Cold-faced Empress

Absolutely ridiculous!

She never expected Mo Canglan to agree so readily on the surface, only to be so shameless behind her back. She was supposed to bear the consequences of disobeying the imperial decree alone, so why did he have the right to humiliate her father?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. After much deliberation, Fu Siying decided to go to Prince Mu's residence to request an audience.

Even if she didn't mention her father, she still had to ask Mo Canglan when the Emperor would issue the decree allowing her to break off the engagement.

Upon arriving at the Prince Mu's residence once again, Fu Siying's treatment changed drastically. The Prince Mu's steward, with a forced smile, asked Fu Siying to wait in the hall.

Even her status as a female retainer wasn't enough. The steward said expressionlessly, "After careful consideration, His Highness believes that a good young lady is not qualified to be a retainer of the Mu Prince's residence, so this retainer position..."

Before she could finish speaking, seeing that the steward intended to take away the wooden plaque identifying her as a retainer from her hand, Fu Siying immediately withdrew her hand and said timidly, "I'm not a good girl, you've mistaken me for someone else."

She was so cowardly as to admit that she was "not a good girl" only because, at least as a retainer, she could still receive money from the Prince Mu's mansion every month, and she was unwilling to give up that status!

The butler chuckled twice but didn't insist.

Fu Siying waited and waited, until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled.

She sat in the chair until her legs went numb, then stood up to stretch her muscles, until she was completely exhausted. The steward of the Prince's mansion was nowhere to be seen. She wanted to leave, but the servants outside the hall stopped her from going, so she could only wait.

Well, Mo Canglan, you're as petty as a little girl! Using such methods to torment people!

Pooh!

Just as I was waiting, I suddenly saw a servant leading a familiar figure past outside the hall.

Looking at it, Fu Siying frowned. That was... the manager of Jinxianglou.

The manager of Jinxianglou turned his head and saw Fu Siying. He was visibly startled, then said something to the servants of the Prince's Mansion, and walked towards Fu Siying.

"This humble servant greets Miss Fu. I never expected to run into you at the Prince Mu's residence. Hehehe."

Fu Siying looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing at the Prince Mu's residence?"

"The servants are here to find the steward of the Prince Mu's residence to settle the accounts left by the Prince Mu's residence at Jinxianglou last month." The manager smiled broadly, as if he was about to receive a large sum of money.

“Hmm,” Fu Siying responded, then turned to the servants of the Prince’s Mansion and said, “This manager wants to see your steward, and I also want to see your steward. Why don’t you take us both with you?”

The servants of the Prince's mansion chuckled dryly: "Miss Fu would be better off staying in the hall and waiting for a while."

After saying that, he led the manager of Jinxianglou Restaurant away quickly.

Staring at the back of the manager of Jinxianglou, Fu Siying felt something was off no matter how she thought about it.

Logically, there shouldn't be a problem. High-ranking families usually keep accounts, waiting for their managers to come with their ledgers to settle accounts. But this manager of Jinxianglou… he's no ordinary manager!

Fu Siying would never think that being a gatekeeper for the Qingfang Sect means she is not a member of the Qingfang Sect!

Could it be that Qingfangmen has a secret relationship with Prince Mu?

After thinking about it, he realized it was impossible. Because in his previous life, the Qingfang Sect's power and reputation only grew stronger in the martial arts world after Prince Mu's death.

Perhaps she really is just here to collect a debt, or maybe Mo Canglan, like her, needs Qingfang Sect's help for something? Uh, that idea is even more unlikely. If Mo Canglan had to ask Qingfang Sect for help, then Qingfang Sect would probably have already unified the martial arts world, and wouldn't need to take on her small business of beating people up, buying medicine, and finding people.

Fu Siying was confined to the hall and watched helplessly as the steward of Jinxianglou came and went, bowing respectfully to her as he left.

As dusk approached, Fu Siying finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Someone come here!"

His shout echoed throughout the Prince Mu's mansion, startling the birds and beasts into scattering.

"If no one comes soon, I'm going to cut my wrists and kill myself!"

The servants guarding outside the hall were stunned, watching as Fu Siying smashed the teacup and picked up the sharp porcelain shards to cut her wrist.

"Summon your master to come out and see me!" she roared furiously. "Otherwise, I'll let the whole world know that two women are willing to die for Prince Mu!"

They're threatening to kill me!

I learned it from Xia Suxi!

Upon seeing this, the servants of the Prince's mansion hurriedly went to report. A short while later, the steward of the Prince's mansion quickly arrived.

"Don't you dare come in! If you dare step across the threshold, I'll die instantly!"