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Gongsun Rou did not go far, she just didn't want to be involved in this dispute, this plan was not perfect.

As the daughter of the prime minister, Song Qinghong was not stupid. When she felt dizzy, she should have realized that she was being plotted against.

He Congshuang had made things difficult for her before, but she had not pursued it. She was afraid that if He Congshuang dared to do anything else that would damage the reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion after this time, Song Qinghong would not easily forgive him.

She did it on purpose. A not-so-perfect plan, coupled with a person who is not very scheming, will soon become a mess.

A room that had been in disrepair for a long time and no one lived in it was cleaned up temporarily. Even if the doors and windows were closed tightly, as long as someone was careful to check, they would be able to find a way out.

This time He Congshuang was smarter and asked the man to bring some smoke, so he made preparations for both scenarios.

If Song Qinghong really fell into the trap, the grudge between them would only grow bigger. The Fifth Prince behind Song Qinghong alone would be enough to cause trouble for the Duke Dingguo's Mansion. I don't know how such a fool as He Congshuang dared to do that.

This is the best time to take this opportunity to draw a clear line between myself and He Congshuang.

Cui'er soon found Gongsun Rou in the small courtyard where she liked to stay. She explained the reason to her. Gongsun Rou didn't say anything and followed Cui'er to He Congshuang's courtyard.

The atmosphere in the room was very low. Xiaolian had been waiting for a long time and was being stared at by He Congshuang. She could not hold on any longer.

The arrival of Gongsun Rou and Cui'er alleviated a lot of the oppression from He Congshuang. Cui'er and Xiaolian knew that they could not escape a beating this time, as they, the servants, were always tongue-tied and had a cheap life.

Whether they can get through this smoothly, they put all their hopes on Gongsun Rou.

There were several times in the past when He Congshuang got angry, and Gongsun Rou would not let any of them be punished.

Unfortunately, they were wrong this time. Gongsun Rou wanted to take this opportunity to draw a line between herself and He Congshuang.

When He Congshuang saw that they had all arrived, he first pointed at Xiaolian's nose and scolded her, and then scolded Cui'er for a long time, making both of them lower their heads.

When it was Gongsun Rou's turn, he was merciless as well, not even finding out that he had done anything wrong. He continued to scold her, pointing at her nose as if she were a servant.

She cursed until she was gasping for breath and there was no water left in her throat. She then realized that her throat was dry, so she quickly drank a few sips of tea.

After his throat was moistened, he finally recovered. He turned around and was about to continue scolding, but he heard Gongsun Rou say something indifferently.

"Have you had enough scolding?"

He Congshuang seemed not to understand. She walked up to Gongsun Rou, stared at her expressionless face, and asked in confusion, "Were you the one who was talking just now?"

"I asked you the question first, so you answer me first. Have you scolded me enough?"

Gongsun Rou did not answer her question directly, but continued to ask with a blank expression.

There was no emotion in her eyes when she looked at He Congshuang. They were like a pool of stagnant water, deep and unapproachable.

He Congshuang had never seen Gongsun Rou like this before. She was a little scared and thought Gongsun Rou was joking. She chuckled a few times and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scolded you. I've scolded you enough. It's not your fault this time. I saw..."

"Snapped--"

Before He Congshuang could finish her words, Gongsun Rou slapped her in the face. The slap wasn't very strong, but He Congshuang was caught off guard and was a little confused.

Not only her, but Cui'er and Xiaolian who were standing next to them were also scared to death.

They would rather be beaten than see Gongsun Rou beat He Congshuang. They did not feel any pleasure in their hearts, only endless fear.

Seeing her master being beaten by someone, especially someone who had relied on her to gain a foothold in Kyoto, was a great humiliation for He Congshuang.

In the future, whenever He Congshuang thought about this incident, she would also remember the existence of the two of them, and she knew that nothing good would happen if she remembered this incident.

Then only the two of them would be punished.

He Congshuang was so stunned that she even forgot about Xiaolian and Cui'er. She covered her swollen face and looked at Gongsun Rou in disbelief.

"You're crazy! How dare you hit me!"

"Snapped--"

Gongsun Rou didn't waste any words and slapped him again, this time on He Congshuang's other face.

Upon closer inspection, Gongsun Rou was actually scared to death. This was the first time she hit someone, and also the first time she experienced how it felt to hit someone she hated.

The two feelings are intertwined: the uneasy fear of being retaliated against in the future and the pleasure of releasing the hatred that has been suppressed in the heart for a long time.

fantastic.

"I'm not crazy. Why shouldn't I hit you? I've already slapped you in the face. What are you still questioning?" Gongsun Rou suddenly felt that He Congshuang was not so scary.

Anyway, since we have made up our minds to break up with each other, there is nothing to worry about.

While He Congshuang was still not able to react, Gongsun Rou turned around and walked outside.

"Stop! You want to run away after I hit you?!" He Congshuang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is no pushover. After coming to his senses, he quickly walked up to Gongsun Rou and stopped her.

She didn't know why Gongsun Rou suddenly became like this, but she couldn't take a beating in vain, so she raised her hand and was about to hit back.

At the critical moment, Gongsun Rou raised her hand, holding a white jade pendant with a dragon pattern in her hand, and held it in front of her face.

He Congshuang's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils trembled, and the hand that was about to hit stopped in mid-air.

"How did you get the Third Prince's personal jade pendant? What did you do?!"

At this moment, she was more concerned about how Gongsun Rou got the jade pendant than the humiliation of being beaten.

How could that god-like man give his personal jade pendant to someone whose family background, appearance and figure were inferior to hers?

The corners of Gongsun Rou's lips curled up slightly in an intriguing arc. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her expression changed, which was very different from her previous gentle appearance. There was also a hint of pride in her tone.

"I didn't do anything. This was handed to me by the Third Prince himself. You also know what this jade pendant represents. Your hand..."

He Congshuang cares about the third prince the most and dreams of marrying him.

Gongsun Rou's tone of voice was ambiguous and complacent. She didn't say anything yet it seemed as if she had said everything.

This jade pendant was a personal item of the Third Prince, yet he gave it to Gongsun Rou so easily. Then what was the sword tassel that she had placed under her pillow like a treasure a few days ago?

He Congshuang seemed to have lost all her energy in an instant, and all the strength in her body left at this moment. She slowly put down her raised hand.

"For your Highness' sake, please leave and don't let us meet again."

He Congshuang had promised the third prince Qi Rui one thing: if someone took out this jade pendant and asked her to do something for him in the future, she would agree to it no matter what it was.

Gongsun Rou used this matter on her.