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"A powerful and important figure?"

Yun Shu was puzzled and slowly looked at Qiao Wan. Seeing Qiao Wan nod, she said, "If we're talking about the most powerful person she knows, it would have to be Wanwan's father... Prince Yong'an."

Ah Ning asked curiously, "Is Prince Yong'an in his residence now?"

"He's not here." Yun Shu shook her head: "Yesterday, distinguished guests came to the manor. The prince had dinner with the guests and then went out with them, saying he would return in three days."

Distinguished guest?

Ah Ning recalled that when Father Ye came out of the Prince's mansion yesterday, there was no one else with him.

Therefore, the distinguished guest that Aunt Yunshu mentioned was not Father Ye.

Her mother's father was here yesterday but not today; she calculated that the person who cast the curse was in the mansion yesterday but is also not here today...

Ah Ning's light eyebrows furrowed slightly, her face showing a troubled expression.

Could he really be my mother's father?

But if he treats his mother like this, won't she be very sad?

Would it be better not to tell Mother for now?

"Ah Ning, why are you suddenly asking about this?" Yun Shu asked curiously.

"Hmm?" Ah Ning blinked, and subconsciously said, "Ah Ning doesn't know who cast the curse."

"A curse? What curse?" Yun Shu looked at Qiao Wan and said, "Didn't you just ask Qian Shi which powerful figures she knew?"

A-Ning's face flushed instantly. She blinked hard and hurriedly said, "Aunt Yunshu! That wicked Qian Shi learned the life-borrowing evil technique from someone else. A-Ning heard her call that person 'that person,' so I wanted to ask Auntie if she knows who that person is."

"If we don't find out who it is, he might harm others in the future."

After saying that, she secretly glanced at her mother again, and only felt relieved when she saw that her mother didn't react.

Yun Shu thought for a moment and then shook her head: "Qian's son is weak and has only improved in the last six months. Before that, Qian devoted herself to her son and did not associate with any strange people."

Hearing this, Ah Ning nodded: "Then forget it."

"Your aunt lives here, so please be very careful."

"Those talismans Ah Ning gave you earlier can save your life!"

Yun Shu smiled and ruffled Ning's hair, tears welling in her eyes. "Oh, Ning, Auntie really doesn't know how to thank you."

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With the bright moon hanging high overhead, Aning, led by her mother, walked towards the Prime Minister's residence by the moonlight.

Suddenly, Mother swayed and almost fell into the puddle!

Ah Ning immediately became anxious. "Mother, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

Qiao Wan steadied herself against the wall, shook her head slightly, and said, "Mother is alright."

Actually, she had felt unwell while in Yun Shu's room, but after clutching the talisman that A Ning had given her before she entered the manor, she felt a little relieved, so she kept quiet about it.

Qiao Wan coughed lightly twice and asked, "A-Ning, if we can't find the person who cast the curse, how much longer can Mother's body hold on?"

Ah Ning's large, grape-like eyes closed and opened again. Seeing the increasingly dark aura on her mother's forehead, her eyes stung, but she stubbornly said:

"Mother will be alright! Ah Ning will never let anything happen to Mother!"

After saying that, the little girl lowered her head, pulled her mother forward, and her eyes were red with emotion.

Aning didn't know how much longer her mother's body could hold on, maybe three months, maybe six months?

But no matter what, Aning will definitely find a way to protect her mother! She will definitely find the bad guy who hurt her mother!

It was past the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), and the entire Prime Minister's residence was pitch black except for a candle lit at the side gate.

That was a door that Yingxia had specially left open for them.

The mother and daughter entered the mansion using invisibility talismans. When they returned to Biyou Courtyard, Yingxia was still waiting at the door.

The door was gently pushed open, and Yingxia realized with a start that the lady had returned. She hurriedly went inside, waited for a while, and then closed the door tightly.

"Madam? Miss?"

The next moment, Qiao Wan and A Ning appeared.

Yingxia breathed a sigh of relief and quickly poured two bowls from the porcelain pot on the table and brought them over. "This is ginger and snow pear soup. It's good for dispelling cold and moisturizing the lungs. Masters, please have some to dispel the cold."

Ah Ning took the still-steaming pear soup and gulped it down. After finishing, she smacked her lips and exclaimed, "It's so sweet! Did Sister Yingxia put honey in it?"

Yingxia bowed slightly: "Miss, I added just a little bit. It will taste slightly sweet, but not cloyingly sweet."

Qiao Wan drank only half a bowl before she couldn't drink anymore. Her lips were a little pale. She said, "Thank you for your hard work today, staying up so late. Did anyone come by during the day?"

Yingxia shook her head: "Madam, apart from Aunt Su, no one else has come today. No one knows that you and Miss have left the manor."

Qiao Wan nodded: "That's good then."

Yingxia placed the bowl and porcelain pot on the tray, holding them steadily in front of her chest. "Please wait a moment, Master. This servant will go and fetch hot water to serve you for washing up."

Exhausted from a long day, Ah Ning fell into a deep sleep before Yingxia could fetch water.

Qiao Wan personally dampened a handkerchief to wipe A Ning's face, her heart softening as she gazed at her daughter's sweet sleeping face.

How could she not guess Ah Ning's little scheme?

This child probably thinks that the person who cursed her is the Prince of Yong'an.

Although she felt that her father would never resort to such despicable means, it had been several years since she last saw him. Times had changed, and people's hearts were unpredictable. Who could say for sure?

The sacrificial ceremony was over, and Yun Shu's son's soul had been found. Everything returned to peace, and there was no more danger.

As for the curse on her... at least she's not in mortal danger for now, and can continue to stay with A-Ning.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan smiled gently and fell into a deep sleep while holding Aning in her arms.

For the next few days, the entire Biyou Courtyard fell silent.

Unlike the past few days, when people would frequently report to the courtyard that someone had an accident, and Su Xiaoyin would come over to cause trouble every now and then.

Qiao Wan drinks a cup of talisman water prepared by Aning every day, and her complexion has improved considerably.

Aning was also very busy. Every morning, she would get up early and take Erhu to chat with the old lady. At noon, she would come back to have lunch with her mother, listen to her mother tell stories, and even take some time to go out and have braised pork with Uncle Ye at Zuixianglou.

Huo Ting spent his days busy with official duties and teaching Huo Zhiyao and Huo Zhiqiao to read, as if he had forgotten about his daughter. Aning was living a very happy life and no longer had the nervous feeling she had when she first entered the Prime Minister's mansion.

On this day, after several days of sunshine, the capital city was suddenly hit by a blizzard.

In the front hall of the Prime Minister's residence, Huo Ting ordered his men to prepare the finest Biluochun tea to entertain the distinguished guest. "The last time the Imperial Advisor came, it was also on a day of blizzard, and he specifically requested that my daughter be used as a sacrificial offering. This time..."

Zhou Shengze bowed respectfully and said with a smile, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister has misunderstood."

"The matter of the sacrificial offerings was unavoidable; it's good that Miss San is alright. I've come here today to pay my respects to Miss Eldest."

call?

A visit to Huo Zhining?

The Imperial Preceptor, who was highly regarded by the Emperor, said he wanted to visit a four-year-old child at the Prime Minister's residence.

The Imperial Preceptor probably hadn't even used such respectful words towards him, the current Prime Minister...

Huo Ting tightened his grip on the teacup slightly, his eyes darkened, and a muffled sound came from his throat:

"Go to Biyou Courtyard and bring A-Ning here."