Chapter 827: Chapter 827 Thrown into the Wilderness

“Alright, you may go.”

“Yes.” The steward turned to leave.

“Hold on a moment.” Prince Pu, as if suddenly remembering something, called the steward back.

“What else does the Prince instruct?” The steward halted his steps, turned around, and asked with a puzzled look.

“This matter must not be known by others. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Rest assured, Your Highness, your servant understands.”

“Go then, make sure to handle it cleanly and leave no handles for others to grab.”

“This servant understands.”

“Go.”

“Yes.” The steward hurriedly left.

General’s Mansion.

In the evening, Zi Xia returned and swiftly made her way to Qingyuo Pavilion, where she found Xuexue, who was busy calculating accounts in a side room.

“Second Miss, you were indeed correct; Prince Pu made his move against Zhang San.”

“What’s the situation?”

Xuexue lifted her head from the account books. For many years, the mansion had been managed by Auntie Tang, but recently, Xuexue noticed that many figures did not add up.

“Something went wrong; I’m not sure if they went too far, but they killed Zhang San and dumped his body in the wilderness! I saw them leaving from afar and then brought the body back.”

“Does anyone else know about this?”

“No, your maid has been careful!”

Xuexue shook her head and said, “This Prince Pu is really foolish. He’s currently on thin ice, yet he doesn’t keep a low profile. Instead, he daringly commits a murder to silence someone. It’s utterly stupid.”

“Second Miss, what should we do next?”

“Wait.”

“Wait?” Zi Xia did not quite understand.

“Wait for nightfall.”

“Oh!” Zi Xia finally realized.

Indeed, many things were inconvenient to handle under broad daylight; nightfall, with its cover of darkness, provided many more possibilities.

In a blink, several Shichen Chinese Times passed, and the moon quietly climbed onto the treetops.

Xuexue had just tossed a bag, twisted like a twirl, into the space when she was met with protests from Xiao Taohong.

“Master, why did you throw a salted fish in here? It’s almost stinking me to death.” Xiao Taohong’s protesting voice faintly transmitted from within the space.

Xuexue couldn’t help rolling her eyes. Speaking of which, Zhang San, that dead ghost, had only been dead for less than a day, how could he be stinking already? This little ghost exaggerates too much.

Just then, Zi Xia walked in: “Second Miss, allow your maid to accompany you; perhaps I could be of some help.”

“No need, just stay at home and guard the yard to prevent Situtu Qinger from causing trouble again.”

Xuexue understood well that her adoptive parents were too timid to confront Situtu Qinger and surely weren’t her match, but Zi Xia was different. Although a maid, she was meticulous and brave, and with her martial arts skills, she could protect them if anything occurred.

“Second Miss, can you carry a body by yourself? Are you able to move it?”

“No worries, I’ve already had someone move the body out of the mansion.”

“When did that happen? Your maid did not know about it.” Zi Xia looked confused. She hadn’t seen the Second Miss leave Qingyuo Pavilion at all today. How had the body been moved out?

“Don’t worry about it. Your master can handle it.”

“Alright then.”

Zi Xia had no choice but to compromise. After all, safeguarding the whereabouts of the Second Miss was crucial. Second Miss was constantly under the watchful eyes of others hoping for her to slip up to ruin her reputation. Therefore, the news of the Second Miss leaving the mansion at midnight must not be leaked; otherwise, her reputation could be destroyed.