The Seventh Princess frowned and pondered. "Master, can you calculate the whereabouts of that person?" The confidant shook his head, "I’m afraid not. The master once said that the blood samples are all from many years ago. To pinpoint that person’s location, we would need fresh blood, or that person’s hair, along with their birth date and eight characters." The Seventh Princess lightly tapped the armrest of her wheelchair with her index finger: "That Young Master Liang was naturally brilliant and destined to be a hero; otherwise, back then, he wouldn’t have escaped Jiangnan, eluding my pursuit with just a hastily gathered group of rabble." The Seventh Princess sighed deeply: "Those people from Mist Capital put on quite a show, but I have seen those Tie Slaves before. I dare say that Mist Capital is definitely connected to Young Master Liang, and the City Lord we encountered there was likely just a stand-in." She contemplated for a while before saying, "Young Master Liang must definitely be in South City. It is highly probable that he has eliminated Charles’ forces there. He must have some capable people with him who discovered the subterfuge and promptly controlled him. And from the intelligence I currently have, Chris, William, and the Blue mansion are likely connected to Young Master Liang." "Then, Your Highness, what do you mean?" The Seventh Princess then gave a few simple instructions, which the confidant carefully noted down. After the business talk was over, the confidant looked at the Seventh Princess, hesitant to speak... "Your Highness, over the years, some have believed that you favored Young Master Liang. Yet, only those close to you know it was actually for another person. That person... whether alive or dead, why must you suffer so..." The Seventh Princess sighed softly: "Whether alive or dead, I must continue to investigate. Young Master Liang finds ways to make things difficult, even hiding that person away... hopefully, still alive." The confidant remained silent. After the confidant left, the Seventh Princess leaned on her wheelchair, gazing at the stars at night. Year after year, the yellowing scrolls accompanied her. "Seventh Sister, how do you color?" "Seventh Sister, I think this color suits me." "Seventh Sister, just this once, just this time okay, help me, in the future even if I have to work like a horse or ox, I only ask you this once..." "Seventh Princess, please leave, for as a commoner, how dare I aspire to Your Highness." For years, day and night felt like self-torture, remembering countless times. She always longed for the past and was ruthless from a young age. She admits she is despicable and opportunistic, never thinking that she would deeply regret her many evil deeds one day. Karma has truly come. The last time she saw that person, it was with a determined look on their face. Their former glory had turned to misery, once precious like pearls, yet worn down so cruelly. And she was one of those who harmed him. Whether alive or dead, she wanted to see him again. Even if he truly does not wish to meet her, at least let her know if he is well. But, broken intentions, as true to his name, feelings are severed, intentions are cut, he severed them so decisively, now only a one-sided yearning remains. This name was given to him by the Empress Mother. Zhi Chen’s situation with the subterfuge had already reached Lan Gu. A bit later, Lan Gu had the servants prepare supper and personally went to invite Dong Huiying to dine.