Good grief! A perfectly good spy residence, and somehow a few people from the Tan household had moved in!

Even the air fell briefly silent.

Neither those who could hear the little princess's thoughts nor those who could not said a word for a moment.

Those who could not hear her thoughts were astonished by her suddenly explosive temper.

As for those who could...

Several ministers turned their burning gazes toward Emperor Mingze.

The little princess's thoughts could actually be used this way? They were wildly tempted!

Would he consider letting the little princess tour their residences, too?!

Then their eyes flicked toward Chancellor Tan.

Hmm... every little affair in his household had been laid bare for his colleagues to hear. The drawbacks outweighed the benefits. Never mind, never mind.

The members of the Tan Residence had no time to pay attention to the varied looks around them. Their gazes were all fixed squarely on that maid.

Their eyes were dark and unreadable.

Over the past two years, Old Madam Tan had indeed mentioned several times that a piece or two of her jewelry would go missing every so often. Everyone had assumed her memory was declining and thought nothing of it.

So this maid had actually been taking them out and selling them?!

Cailü stood frozen helplessly in place, looking at the little princess who kept baring her teeth at her, unable to understand how she had offended her.

She looked toward Old Madam Tan, her voice pitiful and helpless. "Old Madam..."

Yet the old madam, usually so softhearted, wore a rare grim expression. "Yanjun, you take it."

Zhang Yanjun was the name of Chancellor Tan's principal wife.

Madam Zhang smiled gracefully. "Yes, Mother."

Whatever else might be happening today, it was nominally the old madam's birthday. Such an unseemly matter could easily wait until the guests had all left.

Jiang Yingcheng was still discussing with 007 how