What brotherly love to move heaven and earth!

Jiang Yingcheng's idea was simple: as long as she could get her Imperial Father to punish her Sixth Prince severely, he would settle down for a good long while.

That way, her Seventh Prince could enjoy some peaceful days too.

Reality, however, was always far bonier than the plump ideal.

[Jiang Yanchuan never paid much attention to the sixth prince in the first place. Even if he learned about this, he would only give him a minor punishment as a warning. The sixth prince knows that too.]

007's voice was unhurried. [What he really relies on now is the convenience his position as the fourth prince's lackey brings him. None of the other princes dare provoke him, which makes his life easier.]

That was why he had rushed over so eagerly to make trouble on Jiang Xingran's very first day at the academy.

Jiang Yingcheng let out a long "Ah." [So you mean, unless we deal with my Fourth Prince, even if my Sixth Prince really gets punished by Imperial Father, he'll still pick on my Seventh Prince?]

He would drag his sick body over just to cause trouble for her Seventh Prince?

What dedication!

Jiang Yingcheng, who had never experienced such hardship, was utterly shocked.

Yuan Liangping, too, marveled at this tangled web of relationships.

A tiny little dumpling like that, in an ordinary family, would still be at an age when he knew nothing but how to play. Yet being born into the imperial family had cultivated all these schemes in him.

Jiang Yingcheng pondered for only a moment before happily whispering to 007 again. [Then let's dig up some dirt on my fourth brother!]

Since targeting her Sixth Prince would only treat the symptoms rather than the disease, they would tackle the problem at its root!

Yuan Liangping perked up.

Emperor Mingze had wanted to move against the Pan Family for a long time and had people secretly searching for leverage against them.

But the Pan Family was a great tree with deep roots, its influence tangled and intertwined, and they were exceptionally good at covering their tracks. Emperor Mingze could not act rashly without any evidence, so he had endured it until now.

If the little princess's thoughts could reveal even a scrap of information about evidence of the Pan Family's crimes, he would have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life!

After another long while, the little princess's snickering finally reached him again.

[Hehehe?]

How much information had she dug up to be laughing like that?

Yuan Liangping could not help growing more expectant.

Jiang Yingcheng was absolutely delighted.

007 had indeed unearthed several juicy scandals for her. In fact, there were so many that it could not be bothered to recount them one by one. Instead, it conjured a pale blue, transparent screen in front of her and laid out all the information in concise terms, allowing her to browse it at a glance.

[Wow, this one! To keep up appearances outside, my Fourth Prince keeps stealing Noble Consort Rou's jewelry and sending people out of the palace to sell it, then dividing the money among his lackeys?]

Jiang Yingcheng was so dazzled by this maneuver that she drew in little gasps. [What brotherly love to move heaven and earth!]

Wasn't he practically a little god of wealth handing out money?!

That little god of wealth was just a bit willful, but he was only six!

What had he done wrong?!

Yuan Liangping, who had thought he would hear some earth-shattering secret: "..."

007, left utterly speechless by what she had chosen to focus on: [...]

007 reminded her, [Why don't you read a little further down?]

Jiang Yingcheng hurriedly scrolled twice with her mind, and her eyes abruptly widened. [When Noble Consort Rou discovered her jewelry was missing, my Fourth Prince said a palace maid had stolen it, and Noble Consort Rou had that maid drowned in a well?!]

That was not all.

[The shop outside the palace that took Noble Consort Rou's jewelry—she even found an excuse to frame its shopkeeper and have them thrown in prison?!]

Jiang Yingcheng sucked in a cold breath. [More than a dozen people were exiled to the wilderness just like that!]

[Awful! That's truly awful!]

That family had been conducting their business honestly, yet merely because they had unwittingly bought Noble Consort Rou's missing jewelry, their entire household had ended up in exile.

Who could hear that without calling them unlucky?!

Yuan Liangping finally took some interest in this scandal, and a thoughtful look entered his eyes.

He had heard something about this as well.

A jewelry shop in the capital had suddenly emptied out some time ago for unknown reasons. Only after a while had word gradually spread that the family seemed to have offended someone powerful, and their entire household had been convicted and exiled.

Although this was not a major case, nowhere near important enough to reach the emperor's ears, once the Pan Family was implicated, Emperor Mingze would surely take some interest.

He silently committed the matter to memory.

Jiang Yingcheng also planned to copy it onto a little slip of paper and secretly pass it to her handsome Imperial Father.

Along with the evidence 007 had found.

She continued scrolling.

What she saw next shocked her so much that she sprang up from her chair. [That Gu Yurou was actually brought into the Capital City by people from the Pan Family?!]

Yuan Liangping froze. The relaxed expression he had worn while enjoying the gossip finally turned to astonishment.

If the Pan Family had deliberately brought Gu Yurou into the Capital City, they were truly far too bold.

This was certainly a huge scandal, but unfortunately-

The teacher, who had been watching Jiang Yingcheng for a long time, could no longer contain his anger. "Since the Eleventh Princess has volunteered to stand, please answer this question."

The teacher had been watching Jiang Yingcheng's little fidgeting movements for quite some time.

Although his words carried anger, his voice remained calm.

That was a concession to how sweet and adorable the little girl was.

Jiang Yingcheng was bewildered. [What, what? What did the teacher just ask?]

007 had been so busy digging into the Pan Family's secrets that it had not noticed what was happening here either. [Let me check.]

With that, it went offline on the spot. She had no idea whether it had really gone back to check the replay or had abandoned her and disappeared on its own again, as it had before.

Jiang Yingcheng was so anxious that her palms began to sweat.

The teacher was still staring intently at her, waiting for her answer, but she could only stand there, not even knowing what the question was.

Suddenly, an extremely quiet cough came from the seat beside her.

Jiang Yingcheng hurriedly looked over.

A neat row of characters had been written on the sheet of white paper in front of Jiang Xingran.

As though afraid she would not be able to see them clearly, he had deliberately written them very large.

But Jiang Yingcheng felt even more like crying.

The handwriting was beautiful, and the answer was probably correct too.

It was just-

Had he forgotten that she was supposed to be too young to read those characters?!

Fortunately, 007 proved fairly reliable this time and soon returned to tell her the answer. Jiang Yingcheng stammered it out. The teacher stared at her for a while, but ultimately allowed her to sit down.

The morning's lessons passed with a scare but no mishap. After class, Jiang Xingran caught up with the teacher, carrying his paper and brush, and asked several more questions.

He had long been deliberately studying on his own in private, but had struggled without a good teacher to guide him. Now, finally carried along on Jiang Yingcheng's favorable wind, he had been remembered by his Imperial Father and sent here with her. Naturally, he treasured this opportunity.

He asked all the questions he had accumulated in the past, which naturally took a little longer. When he returned to his seat, however, the sight before him made him freeze.

The shabby cloth bag Jiang Monian had mocked was now covered with an entire row of stuffed-doll charms, each pressed against the next, completely concealing the fabric beneath them.

He raised his head, looking slightly bewildered.

Jiang Yingcheng was pretending to gaze intently and naturally at the scenery outside the window, while her backpack, which had originally bulged with unknown contents, had now gone completely flat.