Lu Yao and Liaochen followed the little one's gaze. One glance was all it took for both of them to fall silent.
Among the crowd of fresh-faced palace maids, the man in the corner wearing a blue eunuch's uniform stood out.
He was handsome and fair-skinned, with a trace of natural pride in his every movement-the sort of person who could win someone's favor at first sight.
But he was scrawny.
He looked like a greenhorn Lu Yao could split in two with a single strike of his palm.
-Lu Yao thought, expressionless.
Jiang Yingcheng launched a frenzied noise attack on System Bro: [Aaaaaah! System Bro, why didn't you warn Chengcheng earlier?! Why didn't you warn Chengcheng, aaaaaah!!]
She had made her story sound so convincing just now. How was she supposed to explain her way out of it? How was she supposed to explain it, aaaaaah!!
Lu Yao looked down and admired the little one's devastated expression for a while, flecks of amusement entering his eyes. "Don't be afraid, Little Highness. Speak freely and boldly. I will see that you get justice!"
It sounded like gentle encouragement, but only he and Liaochen knew the mischief behind it.
Jiang Yingcheng raised her head blankly, her cheeks crimson with mortification. "Huh? Ah..."
She squeezed her eyes shut and pointed with grim determination. "It was him!"
The Inner Palace Bureau fell utterly silent. Everyone turned in the direction the little one was pointing-
"Hou An?!" the bureau's deputy director cried out.
That unlucky fool! Of all the people he could have provoked, why did he have to pick the Eleventh Princess, that little terror?!
A yawn stuck halfway up Hou An's throat, leaving his face twisted and faintly bewildered. "Huh?"
How had he offended her?
Having teased the little one enough, Lu