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What was expressed in the previous chapter was not the full extent of the matter; in fact, it hinted that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes. From the protagonist's biological father pursuing the other party to the planning of all these events—even the coup and the subsequent manhunt—everything was the result of one person's machinations. She had calculated everything, including providing the Douling Empire prince with all the preferences needed to win over the protagonist's mother. A prince who only knew how to eat, drink, and play naturally lacked such depth, nor could he have known exactly when she would arrive in the Douling Empire.
So, everyone can take a guess as to who is doing the scheming, and who exactly they are scheming against.
A reward of chicken tendons for anyone who guesses correctly.