Chapter 884 - 882: The Transmigrated Woman Bound to the Good Pregnancy System 26

"That house is not something ordinary people can buy, and the guards inside are very respectful to Miss Qin. I don’t know how she managed that." Across a door, Xiao Qing reported the news to Pei Hui.

In the past, things weren’t like this, and he didn’t know what was happening with his master, but he didn’t dare to ask too many curious questions, only assuming the master had his own ideas.

The reason he came back was because Qin Chen moved into the courtyard in the west of the city and then sent someone to inform him that she would live there from now on, and he should return to report back.

Xiao Qing left some people to guard there, then hurried back to report, feeling something was amiss and afraid of ruining the master’s affairs.

Within the room, Pei Hui frowned, also pondering who Qin Chen might have connected with.

But he wasn’t thinking about what skills Qin Chen herself might have to make people value her, but rather about someone like him going to find Qin Chen.

Once they know about Qin Chen’s constitution, not many would want to miss it, right?

Unfortunately, he was plotted against and has yet to figure out who was responsible.

Seeing the Crown Prince’s health won’t hold for much longer, he couldn’t delay. Fortunately, he was reborn, and as long as he plans everything in advance, his brothers won’t be able to be his match. At worst, find opportunities to eliminate them, especially since he has Ye Shuangzhou, who is highly skilled in medical and toxic arts, by his side.

He’s not sure what illness Mo Ying has that could make Ye Shuangzhou stay there observing.

"Can’t attend to Qin Chen’s side for now; just find someone to watch her so she doesn’t disappear," Pei Hui said.

Qin Chen is very important, but right now he really can’t handle too much. As long as she’s in Capital City, once he ascends to that position, it’s not too late to take care of some matters.

"Yes, Master."

In a courtyard in the west of Capital City, a mysterious guest arrived.

At this moment, the guest sat before Ah Chen as she was taking the pulse. A section of pale, thin, and frail wrist, white to the point of transparency, with blood vessels clearly visible, further reviewing this person’s emaciated face which clearly belongs to someone with poor health.

Of course, this is only on the surface. After Ah Chen helped with treatment, the person’s illness was cured, now needing only slow body recuperation.

The person in front is none other than the current Crown Prince—Pei Ling.

The illness was carried from the womb, even poisoned. Even though the Imperial Physician helped with recovery, it was deemed impossible for him to live past twenty-five.

This year he’s already twenty-four.

Whether the first cycle or the second cycle, Pei Ling indeed died at age twenty-five.

Aside from the sickly body, he truly has extraordinary talent. The more so, the more he seems worthy of pity. Given his state, managing the country is impossible; even attending court meetings when he can is notable.

Pei Ling is also the son of the late Empress. The Empress was poisoned then, shielding the current Emperor from disaster, and the Emperor and Empress had a good relationship back then. Just from this, it’s known how important Pei Ling is to the Emperor.

After two cycles, Pei Ling’s death led the Emperor to pass within two years.

On a previous visit to Capital City, Ah Chen understood that Pei Ling indeed seemed good, thus approached him. Naturally, some methods were employed, making this sickly Crown Prince have no choice but to trust her.

"Miss Qin, does Seventh Brother’s recent claim of illness relate to you?" Pei Ling inquired, eyes filled with curiosity.

For someone as skilled as Qin Chen, shouldn’t everyone feel threatened? Pei Ling is no different.

However, when someone surpasses human limits to such extent, causing no thoughts of resistance, then caution becomes futile.

From initial unease and hesitation, Pei Ling can now face Qin Chen calmly.

After all, with such existence, what can she not do? Moreover, getting along with her, he doesn’t feel this Miss Qin would threaten the country’s stability.

That’s enough.

He recalled that half a year ago, Seventh Brother was quite disruptive and secretly made many moves.

Only because he was considered someone who couldn’t live past twenty-five, little attention was paid, since competing would be useless.

But now it’s very odd. With one year until the sickly Crown Prince’s predicted death by Imperial Physician, his siblings have started acting, and Seventh Brother’s claim of illness now seems strange.

Thinking it over, upon knowing Miss Qin returned, he decided to come here to inquire. His intuition told him there would be answers here.

Talking with Miss Qin, there’s no need for beating around the bush, just speak directly—that’s the experience he gathered from interacting with her.

Ah Chen smiled, "It’s related to me. If your Seventh Brother’s situation gets exposed, he shouldn’t be able to come close to the throne."

This made Pei Ling curious, what did she do?

But seeing Ah Chen not elaborate further, Pei Ling shook his head lightly and decided to arrange someone to investigate.

Now that his illness is cured, though appearing frail, he counts as a healthy person. As Crown Prince, naturally no logic in letting go, everything must be tightly controlled in his grasp.

Suddenly, Ah Chen looked toward the position on the roof.

Noticing this action, Pei Ling immediately signaled to the person beside him.

The guard at his side tapped the tip of his foot and swiftly leaped onto the roof. About to grab the person who was dodging, unexpectedly, that person evaded and directly flew towards Ah Chen’s position.

"Assassin," Pei Ling shouted, all the guards from outside came in, "Protect Miss Qin."

Although Miss Qin is very capable and presumably doesn’t need protection, after all, she was someone who once single-handedly ventured into the Imperial Palace at night without anyone even noticing, her skills are profound.

However, facing someone of high status, the attitude must show respect and importance, only then can they feel comfortable, thus willingly affiliate with him.

Ah Chen did not act against the person coming; this person simply removed the mask on their face, very straightforward, revealing an ordinary face and humorously greeting Ah Chen.

"Sorry for alarming Miss Qin," Jiang Xun said, "Previously saw Miss Qin intercepted and sent here, felt uneasy, came to check the situation."

No lies told, though he knew she should handle it, couldn’t help but come over to see, afraid of unexpected events.

"So that’s the case," Ah Chen invited Jiang Xun to sit down and introduced briefly to Pei Ling.

Pei Ling already sensed something not quite right between the two; he also has a Crown Princess Consort, someone he deeply admires, quickly realized the situation.

Only noticing Jiang Xun’s ordinary face, expression momentarily paused, just this face doesn’t quite match with Miss Qin.

Might the other party have something worthy?

Martial arts are indeed impressive, as if not for Miss Qin’s glance, his people would not have detected Jiang Xun’s presence.

But his face really is too mediocre.

Lost in a crowd without a trace kind.

If not for being in front of the person, he’d want to ask Miss Qin if she knew several young men who combined looks with talent and martial skills, would she want to choose one?

Jiang Xun initially observed Pei Ling with some caution, feeling the other party only treated Ah Chen with respect, he relaxed completely.

He also noticed Pei Ling was staring at his face, seemingly dissatisfied with his appearance as he realized why.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Jiang Xun’s mind, eyes quickly passing a realization: so that’s how it is.

If it weren’t inappropriate timing, he would have removed the facade over his face; his appearance is more than ordinary.

Actually, it’s quite good.

At least unforgettable to those who’ve seen it.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have concealed it.