered it.

The only result she came up with was because she had been secretly observing for a long time, which was very laborious.

It's just that it's terrifying to come up with such a result. All my daily life has been recorded, and I don't know where it will be associated with.

Shouldn't this kind of treatment be reserved only for emperors?

Yingchun thought for a while and asked, "What are your plans, princess? Do you want to replace all these people?"

Yun Si laughed and said, "It's useless. If we replace them with a new batch, the same situation will happen."

However, after receiving such news, she knew better.

At least, she knew what to test.

After Yingchun left, Yun Si blew out the lamp, spread out the quilt, and placed a long pillow inside.

After making it look like the person on the bed was already asleep, her figure disappeared instantly without a trace.

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Tai Chi Palace.

It didn't snow tonight, but the temperature was still extremely cold, making my hands and feet stiff.

The prince who was guarding outside the palace, even though he was wearing cotton lining, could not block the cold wind at night, and he rubbed his hands from time to time to breathe.

It was already very late, and it was time to go to bed, but the lights in the palace were still burning, as if they would burn until dawn.

If the emperor doesn't sleep, the people watching outside will naturally not dare to sleep.

Eunuch Wang saw that the palace was still lit and sighed, but he did not dare to go in.

The emperor was too diligent these days, approving memorials every night until almost dawn.

She had slept less, her temperament was even more unstable, and her eyes were penetrating.

However, they, the servants, did not dare to persuade him, for fear that if he did so, his head would fall to the ground.

Poor prince, he is an old man and he is forced to stay awake all the time.

After persisting for several days, he felt that his body could hardly bear it anymore and he was very cold.

He twisted his neck like this to stretch his muscles that were almost frozen, then sighed quietly and stood.
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