How did Ping'er know why she remembered when the others did not?
If she knew, she should say so.
If she did not know, she should not speak.
She had never imagined that trying to show herself off before Young Master Li would land her in hot water and make her a suspect.
"I..."
Ping'er's little face flushed crimson with panic. She stammered for ages but could not force out a single sentence.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."
Yue Gongli had been thoroughly frightened by Xu Xiaoshou as well.
Once he calmed down, he mocked himself for actually shouting at a little maid. It was beneath his station.
"I didn't scare you, did I?"
He pinched little Ping'er's cheek.
Her delicate body trembled as she gave a slight shake of her head.
Yue Gongli handed her a pill that glimmered faintly with ghostly light. "Bear with it. I need to search your soul, but there won't be any side effects."
Ping'er accepted the pill with trembling hands, yet swallowed it without the slightest hesitation.
When it came to serious matters, Yue Gongli naturally showed no mercy. He immediately pressed a palm onto Ping'er's crown and began searching through everything that had just happened in Listening Rain Pavilion.
"Games, fantasies, Beming, Qian Shi..."
Scene after scene flashed by as her memories were rapidly read.
Yue Gongli saw "himself" appearing in Listening Rain Pavilion, asking questions left and right. It was obvious Xu Xiaoshou had been probing into the foundations of every faction.
The maids of Listening Rain Pavilion naturally held no guard against "him," and they said whatever they were supposed to say.
Among them, Shuangshuang the zither player and Huan'er the flute player had revealed the most information, including Beming's greater and lesser Bei Huai,