Ruru pouted, "I want to say sothing, but I couldn’t hear clearly. I don’t even know who that is, and then you just pulled away."
The Fourth Prince felt relieved; it’s good she didn’t hear clearly.
He gently pushed Ruru, "You hurry back and sleep, I’ll leave now."
Just as he was about to leave, Ruru suddenly exclaid softly, "Oh no, the sachet my sister-in-law gave —I don’t know where I dropped it."
The Fourth Prince recalled that when he bumped into Ruru, she was indeed clutching a water-blue sachet.
His face turned pale, "Could it have fallen near that area?"
Ruru was not yet fully aware of the seriousness of the situation, thought for a mont, and shook her head, "Forget it, I’ll endure one night, and let my sister-in-law make another one for tomorrow."
The Fourth Prince was secretly anxious. What would happen if the sachet fell near that tree?
What if his mother or that man picked it up?
If his mother knew the sachet belonged to Ruru, would she...?
The Fourth Prince shivered, quietly stared at Ruru for a mont, "You go back first, I’ll find the sachet for you."
Ruru nodded and returned to her own courtyard with her maid.
The Fourth Prince turned around, heading quietly towards the direction of that tree with a little eunuch.
Not far along, the Fourth Prince encountered a man dressed in Forbidden Army officer attire.
He didn’t pay much attention; it’s usual to see Forbidden Army patrols in the traveling palace, it’s not unusual.
When he was close to that tree, the Fourth Prince’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. If he just goes over and his mother or that man is still there, wouldn’t he be walking into a trap?
Although his mother wouldn’t go so far as to silence her own son, knowing such a thing would make his mother dislike him even more.
He knew his mother only cared about his eldest brother, and was set on making him the Crown Prince.
As for him, he was nothing compared to his brother, basically dispensable in his mother’s eyes.
Thinking of this, the Fourth Prince turned his foot at the fork and walked towards his own sleeping quarters.
Commander Zhu, who had been watching him all along, saw the Fourth Prince walk away, pondered for a while, and dismissed his suspicions.
If it were the Fourth Prince, he wouldn’t be too concerned; he likely wouldn’t harm his mother.
But, this water-blue sachet embroidered with white daisies clearly wasn’t for a boy!
Commander Zhu wandered around the area but found nothing suspicious, so he left.
He thought about it, feeling frustrated.
He had just reunited with Consort Rong yesterday, and she had a palace maid pass a ssage wanting to see him.
Before coming here, he had deliberately sent away the patrol team.
Unexpectedly, after exchanging few words, they were discovered.
Commander Zhu clenched the sachet, contemplating, since the sachet was for a woman, this matter should be left to Consort Rong to investigate.
Although he was patrolling the traveling palace, he couldn’t easily interact with won. Consort Rong could investigate more conveniently.
This hidden danger must be eliminated; otherwise, if the matter gets exposed soday, they would all face a dead end.
The next day, Commander Zhu found a way to pass the sachet into Consort Rong’s hands.
Consort Rong held the sachet and looked at it for a long while, then handed it to her personal nanny, "Nanny, see if you rember who in the palace carries a sachet like this?"
The nanny looked at it, having no impression, then sniffed it carefully, "This scent—"
"I think the sll of this sachet isn’t particularly pleasant; probably not many would wear such a sachet."
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