"I can't sleep, so I came out for a walk." I picked up the dagger from the ground and tucked it into my sleeve, "What about you? How did you end up here?"

Cuihua sighed, "Young Master, don't you know? This servant has been waiting on the small couch outside. When you came out, this servant followed."

I froze, awkwardly scratching my head, "Um, you should just call me Ping'an, it sounds strange to hear Young Master, and you don't have to refer to yourself as a servant."

Cuihua looked at me steadily, I grabbed her sleeve, and she ruffled my hair, "Alright, but in front of others, we still have to keep up appearances."

I happily held her hand, she held mine back, about to speak when a figure emerged from the study.

She immediately hushed, pulling me to hide behind the rockery.

The night was too dark for me to see the person's face clearly, but I could see the dark patterns on his clothes swirling, reflecting a hint of silver under the moonlight.

Xiao Run followed behind him with a smile, speaking respectfully, escorting him to the courtyard gate. After watching his figure disappear, she returned.

I exchanged a glance with Cuihua and silently retreated.

My mind was filled with thoughts of that man, pondering all night without any clarity. It wasn't until dawn that I finally fell asleep.

But I hadn't slept for an hour when Princess Zhaoping sent her chief maid, Luancui, to pick a fight with me.

Looking at the luxurious women's clothing in the box, I sneered, raising an eyebrow, "Are you sure this is meant for me?"

"Of course, the princess said that when you were wandering outside, disguising yourself as a man was for your own safety. But now that you've returned to the mansion, you should wear women's clothing again."

Luancui urged me sternly to change clothes.

I gritted my teeth, dismissed them, and called Cuihua over to help me change.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, I felt a moment of confusion.

Cuihua generously praised, "Ping'an, you look really beautiful like this."

I lowered my eyes, the fact that I was a woman, I had known on the way to the capital.

I thought Cuihua was unaware, but now it seemed she knew all along. No wonder on the journey, she didn't avoid me when washing in the lake.

Luancui waiting outside saw me and instructed the maid standing behind her to come forward and measure my waist.

I cooperated, letting them record the data, but I felt increasingly bored inside.

After they left, I slumped into the chair.

Within moments, I felt incredibly itchy all over.

Seeing me restless, Cuihua couldn't help but frown, "Ping'an, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know!" I jumped up, scratching my head.

Cuihua's expression changed, quickly asking me to take off my clothes.

She took out the dagger and made a cut, and cotton fluff rushed out, along with a large amount of willow fluff mixed in.