"Nanny, keep a close eye on Murong Qian, I always feel like she's up to something."
Inside the guest room, Fu Baozhu whispered to Nanny Fan.
"Alright, you rest for a while, I'll keep watch."
The two guest rooms were close to each other; if there was any noise next door, one could hear it if listening carefully.
Nanny Fan dozed off in a chair against the wall, and it had only been the time it takes to burn an incense when she heard the sound of a door opening.
She immediately stood up and peered through the crack of the door, only to see Murong Qian sneaking out of the room with something in her hand.
It wasn't long before Murong Qian left the small courtyard.
Nanny Fan quickly woke up Fu Baozhu, and the two of them followed her.
Fortunately, Murong Qian wasn't walking fast, and what she held in her hand seemed to be a map of the Prince Mansion; she looked down at it before continuing purposefully forward.
