"Miss Su, we're both in this academy, and logically, we're classmates. But privately, you've received so much kindness from Master Murong, how could you repay him with hatred? As Master Murong's personal maid, since you're in the same academy with him, you have a responsibility to take care of him. Instead of this, you're taking advantage of Master Murong's kindness and bullying him. You rely on Master Murong's family for your livelihood, so at least you should have some conscience, right?"

Su Wanyue's eyes darkened, and her throat felt sick as if she had swallowed a fly. Liu Qingran was almost saying the words "cunning slave bullying his master." She asked with a hint of amusement, "Miss Liu, with what identity are you questioning me? With your tone, someone who didn't know you would think you were Murong Yunlang's wife. As for my identity, why not let the illustrious Master Murong answer it?"

As she spoke, Su Wanyue looked at Murong Yunlang, who had been sitting in the first row pretending to be a quail. She wanted to see if he could still sit still.

As expected, Murong Yunlang turned around upon hearing this and said to Liu Qingran, "Qingran, come here. Don't talk to her. It's an insult to your status."

Murong Yunlang was afraid that if the situation continued to develop like this, his identity would be exposed, and then he would have no face to continue to stay in this school.

At the same time, there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Su Wanyue.

In the past, every time Su Wanyue gave him something, her eyes were filled with condescending charity. But now, that charity has turned into disdain.

This change dealt a further blow to his already fragile self-esteem. It turned out that Su Wanyue was just acting before, and she always looked down on him.

This time, no matter if Su Wanyue knelt down to beg him or offered him a few shops to ask for his forgiveness, he would not give Su Wanyue a good face.

The sun sets and the autumn wind blows.

Soon it was time for the carriages from each family to come and pick up the princes and noble ladies.

In the past, Murong Yunlang rode in the carriage that the Su family came to pick him up.

He used the excuse that he and Su Wanyue were sitting in the same carriage and it would be bad if others saw them, after all, men and women should not touch each other. He said that this was all for the good of Su Wanyue's reputation.

Su Wanyue believed his lies and followed the Su family's carriage back home every day. Even so, she still looked cheerful.

Perhaps because of this, the princes and noble ladies in the private school thought that she was just a maidservant of Murong Yunlang.

After all, only maids need to walk on their own two legs.

Whose noble daughter would show herself in public on the street?

The Su family's carriage was already waiting at the door.

Seeing Murong Yunlang approaching, Xiao Cui quickly got off the carriage and made way for him. "Greetings, sir."

"Ah."

Murong Yunlang got on the carriage as usual, then pulled the curtains with ease and told the driver, "Let's go."

The Su family's carriage was a gift from the palace. Su Wanyue's father had made great contributions in pacifying the war in the north a few years ago, and this carriage was a gift from the emperor at that time.

Su Wanyue calmly walked to the front of the carriage, stopped the driver who was about to leave, and asked in a cold tone, "I haven't even gotten on the carriage yet, where are you taking it?"

In the past few years, her brother and father have been suppressing the rebellion of the barbarians, and she is the only one at home. In addition, she has always been devoted to Murong Yunlang, so the servants in the family also habitually treat Murong Yunlang as their master.

Murong Yunlang in the carriage recognized Su Wanyue's voice. He seemed a little impatient and urged the coachman.

"Why don't you just go? What are you standing there for?"

Liu Qingran and Shen Youran, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, also walked to the door and happened to see Su Wanyue blocking the carriage. They also heard Su Wanyue asking to get on the carriage.

Seeing this, Shen Youran immediately stepped forward. She came to Su Wanyue and looked at her with contempt.

"Have you had enough of this? A maidservant wants to get on the carriage. Don't you think your status doesn't match your status? Master Murong is too tolerant of you, which is why you are so lawless."

Xiao Cui was so angry when she heard this that she stepped forward to argue. "Who are you calling a maid? This is our young lady's carriage. Young lady, please don't be so harsh with your words."

Snapped!

The next second, a solid slap hit Xiao Cui in the face. Shen Youran seemed unsatisfied after the slap and stretched out his hand to hit Su Wanyue.

But Su Wanyue caught her hand in mid-air. She freed her other hand and hit Shen Youran hard in the face.

Snapped!

Another crisp slap was heard. Su Wanyue's eyes were as cold as ice, carrying an invisible pressure. "Who gave you permission to hit someone in public? Is this how the Minister of Rites disciplines his children?"

Su Wanyue deliberately moved closer to Shen Youran. She lowered her voice and threatened her, "Miss Shen, if the Ministry of Personnel knew you beat someone up in the street, would they be very happy?"

The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel have always been at odds. Last month, the Minister of Rites reported the Minister of Personnel for not managing his family properly, saying that the Minister of Personnel's daughter had no knowledge of poetry and literature and only knew how to hang out in the military camp.

If someone told the Minister of Personnel about her actions today, her father would definitely be reported to the old man and would definitely make trouble for her when he got home.

Shen Youran panicked. She quickly withdrew her hand and slipped into the crowd.

However, there was quite a commotion here, which soon attracted the second princess Xiao Changyuan who had not left yet. She walked into the small circle of people and recognized that this was the carriage that Murong Yunlang usually rode.

She had a good impression of Murong Yunlang. He was indeed talented and might be of use to her in the future.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Changyuan asked.

The princess spoke, and soon someone in the crowd answered.

"Second Princess, this little maidservant who accompanied Master Murong to study has gone crazy. She actually wanted to leave with Master Murong's carriage."

"That's right. She has absolutely no idea what propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame are. She has no regard for the superiors and is willing to offend those above her."

Shen Youran hid in the crowd, adding fuel to the fire and waiting to see Su Wanyue get into trouble.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Xiao Changyuan looked at Su Wanyue with an impartial attitude, and her tone was indeed cold. "It's best to tell me everything. If this princess finds out that you're lying, you will definitely be punished."

Xiao Changyuan was a shrewd person. She first pretended to be fair, then added more threats. On the surface, she seemed upright, but in fact, her heart had long been biased towards Murong Yunlang.

Su Wanyue looked at the princess fearlessly and asked calmly, "Princess, what crime do you intend to punish me for? Is it that a treacherous servant is bullying his master? If so, and I didn't lie, then how will you punish the others?"

Xiao Changyuan had never thought that she would dare to negotiate with him. His face froze for a moment before he spoke, "Of course, if I have wronged you, then the person who did the wrong must be severely punished."

This is what Su Wanyue wanted to hear, "The princess is a princess of golden branches and jade leaves, so I think her words are also lawful."

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