"Alright, I agree to this matter," Qiann Yan said straightforwardly.

She had anticipated that Jing Yunzhou would come to find her, so she had Ashui inform him about this matter.

If she didn’t get involved, when Jing Lingyu’s matter gets exposed, she, as Princess Consort Ling, wouldn’t escape.

Even if she relied on martial arts to escape, she wouldn’t live comfortably. It would be better to expose Jing Lingyu, at least her identity on the surface would remain intact.

As for those spies who wanted to harm her, she might as well kill them; after all they are not good people.

Jing Yunzhou felt a thrill in his heart, but on the surface displayed a sympathetic demeanor, looking at Qiann Yan with eyes full of admiration.

He thought he was using Qiann Yan, little did he know that Qiann Yan was using him, calculating deeper than him.

"I will find a way to discover Jing Lingyu’s secret chamber. Recently he has been plagued by illness, I visited him before and gave him an anti-itch medicine, and his attitude towards me has improved quite a bit," Qiann Yan said, "I will find an opportunity to investigate, and if I can confirm this matter, I will accompany you into the palace."

Jing Yunzhou was full of worry: "Be careful in everything, protect yourself first no matter what happens. I don’t want you to get into trouble."

If this wasn’t a necessary procedure, Qiann Yan would have slapped him on the face long ago.

Using emotions as a pretext to calculate, deserving of a slap.

Jing Yunzhou didn’t stay long; he told Qiann Yan he was afraid Jing Lingyu would notice and become alert. This excuse was clumsy and boring, Qiann Yan quietly watched him walk away.

She just wanted to say Wu Liang and Wu Zhi didn’t hit hard enough, why didn’t they break one of his legs.

Wu Liang and Wu Zhi were a bit scared by Qiann Yan’s gaze, quickly came over to apologize, stating they didn’t know Jing Yunzhou, hence hit him a bit harder.

Qiann Yan: "You didn’t hit him harder, you hit too lightly. When you do hit him, hit his face. What made you think you couldn’t hit that face?"

Wu Liang and Wu Zhi were momentarily bewildered, was it really like this?

They thought Jing Yunzhou’s outfit was special, his appearance outstanding, so they didn’t hit his face.

Realizing this, they were wrong; in future situations like this, they must beat the opponent black and blue.

Qiann Yan: "For such uninvited guests who intrude the yard at will, why be polite to them, just beat them leaving only their lives intact."

"Understood," Wu Liang and Wu Zhi engraved this onto their brain, never forgetting it for their entire lives.

Ashui: "..."

Princess Consort is a bit brutal.

However, Jing Yunzhou deserved it, well done beating him.

That day, Qiann Yan went to see Jing Lingyu.

Jing Lingyu’s face was still foul, his entire body’s skin was broken, it was painful and itchy to touch, fortunately Qiann Yan’s anti-itch medicine relieved this symptom.

Remembering the medicine was almost used up, his attitude softened slightly: "Princess Consort, what medicine did you give me earlier, do you have any more?"

"There’s another bottle, I’m bringing it to the Prince," Qiann Yan took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Jing Lingyu’s trusted aide, "I have a total of two bottles of this medicine, given by a traveling physician, there aren’t any more."

Jing Lingyu’s heart sank; he had previously divided some of the previous bottle to the Imperial Physician for research. If this bottle finishes before they have results, he would again suffer from constant itching.

Thinking about the scenario, Jing Lingyu shivered and hastened to ask Qiann Yan about the whereabouts of the traveling physician.

Qiann Yan said: "I don’t know where he went, but back then when he left he said he was going to Great Zhou to take a look around."

"Does Princess Consort still remember his appearance?"

"I remember some."

Jing Lingyu was overjoyed and immediately called for pen, ink, paper, and ink stone.