The concubine, a former cannon fodder, becomes pregnant, and the childless prince spoils her rotten.

At this moment, in the study, Cen Jingyi had just received news, including Fang Bin's defection.

Logically, Lin Zhizhi should have sought him out to explain the matter after leaving the Princess's courtyard, but after waiting and waiting, she only received news that she had returned to her room to write a letter.

"Isn't she planning to come see me?"

She's getting bolder and bolder, daring to conceal such an important matter. Does she really intend to contact Fang Bin on her own?

Cen Jingyi's brows furrowed involuntarily. Had he overestimated Lin Zhizhi? Could it be that Lin Zhizhi never genuinely intended to recruit Fang Bin, but simply happened to run into him and wanted to buy some medicine for sprains and bruises?

"Since Your Highness wants to know, why don't you just ask?"

Cen Jingyi choked, then said irritably, "Go find Lin Feng and bring him here."

Lin Feng's leg injury has just healed, and he is still walking with a slight limp.

However, he has been able to completely wean himself off the cane and has begun to resume arranging miscellaneous affairs in the mansion.

Still somewhat dazed upon hearing the prince's summons, she had barely arrived at Cen Jingyi's study when he spoke: "Now that your injuries have fully healed, please lend a hand when the princess hosts a banquet for guests in a few days."

This was originally Lin Feng's responsibility, so why should the prince give any further instructions?

He looked up at Cen Jingyi, puzzled, and immediately saw through his thoughts, saying, "Your Highness, this old servant is getting on in years and fears I might neglect our honored guest. My daughter is fortunate to have the Princess's trust; perhaps we should have her come and report to Your Highness?"

"Go down."

This means they agreed.

It was rare to see Cen Jingyi so embarrassed; the two had been giving each other the cold shoulder for several days, and even Lin Feng thought that Lin Zhizhi would be the first to lose her composure.

Unexpectedly, his daughter's personality was much more composed than before, and she showed no intention of taking the initiative to apologize to the prince.

When he found Lin Zhizhi, he gave her a few words of advice: "Don't be too stubborn. Since the prince is so kind, just go along with it and give in. After all, he is your master."

Lin Zhizhi's indenture is still in Cen Jingyi's hands. Although he doesn't have to worry about the prince beating or killing him, he can't fight city hall.

Lin Feng also didn't want his daughter to suffer, saying, "If she really doesn't want to, then her parents..."

"Don't worry, Father, I know what I'm doing." Lin Zhizhi smiled. "I've been too busy with the shop these past few days. It wasn't that I was deliberately trying to spite the Prince. I was planning to go see him soon anyway."

Seeing that she didn't seem disheartened or resentful, and didn't even care about Cen Jingyi's indifferent attitude, Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lin Zhizhi went to find Cen Jingyi with the invitation, she still had a bright smile on her face.

"Your Highness." She bowed and approached him before he could respond. "This servant has something to report."

Cen Jingyi looked up at her, and could still smell her unique fragrance.

Feeling somewhat displeased by this abrupt action, he remained silent.

Lin Zhizhi pulled out an invitation from the list and placed it in front of Cen Jingyi, saying, "I had already heard some news. When I was chatting with the ladies of various households, I discovered that fish and shrimp were abundant in the middle reaches of the Shenjiang River, which should have been a happy occasion for the fishermen."

"Unexpectedly, many fish and shrimp have recently died and rotted. Some people who ate these dead fish and shrimp developed a high fever that would not subside for a long time, and some even died as a result."

"Fortunately, there is a special medicinal herb in the area. After decocting and taking it for seven days, one can recover greatly."

"I found it interesting, so I asked a few more questions. If those fish and shrimp are brought into the capital, we won't be able to find any effective medicine to prevent or treat them."

Cen Jingyi's expression grew increasingly grim as he listened; he simply did not believe that Lin Zhizhi had learned these things from those women.

He then looked at the name of the royal merchant that Lin Zhizhi had previously picked out.

"Do you know what the consequences would be if this imperial merchant truly knew about it but failed to report it, and brought the fish and shrimp to the capital to sell?"

How could someone who committed a heinous crime that would lead to the execution of his entire family be so easily told to Lin Zhizhi?

"This servant is unaware; it was merely a casual conversation during tea and snacks. Even Young Master Liu Gu knows about this matter."

Lin Zhizhi is not afraid that Cen Jingyi will investigate, because the matter has not yet been reported, and the decision is entirely up to Cen Jingyi.

Are you sure the condition has been effectively prevented and treated?

"This servant does not know." Lin Zhizhi lowered her head. In her previous life, she had failed to control the human-to-human transmission phenomenon, and that area was isolated as a malignant tumor, resulting in the deaths of many people.

Officials sent to control the rapidly spreading epidemic shared a bed with the sick people and were infected and died as a result.

The official sent later was a coward who only knew how to protect himself.

They threw all the sick people into one area and burned them; it is said that the corpses and that land were reduced to charcoal.

When Lin Zhizhi learned of these things, more than two months had passed since the epidemic, and she could only listen from the sidelines, feeling deeply moved.

Looking back now, it's clear that Liu Gulan knew about this all along, but she only colluded with Fang Bin to hoard medicine for profit, without any intention of saving the world.

Perhaps it is because Liu Gulan is not from this world that she has no sense of belonging.

It wasn't until the plague reached the capital that they realized how terrifying it was, but by then it was too late to intervene.

The matter was of great importance, and Cen Jingyi had no time to think about anything else. His words were very stern: "Why did you only come to report such an important matter now?"

"This servant has only heard about it and has not verified it. I do not know if it is true or false, and I dare not speak recklessly in front of Your Highness." Seeing his ugly expression, Lin Zhizhi quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, please calm down."

Having said so much, Lin Zhizhi decided to continue: "The person I met at the government office was named Fang Bin. He had a brilliant plan to tell me."

"Nonsense." Cen Jingyi stood up. "Whether it's the epidemic or Fang Bin trying to contact me through you, do you know if they have ulterior motives? And yet you work for them? You dare to say these things to me? Go back and reflect on your actions."

"Yes, this servant will take her leave."

Lin Zhizhi was sweating profusely from the reprimand, but observing Cen Jingyi's reaction, she realized that he was not really angry with her and his face was full of worry.

It was because what she had just said was of great importance, and the source of this information was clearly lying to him.

Seeing her slink away, looking like a wilted eggplant, completely devoid of the excitement she had shown when she told him the news.

Zuo You was still a young girl who had just come of age, but Cen Jingyi's voice remained cold, "Do not mention this matter to anyone, including your parents. As for Fang Bin, I will meet with him personally, so do not get involved."

"Yes." Lin Zhizhi bowed again.

Only after her figure completely disappeared from sight did Cen Jingyi slowly sit down. "Go investigate."

If everything Lin Zhizhi said is true, even if he is disliked by his father for acting without authorization, he cannot abandon the common people.

I just don't know who it is that wants to ask him for help through Lin Zhizhi.

Is it someone connected to Fang Bin, or a master who can even keep his spies hidden?

Cen Jingyi would never have imagined such bizarre and supernatural things as rebirth and a system; he was simply pondering whether Lin Zhizhi's recent changes were good or bad for the Prince's Mansion.

Back at her residence, Lin Zhizhi dropped her pretense. The news had already relieved her worries, and now with Fang Bin's assistance, the information she knew was easier to explain.

Fang Bin is a kind-hearted person, so giving him the title of being a prophet wouldn't be a bad thing.