Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. "Something to do with me?"

Xiao Yanxi nodded.

"Like what?"

Xiao Yanxi thought about it. "Like how interested she is in everything about you. Your poems, the little everyday things, she wants to know all of it.

When you were attacked this time, she was really anxious. She kept asking how you were doing.

Ning, dear, you don't think Kang Baobao might be..."

Ning Chen waved a hand. "Your husband does have a certain charm, but not that much.

She's studying me to find my weak spots so she can use them... Either to kill me or to escape.

All right, forget about her for now. Go get that letter sent off first... Oh, and send someone to tell Yuan Long and Lei An to come see me."

Xiao Yanxi murmured an answer and left with a light step.

Ning Chen thought for a while. Then he went out and, leaning on his sword, made his way to the West Court.

The women of the household all lived on the west side.

Xiao Yanxi and Kang Baobao lived in the same courtyard, which made it easier to keep watch on her.

When the servants saw Ning Chen, they started to kneel, but he waved them off.

Leaning on his sword, he walked slowly to Kang Baobao's door and went straight in.

Inside, Kang Baobao sat with a brush in her hand, head bent, carefully writing something.

Suddenly the light dimmed a little. She looked up without thinking and nearly jumped out of her skin. Ning Chen had appeared out of nowhere in front of her desk. The words were out before she could stop them: "Doesn't my lord prince know you can scare a person to death like that?"

Ning Chen shrugged. "Do nothing to be ashamed of by day, and you won't fear a ghost knocking at your door at midnight... Have you been doing something to be ashamed of?" (TL Note: A Chinese proverb: someone with a clear conscience has nothing to fear.)

As he spoke, his gaze fell on what Kang Baobao…