After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

The group was making a lot of noise when Xiang An, holding a teacup in one hand, lightly tapped the table with her index finger. After a moment, she suddenly tapped the table with a loud thud, making a small but loud knocking sound. The people in the room immediately fell silent upon hearing the sound.

Xiang An raised her hand in a feigned beckoning motion, and Xiao Ru, understanding, leaned closer to her ear. Then she heard her say, "Exaggerate what you just heard and make it up for them."

Xiao Ru's eyes lit up. That's it! Since these people dared not say anything no matter what, and she hadn't heard the whole thing, she would just make up something based on what she knew, something that would get them beheaded. If she was wrong, these old women would correct her for the sake of their lives.

With the direction clear, Xiao Ru cleared her throat and said, "Your Highness, not long ago, when I was carrying pastries pastry ...

"boom!"

As soon as Xiaoru finished speaking, Xiang An overturned the steaming teacup, and the pale yellow tea instantly soaked into Xiang An's light blue skirt, rapidly expanding its "territory" at a visible speed. Seeing this, Xiaoru hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe it off, but it was too late.

Staring at the tea stains that had already spread on her skirt, Xiaoru put down her handkerchief in frustration: "Oh no, I can't wipe it off."

"If it can't be wiped off, it can't be wiped off. We'll have the guards drive the carriage to the back gate first, then let the tea drinkers downstairs out, and we'll take advantage of the chaos to ride back to the mansion through the back gate in the carriage."

When you lack the strength, follow the rules first, such as dressing appropriately now. When you have enough strength, change them, such as wearing short sleeves now.

"Yes," Xiao Ru replied.

He gestured for Xiaoru to step aside and continued what he hadn't finished saying earlier: "Was everything Xiaoru said just now correct?"

The old women looked around, seemingly hoping that the others would have the courage to step forward and correct them. The room was still quiet, but in reality, everyone was in a state of turmoil.

Xiang An glanced at her, then pressed on. Xiao Ru understood and blurted out, "This servant also heard them cursing that the princess is not good enough for General Fu, because General Fu has accumulated many military achievements..."

"Princess, she's talking nonsense! We didn't say that in the room!"

The person who said this was the third one kneeling. She was named He Tao and worked in the residence of Wei Wenrun, the Minister of Rites. Her husband worked in this teahouse, cooking and washing teapots. She came to the teahouse today to see her husband.

Finally, someone couldn't help but speak up!

Xiang An remained calm and composed: "She's talking nonsense? Then you tell her."

"I, I, I..." He Tao was under everyone's gaze, and her face turned red as she held her breath.

"Can't say it? Xiaoru, continue."

"Yes."

Xiao Ru responded, then rolled her eyes at He Tao as if she were silently mocking her.

Damn it, nobody in the Wei household respects her. At home, her husband looks down on her as a slave girl, and today she's being looked down upon by Xiao Ru, who is also a servant. Why? What's wrong with her? Why does everyone look down on her?

Provoked, before Xiao Ru could speak, He Tao interrupted, "A few days ago, some young masters from the capital gathered at a teahouse and talked about eligible young women in the city. This is something we shouldn't discuss too much, as it concerns the purity of the daughters of various prominent families. However, Young Master Su was persistent, and after a bit of a dispute..."

He Tao felt her clothes being tugged, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the restless hand of the old woman next to her. Just as she was about to turn her head to yell at her, her mind suddenly cleared: she couldn't afford to offend the princess in front of her, but she could afford to offend the young master Su that the old woman had just mentioned.

A cold sweat instantly broke out all over her body. He Tao subconsciously looked up and saw Xiang An sitting at the head of the table, listening quietly with a warm smile on his face. She shivered violently.

She fell into a trap!

Hearing He Tao suddenly stop and then look up at her, Xiang An asked in confusion, "Why don't you continue?"

He Tao collapsed to the ground, her lips trembling as she couldn't utter another word. Xiang An's eyes swept lightly over the faces of the kneeling crowd, some bowing their heads in avoidance, others filled with fear and understanding. He immediately understood: they had all discovered it.

He put down the cup lid he was playing with and ordered, "If no one has anything to say, Xiao Ru, go back to the manor."

"Yes."

"He Tao, follow me."

Just before leaving, Xiang An casually uttered a sentence, which, though seemingly insignificant, was like a lifeline to He Tao.

To be fair, Princess Miankang's scheme forced her to betray her master, and she should have resented her, but she dared not. The only thing she could do now was to use every means to cling to Princess Miankang's powerful backing and save her and her family's lives.

She had considered killing herself by crashing her head into a wall, but death requires courage, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

He Tao hurriedly followed the carriage that had already started moving from the back gate. Because there were many people in the capital, and the princess's mansion had sent many guards who were not on horseback, a large group of people followed slowly. The carriage was not moving fast, but people could keep up on foot.

Inside the carriage, Xiao Ru carefully peeled an orange, removed the white pith from the segments, and held a segment to An's lips with a fork: "Princess."

Xiang An opened her mouth, chewed quickly and swallowed. Seeing that Xiao Ru was about to pick at the orange again, Xiang An hurriedly reached out and grabbed the other segments of orange on the table and stuffed them into her mouth. She ate them one by one, very quickly, and said while eating, "Don't bother picking them. It's making me anxious."

"Next time, I will definitely pick out the pieces before sending them to the carriage, and I will never make the princess wait." Xiao Ru said with a guilty look on her face.

“That’s not what I meant,” Xiang An immediately denied. Seeing Xiao Ru looking at her strangely, she realized this wasn’t modern times, and explained, “I like to eat oranges with the pulp and pith together.”

Xiao Ru understood: "This servant understands."

Having finally ended his soul state and returned to normal, Xiang An sat on a swaying carriage, leaning against a soft cushion with his eyes closed, and said, "Speak if you have something to say."

"Hehe, Princess, you noticed." Xiao Ru deliberately leaned closer, reaching out to massage Xiang An's legs. Without any hesitation, she spoke frankly: "What I said in the teahouse just now was half true and half false..."

Xiao Ru glanced at Xiang An's expression; the matter concerned a woman's reputation, and whether it was true or false, it was not to be underestimated.

"I know." Xiang An smiled with her eyes closed, responding casually. "Don't worry, Fu Qingbai has high ambitions. I'm just a little princess. I don't need to do anything. He'll refuse on his own."

She already knew the outcome of this matter on the first day of her transmigration; the system is now teleporting her back to the time before her transmigration.

Now all she needs to do is shut up, not hold a grudge, not stand out, and wait for things to calm down.

However, she needs to get to know Fu Qingbai and gain his favor, since he played a crucial role in different important situations in the early stages of the game.

Moreover, he holds the military tally, making it much easier for him to act if he has a good relationship with him than if he doesn't.