After Xue Zhen left, she seemed like a different person. Following some inquiries, she finally discovered the location of the late nanny’s old residence. There, she found the secret letter Zhou Yongxin had sent the midwife. With this evidence, she brought the matter to the Court of Justice and struck the family of the Deputy Minister of the Court of Ceremonies down with the law.
Following these events, Yu Hua—known as the Anshun Envoy—became famous throughout the capital. People both feared and admired her: feared because she might expose their secrets, yet curious to hear the latest “melons.”
After the flower-viewing banquet, Shen Yanchu escorted Yu Hua home.
“Mother, I didn’t embarrass you at the banquet, right? I sat quietly and nobody spoke to me at all.” Yu Hua said, hugging her mother’s arm.
“If you were always like that, it would be ideal. But you did well today. Your mother likes your reporting more and more.” Shen Yanchu said, concealing her delight.
Returning home, Yu Hua received praise from her father, Yu Jinghong, which made her even more pleased. That evening, she lay in bed comfortably, enjoying snacks while reading her sketchbook.
The next morning during morning exercises, Yu Hua appeared listless, still half-asleep. The Emperor, An Yi, and other officials were used to this by now. Beyond handling official matters, their favorite pastime remained—listening to the “melons” she reported.
When Yu Hua asked about the day’s gossip:
“Gua Gua, it’s so boring at court. What melon do you have for me today?”
All ears pricked up among the Emperor and the officials.
“Today’s melon is about the Fifth Prince. It’ll make your heart leap!” the system teased.
The Fifth Prince nearly choked on his own fear. “No way… I haven’t done anything shameful! I didn’t even check the almanac before leaving today—I should’ve stayed home!”
The Second and Third Princes glanced knowingly at him, smirking.
“What secret could Fifth Brother possibly have?” whispered the Second Prince.
“You’d better pray for luck, Fifth Brother,” the Third Prince muttered silently.
“Gua Gua, tell me! What’s so interesting about the Fifth Prince?” Yu Hua asked eagerly.
The system revealed: the Fifth Prince had a secret hobby—one that nobody would guess.
Yu Hua’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “Tell me! Could it be… he likes men?”
“Host, your mind can be simple sometimes! Actually, the Fifth Prince enjoys wearing women’s clothing.”
Other officials quietly perked up at the news, while the princes nearby could barely hide their amusement. The Third Prince leaned over to whisper, “I didn’t expect you to have such a hobby. After court, I’ll gift you some outfits.”
The Fifth Prince wished the floor would swallow him. “Anshun Envoy, why do you have to reveal this? It’s a personal matter!”
Yu Hua’s curiosity only grew. “Who was the woman? Could it be his dream girl?”
“It was just a dream. Unlike normal dreams, his dreams didn’t involve pleasure from a real person. Later, he never saw this woman again. He wanted to feel close to her, so he obtained similar clothes and wore them himself. When he thought of her, he wore the garments. That’s how his cross-dressing began.”
“No one noticed?” Yu Hua asked.
“He always did this in private. Who would see?”
“Well, that’s actually useful—he learned a life skill.”
“Life skill? What do you mean?”
“He learned how to dress himself.”
“What? Others don’t know how to dress?”
The Emperor nearly laughed but covered it with a cough. Officials were stunned by the revelation:
“So our Anshun Envoy herself can’t dress alone?”
“Seems she spoils her charges to the extreme!”
Yu Hua thought to herself: “What’s embarrassing about it? Dressing is tricky, especially compared to my previous lives. Many nobles don’t even know how to dress themselves properly.”
The court buzzed quietly, realizing even reporting “melons” could reveal truths about the messenger herself.