The Glued Contract

The night grew darker.

There was no one else in the study except Shadow.

Baili Jia Jue looked down at the Shadow kneeling on the ground. His eyes narrowed into slits. "What have you found?"

"Basically the same as what those Buddhist monks said." Shadow lowered his eyes. "Based on this subordinate's inquiry, even for a mind with good mental power, the temperament will not change. However, the princess was like a changed person overnight. Not only the martial qi was so simple, but even the usual habits were different. But strangely, this subordinate made sure that she was indeed the princess. When she fell into the river, her old nanny was beside her. There was no time to exchange persons. No one knew what happened to the princess. This matter is also the most difficult to fathom for this subordinate."

Baili Jia Jue did not speak but rotated the teacup in his hand. His beautiful side face didn't show any emotions.