Shen Wan'er bit her lip.
After a long while, she nodded, her heart full of gratitude.
How fortunate she was to have found a close friend who thought only of her!
The outer study of Prince Cheng's Residence.
The sun stood directly overhead.
Chen Quan crouched by the door, packing account books into wicker trunks.
Zhan Yuanyuan came running over, looking rather furtive, and spotted the wicker trunks at once.
She entered the study, sidled up to Zhou Cheng, and hugged his arm.
"Your Highness!" She pointed at the trunks by the door. "Is that the evidence you're sending to Young Master Fan?"
Zhou Cheng murmured assent.
The informants he had sent to Shijia Town had long since sent word back.
He knew that Wu Zhu had stopped the massacre in Shijia Town and taken two survivors away with him.
Counting the days, he reckoned Wu Zhu would return to the capital sometime in the next few days.
He decided to send the evidence to Fan Xian sooner rather than later.
Once Fan Xian had physical evidence of Li Chengze's smuggling and witnesses to the Crown Prince's massacre of the town, there was bound to be quite a show when he brought it before the court.
Zhan Yuanyuan shook his arm. "Your Highness, let me go along to deliver it!"
Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Shen Wan'er?"
Zhan Yuanyuan nodded with perfect solemnity. "Exactly. Wan'er wants to see Yan Bingyun. I can take this opportunity to meet this Young Master Yan myself and see what charm he has to make Wan'er act so foolishly!"
Zhou Cheng gave it no further thought.
He merely took it as Zhan Yuanyuan's deep affection for her friend.
He reached out and gave her nose a little scrape. "All right, go. Have Miss Shen