Ye Qianning didn't want to see all her effort go to waste. "That woman who just went inside," she said resignedly, "is a maid from the Changyang Prince Mansion."
"Why are you following her?"
'She's just a maid. What's there to be curious about?'
"She's connected to the poison rash Nanxiang has," Ye Qianning admitted openly.
Zhan Chi froze, a complicated look in his eyes. He lifted the little girl higher, bringing her level with his gaze. "You know? So you're tailing her to get to the bottom of this?"
"Mhm."
"You reckless fatty, you've got a death wish." Zhan Chi was surprised at first, but then he thought that this kid was truly fearless, just like a newborn calf that isn't afraid of a tiger.
"Stop talking! Any more and we'll lose her," Ye Qianning said anxiously.
