Dream of the Red Chamber: I can see the hidden labels of the beauties.

Hearing Jia Can's question, Yu Hui turned to look at him, the anger in his eyes fading slightly, replaced by a gentle look, and nodded softly.

"That's right, it was me. I was only in my early twenties that year. I was ordered to rescue the princess and eventually brought her out of the East Palace safely."

"That night, flames soared into the sky, and shouts of battle shook the heavens. I carried her and ran across the rooftops for most of the night before we finally escaped danger."

"So many years have passed, and I originally thought that I would never have any contact with the princess again in this life, but I never expected... Just now someone came to inform me that someone had been to this antique shop and seemed to be related to the Crown Prince's Palace, so I rushed over to see for myself, and the princess actually sent you to deliver the message."

Jia Can wasn't surprised when he heard that he had changed his form of address, no longer referring to her as "Miss" but directly calling Qin Keqing "Princess".

After all, she is the daughter of the former crown prince, so it is only natural for her to be granted the title of princess; it was just that it was inconvenient to say so before.

However, a question still lingered in Jia Can's mind.

Who exactly is Yu Hui working for?

If he was a subordinate of the former crown prince, why did he only save Qin Keqing back then?

The former crown prince must have been born to other children. If there were any remaining supporters, shouldn't the descendants of the former crown prince be brought out as well?

But if he wasn't a subject of the former crown prince, why would he risk his life to save Qin Keqing?

These questions flashed through Jia Can's mind, but he didn't dare to ask them directly.

Just as he was pondering to himself, Yu Hui had already composed himself, his expression turning serious again. He stared intently at Jia Can and said:

"Young Master Can, please tell me about this matter in detail. What exactly happened? The more detailed the better, and please don't leave anything out."

When Jia Can came to his senses, he saw Yu Hui's face was ashen and his teeth were clenched, and he was secretly surprised.

He could tell that Yu Hui not only respected Qin Keqing, but also cared about her deeply. This caring was not the respect between superiors and subordinates, but more like a heartfelt sense of guilt and a desire to make amends.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

As he spoke, he recounted the whole story of how Jia Zhen coveted Qin Keqing.

Jia Zhen brought Qin Keqing into his mansion under the pretext of Jia Rong's marriage, but he wouldn't let Jia Rong touch her, leaving her alone in the Tianxiang Tower, like a caged bird.

Then, every few days, Jia Zhen would find an excuse to send away the maids and servants, and barge into Qin Keqing's room alone, using both soft and hard tactics to force her to comply.

And last night he personally witnessed Jia Zhen leaving Qin Keqing's room with a gloomy face and angrily leaving, etc.

As Yu Hui listened, his face grew increasingly gloomy. His ashen complexion gradually turned black, like the sky before a storm, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

When Jia Can recounted how Jia Zhen threatened Qin Keqing and gradually closed in on her, Yu Hui finally lost his temper, slammed his fist on the table beside him, and roared:

"That inhuman beast deserves to die!"

That punch was incredibly powerful, carrying the force of a thunderbolt. The table it struck trembled violently, and the teapot and teacups on it bounced up, clattering together.

Then, with a loud crack, the entire table split in two. First, several cracks spread like a spider web, and then, moments later, it all turned into wood fragments, which scattered all over the ground with flying debris.

Jia Can was stunned and involuntarily took a half step back.

It is certain that this kind of strength is extraordinary and not something an ordinary person could possess.

This person must be a martial arts master with profound skill; this punch could probably shatter a person's bones.

Jia Can secretly rejoiced, thankful that he hadn't been rash and had always treated the man with courtesy; otherwise, if he had angered him, he might have been in deep trouble.

At the same time, he became increasingly certain that Yu Hui cared deeply about Qin Keqing.

Judging from Yu Hui's expression, he seemed to wish he could kill Jia Zhen right now and tear that beast to pieces.

This was naturally the best thing for Jia Can.

That's exactly the kind of reaction he needs. If the other person remains calm or even indifferent after listening, then he should be nervous and worried.

Seeing Yu Hui's reaction, he knew that his trip had not been in vain.

After a while, Yu Hui's chest heaved and gradually calmed down, and the anger on his face slowly subsided, restoring his calm and composed demeanor.

Turning around, he looked at Jia Can with a hint of solemnity and gratitude in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Young Master Can, your information is very timely. If that beast Jia Zhen really succeeds, the princess will probably die of shame and indignation. At that time, not only will Jia Zhen's life be lost, but the entire Jia family will also be buried with him."

As he spoke the last few words, a chilling undertone crept into his voice. He paused, then continued:

"Wait for my reply. I will definitely give you an answer in two days at most."

Upon hearing this, Jia Can felt greatly relieved; the weight that had been hanging over him for so long was finally lifted.

Knowing that he had made the right bet, he was even more certain that his lucky charm was working.

Given Qin Keqing's status as the orphan of the former crown prince, she could indeed turn the tables on Jia Zhen and, with the help of external forces, completely eliminate that beast.

Although a surge of relief and excitement welled up inside him, he remained outwardly calm, nodded slightly, and replied composedly:

"Commander Yu, you flatter me. I was entrusted by that princess to come and deliver a message. Now that Commander Yu understands the reason, I will take my leave."

Yu Hui gave him a meaningful look, his gaze seemingly holding something indescribable, as if he had something to say but didn't know where to begin.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued:

"Young Master Can left a contact method so that I can send someone to inform you if there are any results."

After a moment's thought, Jia Can replied:

"You can send someone to find my servant. His name is Chang Lin. He is always by my side, so it won't be difficult to find out where he is."

Although Chang Lin was just a servant, he was loyal and inconspicuous, making him the most suitable person to deliver messages.

After hearing this, Yu Hui nodded slightly, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something more, but he swallowed it back and just looked at Jia Can, hesitant to speak.

Seeing his expression, Jia Can took the initiative to ask:

"Commander Yu, do you have any further questions? Please feel free to speak your mind."

Yu Hui took a deep breath, his gaze lingering on Jia Can's face for a moment, before finally waving his hand and saying calmly:

"That's all. Young Master Can, you may leave now. The shopkeeper will give you something to take with you. Please feel free to accept it and don't refuse."

Jia Can was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was a tactic the other party had taken to cover up their actions. To outsiders, he would simply appear to have entered the store and bought an antique, and naturally, no one would suspect anything.

He nodded slightly, cupped his hands in farewell, and turned to leave the inner hall.

Upon entering the outer room, sure enough, the shopkeeper had already prepared something, wrapped neatly in paper with a thin hemp rope tied to it, making it look as if it had just been taken off the shelf.

When the shopkeeper saw him come out, he put on a smile, handed over the items with both hands, and said:

"Young master, your purchase has been packaged. Please take it."

Jia Can solemnly accepted it; it felt heavy in his hand. He didn't know what was inside, but his expression remained unchanged. He nodded slightly and said:

Thank you.

After saying that, he put the item in his pocket and left Baoguzhai at a leisurely pace.

The streets were bustling with people and cars, but no one gave him a second glance.

To outsiders, Jia Can was just an ordinary customer who bought something from an antique shop, and they wouldn't think anything of it.