The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 224 The Mystery of the Epang Palace

That night, autumn brought frequent rain, the sound of rain pattering softly, perfect for practicing calligraphy. Jing Anle picked up his brush and copied the letter sent by Chi Wenyuan, his small regular script neat and his handwriting beautiful.

Afang entered with a bowl of calming soup. "Princess, it's getting late. Have some calming soup and get some rest."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Jing Anle continued practicing calligraphy without looking up.

After a long while, the air was completely silent.

Jing Anle found it strange. Normally, Afang would have started grumbling, but today…

"Is there something you need?" Jing Anle asked Afang as she looked up after writing the last character.

"What's wrong? You're usually so talkative, but now you're acting like you've taken a poison to be mute."

Afang, unlike her usual lively self, carefully inspected the doors and windows and whispered, "Princess, you've changed so much these past few months. Are you and Sister Muping plotting something?"

Jing Anle paused in her writing, looked up at Afang, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Afang?" Jing Anle felt a little ashamed. In her previous life, she had witnessed Afang's death. In this life, she wanted to protect Afang's safety and did not want her to be in danger.

Afang was a year younger than Jing Anle, and had a simple and straightforward personality, though sometimes a bit careless. Although Jing Anle didn't hide anything from Mu Ping when discussing matters, he had never directly told Afang about Prince Qing's wolfish ambitions or his own plans.

Several months have passed, and Afang seems to have grown up a bit, no longer as impulsive as before.

“Princess, I know you have your plans, and I know you must have your reasons for doing so. Whenever you give me orders, I don’t know if it will put you in danger. So, please tell me, Princess, otherwise I will not be at ease.” Afang’s words were sincere and touching.

Jing Anle put down her pen, stood up, walked to Afang's side, took her hand, and said, "I didn't want to involve you, Afang. There are some things you might be better off not knowing. Maybe it will save your life in the future."

After all, the road ahead was fraught with danger, and Jing Anle didn't know what might happen.

"This servant is not afraid. This servant is willing to protect the princess at all times and obey her every command."

Afang's persistence left Jing Anle both helpless and moved. She shook her head helplessly, sighed, and said, "Alright."

So Jing Anle revealed that Prince Qing harbored rebellious intentions.

Upon hearing this, Afang's eyes and mouth widened in shock, unable to process what she had just heard. In other words, everything Jing Anle had done over the past few months had been aimed at bringing down Prince Qing.

Although Afang was young, she had grown up in the palace and knew its rules and regulations by heart. She knew that Jing Anle was doing something big. At the same time, Afang immediately realized that Jing Anle hadn't told her about this earlier in order to protect her.

"Now that you know everything, are you scared?" Jing Anle asked.

Afang composed herself, shut her agape, and a hint of determination appeared in her eyes. "Princess, I am not afraid. I am willing to do anything with you. For you, I am willing to give everything."

It seemed that no matter what life or death, Afang was still on his side. Jing Anle was filled with emotion, and her eyes unconsciously reddened.

"Princess, what's wrong?" Afang was most afraid of Jing Anle crying, and panicked, not knowing what to do. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Jing Anle turned away, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes. Outside the window, the rain continued unabated, accompanied by a fierce wind. Jing Anle asked blankly, "Afang, do you think we will succeed?"

Sensing the sadness in Jing Anle's voice, Afang stepped forward and said, "Yes, it will happen, it definitely will. The princess is both intelligent and beautiful, and she is thoughtful in everything she does. We have done so much before, and we have succeeded in everything, haven't we?"

Jing Anle forced a smile. She knew that Afang was just trying to coax her, but she also knew in her heart that being so meticulous in everything also included being able to predict the future. Things were not going exactly as she had planned, for example, Princess Yongping had exceeded her expectations.

The rain had stopped the next day.

Jiying Palace.

Xiao Heng still didn't go to class. Jing Anle was clearly worried about him, but she stubbornly refrained from asking about him. Firstly, to avoid arousing suspicion, and secondly, it seemed like Jing Anle was sulking. He was the one who left without saying goodbye, so why was she the one clinging to him?

Perhaps even Jing Anle herself didn't realize that she had gradually fallen for Xiao Heng.

After Chi Wenyuan finished teaching a class, Jing Anle was already exhausted. Afang had just packed her things and was preparing to return to Yongfu Palace. At this moment, a palace maid came in from outside, first bowed to Jing Anle and Jing Rou, and then said with a smile: "Her Majesty the Empress Dowager invites Princess Anle and Princess Rou to Cining Palace for dinner."