CHAPTER 560: CHAPTER 559: AN EYE FOR AN EYE, A TOOTH FOR A TOOTH

Three years ago, Cong Ge was gravely injured while saving her. At the time, she was temporarily blinded and couldn’t see what was happening. After all, they had served each other for many years, and Yan Wanqing, anxious at heart, walked towards the outside of the tent.

Just as she lifted the curtain.

Two cold, long spears intersected, blocking her way.

"The emperor orders that Her Highness is to reflect in solitude within these quarters and not go out," said the guard, devoid of emotion.

Apparently, she had been locked away.

A hint of mockery flashed through Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

Through the cold spears, Cong Ge couldn’t resist stepping forward, "Miss..."

After three years apart, her mistress had become so thin, and her skin was no longer as delicate as before. However, she now exhibited the healthy beauty of a normal person, no longer the sickly figure from the years she was recuperating in the capital.

Thinking of this, Cong Ge’s eyes moistened.

Unable to hold back, she stepped forward, but the guard’s face turned stern: "Leave at once, all irrelevant persons!"

No sooner had he spoken than a blade struck his neck, and the guard fell limply to the ground. The long spear he was holding smashed onto him.

Seeing this, another guard tightened his grip on his weapon but was immobilized by a look from Yan Wanqing.

"Do you also want to take a nap?"

A chill ran down the guard’s spine: "The emperor has ordered..."

"Alright, I understand," she spoke without a second thought, throwing a punch at the guard, knocking him out, and now two gatekeepers lay neatly side by side on the ground.

"Miss!" Seeing that those who impeded her were finally out of the way, Cong Ge immediately flung herself at Yan Wanqing, crying her heart out.

"Miss, I thought I would never see you again!" As the master and servant exchanged their true feelings, Cong Ge finally learned what hardships Yan Wanqing had endured over these three years.

A pot of tea slowly boiled on the stove; Cong Ge could not help but wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with a cloth before raising her hand to pour the hot water into a cup: "Have some tea, Miss."

"Is your foot injured by Qin Erya?" noticed Yan Wanqing, seeing that Cong Ge was limping somewhat.

Cong Ge shook her head: "No."

"Then what?" If it wasn’t from the battle that year, when is it from?

Yan Wanqing couldn’t help but frown: "Say it, how did it happen?"

Cong Ge looked a bit uneasy: "Miss, better not ask. Now that Miss is safely back, I am already very happy. Let’s not stir up strife over this small matter."

"Speak," Yan Wanqing uttered just one word.

Knowing her mistress’s stubborn nature, Cong Ge put down the teapot and gazed at the curling steam rising from the cup, her tone somber.

"Before I discuss this matter, there is something else I must come clean about to Miss." Since Yan Wanqing was the person she was closest to in this lifetime, Cong Ge did not want any gap between them.

"The previous emperor secretly cultivated an organization tasked with monitoring the actions of court officials, and I was a member. I was chosen by the previous emperor to enter the Township Manor and became Miss’s personal maid. But you trusted me, Miss, and I have never betrayed the Township Manor, nor have I betrayed you. Until the Crown Prince ascended the throne, I was reappointed to ensure your safety."

With these words, Cong Ge spoke very nervously.

In fact, relying on Yan Wanqing’s intelligence, she had guessed the whole story long ago.

After Cong Ge finished speaking and saw she remained silent, tears started to well up in her eyes again.

"What about your foot?" Yan Wanqing asked, more concerned about this.

Upon hearing this, Cong Ge could no longer hold back, and tears fell.

Miss wasn’t angry!

Miss wasn’t upset despite her ties to the emperor.

That’s wonderful!

"It was my own doing," Cong Ge said seriously, "At that time, the little Crown Prince somehow climbed the tree to catch cicadas. When I was helping him down, a stone cut me, causing the injury. But please rest assured, miss, the Crown Prince didn’t suffer even a slight scratch."

Yan Wanqing furrowed her brows, "What little Crown Prince?" Her son was perfectly fine, staying in the Qin State.

Who was the little Crown Prince that Cong Ge mentioned?

Could it be Liao Cuihua’s child?

Seeing Cong Ge freeze in place, "Of course, it’s the miss and His Majesty’s..."

Yan Wanqing then understood. After she left that year, Xiao Pingfeng had established the tabby cat as the Crown Prince. Even when the truth emerged later, he kept it concealed to save the Xiao Family’s face.

No wonder Liao Cuihua dared to swagger in front of her, acting so arrogantly and oddly.

So, that was the support she had.

But what’s fake can’t become real, and what’s real can’t become fake.

Xiao Pingfeng wasn’t foolish, what wasn’t his own bloodline, he would inevitably replace sooner or later.

"That’s not my child," Yan Wanqing told Cong Ge, placing absolute trust in her, and revealed the matter of the child to her.

She looked at Cong Ge’s ankle and felt pity, "According to your character, even though you knew it wasn’t my child, you would still have attempted a rescue. Despite this, I still owe you an apology."

It was because Cong Ge thought that the child was hers that she risked her life to save him.

"After the matters with Dawei and Chu Kingdom have concluded, I will take you to Qin State. After that, we will never be parted as a family again," Yan Wanqing solemnly promised Cong Ge.

She didn’t make promises lightly. Once she made them, she was bound to fulfill them.

After hearing Yan Wanqing’s words, Cong Ge’s expression turned from initial confusion to her face growing red with strain.

"What’s the matter?"

"Miss, I had no suspicions until you mentioned that the little Crown Prince wasn’t your child. Now, it all makes sense. That day, it was Liao Cuihua who called me over. When I arrived, the little Crown Prince was already in the tree and there suspiciously too many stones on the ground. I feel there’s something fishy about that incident," said Cong Ge, who had been with Yan Wanqing for many years and was certainly not simple-minded, "This must be Liao Cuihua’s doing."

"Moreover, when I was holding that child, he even intentionally covered my eyes, which is why I lost my vision and fell from the tree."

Cong Ge recalled the details of that day, clenching her fists tightly.

Because she hadn’t received timely medical treatment afterward, the injury became irreparable for life.

If it had been the miss’s child, sacrificing her own life would have been bearable.

But it simply was not!

Cong Ge felt a burning anger inside her.

Why should she, in the prime of her youth, end up disabled for the rest of her life for a nanny’s child, especially if it might have been part of a meticulously planned scheme?

Yan Wanqing noticed the fabric of Cong Ge’s clothing was also very coarse.

Back when she had been with her, although it wasn’t silk or satin, it was never this coarse fabric either.

Looking at her hands, covered with calluses and rough skin showing various scars, it was clear that the three years Yan Wanqing had been away, Cong Ge had had a hard time in Dawei.

Back then, Yan Wanqing had realized that Cong Ge had a secret and since she was her personal maidservant, she hadn’t arranged for her to leave.

She hadn’t expected that after reuniting three years later, the previously healthy young girl had become a cripple.

Thinking this, Yan Wanqing’s eyes turned colder.

"If it really was Liao Cuihua who plotted against you, I will certainly repay tooth for a tooth, and an eye for an eye,"

She must have eaten the courage of a bear and a leopard to dare to harm Yan Wanqing’s person!