Seeking Fortune Amidst Peril

"No... no." Zhen'er's complexion momentarily froze, then she composed herself and explained.

"Has Unknown been here?" Noble Consort Wan casually glanced at Zhen'er, removed the cushion from the phoenix couch, and sat down.

"Yes." Unsure if she had revealed too much, Zhen'er could only respond with a soft affirmation.

"Where is Ting Fengyu?"

"Has he been captured?" Leaning against the couch, Noble Consort Wan squinted her phoenix-like eyes at Zhen'er.

"Yes." Zhen'er nodded again, inwardly roaring: She doesn't know! She doesn't know that the Unknown is Zhu Youji!

This news exhilarated her.

Noble Consort Wan had always been astute and confident, but this time, she was in the light, while Zhu Youji was in the dark. She knew about Unknown but not Zhu Youji.

Zhu Youji had a good chance of winning.

"Unknown spared you. It seems he wants to use you to control the court, right?"