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Perhaps due to the changing seasons, many people have recently experienced digestive problems.

The Crown Prince of Chu was in this situation, as were the two Junior Guardians who were giving lectures. Therefore, the lectures in the palace had to be suspended for the next few days.

Feeling bored, Ying Tong invited Gong Chang'an to go horseback riding at the Imperial Horse Garden early in the morning.

After running a few laps around the racetrack, it got hot as the sun rose higher.

Ying Tong jumped off his horse and threw down his whip.

The attendant quickly took it and handed him a handkerchief.

As Ying Tong wiped the towel, she said, "It's foggy this morning, and the sun will be scorching hot when it comes out. Chang'an, how about we play polo this afternoon?"

"Very good, those little eunuchs won't be free this morning either." Gong Chang'an smiled, showing no sign of guile.

They usually play Cuju (ancient Chinese football), but it's impossible to play with just a few people. In addition to the three of them, they also need to find a few more eunuchs to accompany them.

They always followed a set route when walking back from the Imperial Horse Garden. Although there were many roads in the palace, they didn't just wander around aimlessly.

"The osmanthus flowers are about to bloom," Gong Chang'an said, sniffing the air. "The palace maids and eunuchs will be very busy."

Every year, the palace makes osmanthus honey and osmanthus sugar, which is a huge undertaking.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in addition, everyone is extremely busy in August.

“I dislike osmanthus the most,” Ying Tong said, frowning. “It’s so fragrant it makes me dizzy.”

"What kind of flowers does the young master like?" Gong Chang'an asked with a smile.

"As for me, of course I love peonies the most. Although everyone says that peonies are beautiful, it's a pity they have no fragrance. But I think it's just right that they have no fragrance. What's the point of having fragrance? It just attracts bees and butterflies." Ying Tong chuckled twice after saying that.

Further ahead, not far away, a group of palace maids were weeding.

One of the palace maids had a pretty face and fair skin, and Ying Tong couldn't help but take a second look.

He's thirteen or fourteen this year, and he's starting to admire young women.

Gong Chang'an said, "Your Highness, we've walked quite a distance and we're feeling a bit tired. There's some shade here, so why don't we sit down and rest for a bit?"

"Alright." Having nothing else to do, Ying Tong didn't refuse.

Gong Chang'an then had his men fetch tea, which naturally extended the time they spent together.

He was originally going to stay here, but he didn't expect that Ying Tong would look at the little palace maid a few more times, which made him seem more natural.

Until a scream rang out, Gong Chang'an knew that he had finally gotten what he was waiting for.

"What's wrong?" Ying Tong looked over there. "Why are you so easily startled? Go and take a look."

Ying Tong's attendant scurried over, shouting even louder than the palace maid.

Ying Tong frowned and stood up. He was still a child after all, and lacked self-control.

"Young Master..." The attendant then rushed over in a panic.

"What are you yelling about?" Ying Tong asked him. "Is there something over there?"

"Just now, the palace maids were weeding when they saw... saw a dead cat..." The attendant pointed in that direction, "It looks like... it looks like our cat."

"What did you say?!" Ying Tong asked, but didn't wait for his answer. Instead, she ran over in three steps.

Under a tree not far away, in the weeds, a dead cat was pulled out.

Ying Tong looked closely and recognized it as her lost cat. Its once glossy fur was now filthy, as if it had been buried in the ground for several days, and it even smelled of decay.

Upon closer inspection, there were several wounds on his body, which were likely caused by a knife.

"That was terrifying! We thought someone had buried something here, but it turned out to be a cat." The two palace maids who discovered the dead cat also looked quite grim.

At this moment, Gong Chang'an slowly walked up from behind.

He buried the cat, but he didn't kill it.

It was already getting dark that day, and he walked back to the front alone from the passageway on the east side of the four offices.

Seeing a young eunuch acting suspiciously, he quietly approached.

He then noticed that Ying Tong's cat was at his feet, barely alive.

"This is the Crown Prince Zhao's cat. What did you do to it?" Gong Chang'an asked as soon as he came up.

"I know," the little eunuch said, trembling. "It was truly an unintentional mistake! Fourth Young Master Gong, please, please save me!"

The young eunuch recognized the cat and also Gong Chang'an, knowing that he was close to Ying Tong, and wanted him to plead for him.

"Tell me clearly first, and then I'll see if I can help you." Gong Chang'an put her hands behind her back, her little face tense.

"I'm really having a lot of bad luck. These past few days, an owl has come to this neighborhood and keeps hooting every night. It's really creepy. The manager told me to chase the bird away or kill it. I couldn't think of any other way, so I thought that since this owl likes to eat dead mice, I might as well get one and put poison on it."

"Wouldn't it be poisoned if it ate it? That's what I thought, and that's what I did. But I only put the mouse on the tree before dark, and when I came back to check, I saw the cat lying under the tree, obviously it ate the dead mouse..." The little eunuch cried out in distress, "I really didn't mean to! But I've caused a huge disaster, Fourth Young Master Gong, everyone says you're a child prodigy, you must be a reincarnation of a star, please save me!"

Anyone who knows that this cat belongs to the Crown Prince of Zhao will know that the Crown Prince cares a great deal about this cat.

Although the eunuch accidentally poisoned it, not intentionally, it still took the cat's life.

How could the Crown Prince of Zhao let this go so easily?

"What's your name?" Gong Chang'an asked the young eunuch.

"My name is Zhang Jin," the young eunuch hurriedly replied.

“Okay, Zhang Jin, I’ll help you with this, but you have to watch your mouth and not mention this to anyone else.” Gong Chang’an said this with a blank expression on his face.

Although he was only a nine-year-old child, he made the little eunuch feel a sense of pressure.

"Yes! Yes! Fourth Young Master, you are truly a Bodhisattva reincarnated!" The little eunuch kowtowed to him several times.

"Alright, you can go now! You don't need to worry about what happens next." Seeing that the cat had completely stopped breathing, Gong Chang'an waved to Zhang Jin, signaling him to leave.

He then mentioned the cat and chose a spot.

With nothing to do each day, he would wander around the palace, knowing that it wouldn't be long before palace servants would come to clear the weeds in this place, which was a place he and the Crown Prince of Zhao often passed through.

"Cat, you're already dead, you can't feel pain anymore, so you might as well help me out. If I succeed in the future, I'll thank you properly." Gong Chang'an said softly, taking out a dagger.

He stabbed the cat several times, then buried its body.

Of course, it wasn't buried very deep; in fact, the tip of the cat's tail was intentionally left sticking out.

It's estimated that the cat's body will be discovered in two to five days.

So for the past two days, he had intentionally led Ying Tong to pass by here every day, and unexpectedly, today they arrived at just the right time. (End of Chapter)